The happy man of Konoha no Hagi

Chapter 16 Yasuo's Choice

Red Rope is right about at least one thing, and that is that Yasuo really has no talent for medical ninjutsu.

When doing chakra control exercises, a small leaf swayed in his palm like a canoe in the Pacific Ocean, and sank in less than a second.

It can be said that if Yasuo is asked to perform eye replacement surgery on Madara or Obito, then there is probably no Moon Eye Project.

But Yasuo found several reliable friends.

When he took Urgot's corpse thread, Orochimaru had an inexplicable sense of intimacy, feeling that he should be born to deal with this.

Orochimaru's chakra control is very good. If it weren't for his obsession with immortality, he could use his talents in human experiments to medical operations.

Under Yasuo's command, Orochimaru sewed up the blood vessels in Daimyo's head in place, and then used Chakra as an adhesive to fill the gap between the needles and threads.

Qianshou Shanhu, who maintains the Palm Immortal Art, has already forgotten the ages of the two teenagers in front of her at this moment, and is meticulously playing the role of assistant.

"Senior Coral, you can remove the Palm Immortal Art."

It wasn't until Yasuo reminded that Thousand Hands Coral realized that Daimyo's completely ruptured blood vessels had been sutured.

"Is this really okay? Leaving the foreign body in the patient's body."

Thousand Hands Coral slowly removed the Palm Immortal Technique. Of course, she could see that the sutured blood vessels could fully withstand the pressure of blood filling, but she was still very skeptical about the postoperative reaction.

"Don't worry, this is a thread with very good biocompatibility. It is very precious, but it is worth using it on a great man from heaven who is compassionate to the people and talented like Grandpa Daming. You can also buy some, Mr. Coral, of course. There is a fee for that."

Yasuo replied with a smile, Urgot is a huge guy, and his sewing thread is not only this small section.

"This...we still have to see the final recovery of His Royal Highness."

Thousand Hands Coral replied noncommittally that Yasuo's blood vessel suturing technique gave her a lot of inspiration, but she has no plans to try it yet.

"The operation was successful?"

The daimyo's eldest son's face was sinking like water at the moment, even after decades of self-cultivation, he still put negative emotions on his face at this moment.

Fortunately, no one noticed his abnormal expression at this time.

"Yasuo, Yasuo, did you revive grandpa?" Tsunade finally asked with a voice. She was afraid of disturbing Yasuo's operation before, so she kept forcing herself not to make a sound.

"Silly boy, how could the patient wake up so quickly after the operation? The result depends on the patient's own recovery ability."

Thousand Hands Coral had already washed her hands, and touched Tsunade's head lovingly and said.

"But... but... Grandpa is 86 years old, can he recover..."

Tsunade still has some understanding of medical skills, the older the person, the more difficult it is to recover from injuries.

Hearing Tsunade Tongyan Wuji's words, daimyo's eldest son's eyes brightened again, and he quickly said to Senshou Shanhu:

"Sanshan Shinobu, can Father still wake up... Don't worry, just tell the truth, no matter what the result is, we can persevere..."

Qianshou Shanhu was silent for a while, and could only truthfully say: "This... Your Highness Daming is too old after all, even if the operation is successful, it may be difficult for him to wake up if he survives. I can only be paralyzed on the bed..."

"This is so good... so sad!"

The daimyo's eldest son had too many ups and downs of mood today, he almost slipped his mouth, he felt his head hurt a little.

After all, he is also 60 years old.

However, just when he finally put his heart back into his stomach, he remembered a voice that he was very familiar with, but he didn't want to hear very much.

"Coral... Coral Jonin... old man... I think I can still save it..."

Under everyone's shocked eyes, Daimyo opened his eyes with difficulty.

The best way to make people grateful is to do good things that make people think you don't know he will know but he really does.

Yasuo had infiltrated a small amount of reusable potion into Urgot's sutures long before the surgery began.

As the blood vessels were sutured, the medicine in the suture thread gradually entered the daimyo's blood.

Such a small amount of reusable potion naturally has no effect of bringing the dead back to life, but it is enough to make the daimyo regain consciousness.

Therefore, the daimyo knew exactly who his savior was, and he could even hear the pertinent evaluation of his achievements by that outstanding junior.

In short, the daimyo is now 1 satisfied with Yasuo.

"Father, have you recovered? Can you get up now?" the eldest son of the daimyo asked in a panic.

"Hmph, as you wish, I'm afraid the old man won't be able to stand up again."

The daimyo snorted coldly, he was very clear about the care of the eldest son, but the daimyo was also very aware of his own body, even without this serious illness, he planned to step down as daimyo next year.

Regardless of the cold sweating son, Daming turned to Yasuo and said:

"Young man, it was you who saved me. Judging by my age, I seem to be about the same as Tsunade. What a little genius!"

The daimyo's voice was weak, but his tone was full of love for the younger generation.

"Grandpa daimyo, you are too proud of the award. This is all thanks to senior coral's superb ninjutsu and classmate Orochimaru's suture skills, and I think the most important thing is that grandpa daimyo has put so much effort into the country of fire. A hundred years old."

Yasuo tried his best to show a harmless little boy's face, and said the most disgusting things in the most innocent voice.

"What a sensible child! But the real hero is you, who invented a new medical ninjutsu."

Daimyo's cloudy eyes were full of relief: "It's not easy to have such a young genius in peaceful times, Sato, go and get my most cherished gold pen and give it to this young genius as a souvenir."

"This... grandpa... I seem to have sold your gold pen..." Tsunade said weakly, covering his small head with his hands.

The corner of the daimyo's mouth twitched: "Then take the black pearl that daimyo from the land of water gave me and give it to the little genius!"

"This... seems to have been sold by me..."

Name: "..."

Looking at the appearance of Daimyo and Tsunade, Yasuo felt very fulfilled, he should bring them happiness, right?

At least Tsunade can enjoy more of his childhood accompanied by his grandfather, so he should be happier.

At this moment, Yasuo suddenly felt a gloomy and cold gaze, and turned his head subconsciously to see that it was Tsunade's eldest son, Tsunade's uncle.

Although the eyes full of deep hostility disappeared in an instant, Yasuo still keenly caught it.

This little old man is so petite. Shouldn't normal people make good friends with potential famous doctors in the future?

Maybe it's because I've been the prince for too long, and I'm a little out of my mind, or maybe I just think I'm just pure luck?

Anyway, being hated by a future daimyo is not a good thing.

Turning his head to look at Daimyo who was reprimanding Tsunade while feigning anger, Yasuo fell into deep thought.

Due to the use of the reusable potion produced by the system, Yasuo can clearly see that the life is passing by every second on the daimyo's head at this moment...

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(End of this chapter)