Naruto: Become Uchiha Madara’s mobile health pack

Uchiha Shakuhachi is the most skilled of the few medical ninjas in the Uchiha clan.

Quan Nai traveled half of the clan before inviting him from home. He was already over eight years old, and he almost turned somersaults when Quan Nai pulled him.

"Little ancestor, please run slowly, I'm still carrying a medical bag."

Quan Nai said "Okay, okay, okay", but her steps were not slow at all.

In the annex of the patriarch's house, Shakuhachi saw the terrible Kamui and Madara.

He looked at them for a long time and almost didn't recognize them.

The beautiful young man who was originally full of youthful spirit, wearing bright clothes and angry horses, now looks as embarrassed as he can.

When they were rescued from the cliff, their companions had already given Madara and Kamui simple bandages.

Madara's injuries were slightly more serious. His head was wrapped in bandages several times, but all of his hands and feet exposed outside his clothes were wrapped in bandages, making him look like a mummy.

Shenwei is not much better than him. His arms and legs are all covered with bandages, especially his right leg. He was sitting on his knees in the study just now. The wound that had begun to heal was somewhat torn, and blood began to ooze out again. The bright red blood stained the bandage. , red plum blossoms are like falling snow, smudged bit by bit.

And that neck...

Now in the brothers' room, they had taken off their outer robes and were wearing only their inner clothes, with their necks clearly visible.

The frightening purple color was exposed before Shakuhachi's eyes.

He frowned and said "tsk", with a fierce light in his eyes.

He reached out and touched the purple color. It didn't feel soft, but rather hard.

"It's very swollen," he said. "It takes a lot of effort to cause this condition. Not only are all the capillaries broken, but the blood can't spread here."

As he said that, he raised his eyes and glanced at Shenwei, and said, "The situation is dangerous and critical, isn't it?"

Shenwei raised his eyebrows unconsciously and said humbly: "It's okay, it's okay."

"Huh," Shakuhachi smiled, with admiration in his tone, "You can be considered smart at such a young age to gather chakra to protect a local area when it was severely injured. This move saved you. One life.”

Izuna was anxiously circling around. Seeing Shakuhachi say this, he finally felt relieved. He hurriedly asked: "You mean, my second brother will be fine, right? Then his voice will be fine." Well, listen to it, his voice is uglier than the ducks raised by Ashue over there."

Kamui:? ? ?

spot:……

Shakuhachi rolled his eyes at Senna, "It's been so long and you're still thinking about the sound."

Quan Nai refused to accept it and was very stubborn, "I want to get along with my second brother for the rest of my life, and I will say something with a bad voice for the rest of my life."

Izuna rolled his eyes, imagining that he could only hear such unpleasant sounds like Kamui for the rest of his life. It felt like there was a duck croaking around him all the time.

Just imagining this scene is unbearable.

but……

He compromised and knelt down next to Shenwei with some regret, "I'll take a step back. As long as my second brother can be fine, that's all. As for the sound, I'll put two balls of cotton in my ears at worst."

Quan Nai's words made the three people present laugh.

Shakuhachi used palm senjutsu to treat Kamui's neck. The refreshing and cooling feeling was similar to applying cooling oil on his neck, but it didn't have the pungency of cooling oil. All in all, it was a very comfortable experience.

Shakuhachi said while treating: "Reduce the swelling first, and then I will give you some topical medicine, and then some internal medicine for your throat, and you will slowly get better."

Kamui didn't really care about the sound of his own voice. At most, it would just be a gangster when facing Tobirama, but it didn't really matter.

He didn't know what other men were like. As far as he was concerned, it didn't matter if his voice sounded good or bad.

Anyway, he didn't expect to rely on this voice to seduce girls.

Kamui and Madara have many injuries. Shakuhachi is old and has limited chakra, so he can only treat the serious ones. The rest can be cured even though it is slower with medicine.

After treatment with the Palm Immortal Technique, the bruises on Shenwei's neck became much lighter, and after the swelling subsided, the pain also eased.

As for the wound on the calf, the wound is very deep and it should take quite a long time if only external medicine is used.

Quan Nai watched Kamui untie the gauze on his leg layer by layer. When the wound inside was completely exposed, he was so scared that he covered his mouth.

Extending from the bottom of the knee socket to the ankle, the entire calf was occupied by a slanting wound.

The wound was extremely deep, and black and red blood scabs stained the fair leg. So far, bright red blood is still flowing out.

Even on the battlefield, Izuna had never seen such a hideous wound with her own eyes.

"Second brother..." He murmured to Kamui.

He never knew that Shenwei's leg injury was so serious. He thought it was just a simple scratch and that it would be fine after being bandaged.

Along the way, Shenwei talked and laughed with him. Apart from his pale face and the sweat rolling down his forehead from time to time, he couldn't see anything unusual at all.

Because his older brother always had a pale face, he didn't think about it elsewhere.

Such an injury would have made me cry.

"Does it hurt?"

Kamui was noncommittal, "What do you think?"

It must be painful, or excruciating pain.

"Then why don't you cry, second brother? Don't you love crying?"

Hearing what he said, Madara, who had been watching them quietly, couldn't help teasing Izuna, "Izuna, you are clearly the crybaby."

Izuna was not in the mood for a verbal spat with Madara, so she just pouted and looked at Kamui with a distressed expression.

"Don't cry. Who said you have to cry when it hurts?" Shenwei smiled, and at the end, he added, "I hate crying."

Madara pursed his lips and lowered his head as he listened.

It doesn't matter whether you cry or not.

Clean the wound, clean out the inflamed and suppurating areas, and then use palm magic to repair the damaged flesh, flesh and meridians.

When the repair was almost complete, Shakuhachi slowly sprinkled the powder into the wound bit by bit, and then re-wrapped it tightly with bandages.

"Don't touch the water. It will be very itchy when it heals and grows new flesh. You also have to resist scratching it. Remember?"

Kamui nodded and heard Shakuhachi ask again, "Are there any other injuries?"

Before, the joint of his right leg was dislocated. After he was rescued from the cliff, someone who was better at it found a position for him. Now.

"No more. The other injuries are just minor injuries. They will heal soon with some topical medicine. Please treat my brother quickly. He is more serious than me."

Izuna couldn't sit still after hearing Kamui like this. He moved from Kamui's side to Madara's side and stared at Madara up and down.

"Brother, besides your head being swollen and broken, do you have any other discomforts? Is it also your legs?"

I vaguely remember that Madara had trouble walking and was limping.

Thinking of this, Quan Nai's already big eyes widened even more, and his eyes gradually became moist, and he felt extremely distressed.

"Is my brother also injured that badly?"

"No."

Madara's denial seemed to Senna to be a show of force.

He rolled up Madara's trouser legs regardless and took off the bandage. He slowly calmed down after confirming that there were only minor abrasions and scratches on Madara's legs.

"I've seen the young patriarch's head. There were bruises and impacts, but it wasn't too serious. He didn't feel dizzy and nauseated, which means he didn't have a concussion. He applied medicine and bandaged it, and it will gradually heal in a few days. .”

After speaking, Shakuhachi met Madara's gaze. Just looking at the appearance, no matter how you looked at it, it didn't look like Kamui said it was more serious than him.

Then, the only possibility is - "Where exactly was the young patriarch injured?"

Madara lowered his eyes and said unoptimistically: "It seems that some meridians on my chest are broken."

Shakuhachi frowned suddenly and asked again, "Where did you say?"