Naruto: My heart is as high as the sky, I want to become a god

Shixiong originally wanted to use the shadow clone technique to treat more patients, but Aunt Minako disagreed. She asked Shixiong to treat a jonin whose arm was blown off.

Ninjas who form seals with one hand are rare. I think this jounin probably doesn't like to form seals with one hand.

Zhixiong ignored his broken arm and honestly reconnected the damaged blood vessels and trachea in his neck.

If it wasn't enough, he used palm magic to help induce healing. After his vital signs stabilized, he started to connect his broken right arm.

From the beginning to the end, this jounin didn't even frown, and showed no sign of waking up. It seemed that his brain's self-protection saved him a lot of suffering.

However, Zhixiong discovered a very serious problem. When the detonating talisman exploded, it was mixed with wind escape ninjutsu, so the wound on the broken arm was contaminated with a large amount of pollutants.

Trace amounts of soil, branch debris, tattered clothing and fabrics, etc., you will know that there must be many bacteria without testing.

If it is transplanted like this, the function will definitely be restored, but it is hard to say how much combat strength it could have before the injury.

"There's nothing you can do about it. It just hurts a little bit. Just bear with it."

As soon as the technique of extracting minor troubles was used, the ninja with a determined look frowned, and Zhixiong quickly asked someone to come in and help hold him down.

Chakra was wrapped in the prepared medicinal solution and swam back and forth around the broken arm.

Stimulated by the liquid, the nerves and muscles in the broken arm will twitch and twist involuntarily, and then control the strength to inject the liquid into the body from the wound.

Although he was still in a coma, the jounin began to struggle uncontrollably, and even talked in his sleep.

"Kyoko, don't leave"

"Keiko, I am sincere to you."

"Meijia, I love you so much, come and kiss me again."

Listening to this, Zhixiong and the four people next to him who came over to press their hands and feet all had gossipy expressions on their faces.

I can't tell, I really can't tell. This ninja has an honest and charming face, but he actually has several good friends.

Zhixiong seriously doubted whether he was injured by the detonating talisman due to lack of energy due to having too many girlfriends.

But gossip is gossip, you should listen to it, you should listen to it, and you should treat this injury.

Following the small trouble extraction technique, Shixiong drew out the medicinal liquid, and the jounin, who was like a catfish, also stabilized.

Then Zhixiong repeated his old trick, cleaning the other end of the broken arm, and then fixed the position of the broken arm and the arm. After they were almost aligned, the Palm Immortal Technique was fully activated.

The broken muscles, nerves, and skin began to grow granulations, like earthworms one after another.

They twisted left and right, facing forward and upward, stretching in all directions, and soon encountered the broken arm not far away.

As if meeting a relative, the muscles, blood vessels, and nerves have all found their good friends, but the bones have not moved.

This was the limitation of Palm Immortal Technique, but he didn't care and continued to use it with all his strength.

He didn't stop until everything was back to normal, and then skillfully put plaster and bandages on the broken bone joints, allowing the bones to grow on their own.

After the operation, Zhixiong went to help Aunt Minako without stopping.

Seeing Zhixiong coming over so quickly, the aunt showed admiration in her eyes, and then told him about Baiwei with a gossipy look.

After reciprocating the courtesy, Zhixiong vividly said what the jounin had just said. The huge tent was filled with laughter for a while, and many of the injured couldn't help but laugh.

The situation where only one person dies has finally occurred. I hope the Jonin will wake up and not be beaten violently!

What happened back then was Baiwei's doing. Zhixiong had already come to the conclusion in his mind, otherwise he wouldn't have stared at him for so long, causing him to have a nervous breakdown.

After hearing his ending, Zhixiong didn't say anything. He nodded to thank Aunt Minako for the news, and then immersed himself in the treatment.

Aunt Minako skillfully used palm sensibility to treat the torn neck of a jounin, while praising Shizuo for his mature nature and that he would definitely be an excellent medical ninja in the future.

Others admired Zhixiong in their hearts. If they had known about this kind of thing, they would have been in the mood to treat patients. They would have left here with a teleportation technique, and they would have to dig it up and kick him and scold him.

Aunt Minako quickly finished the machine in her hand. Although there were still many small wounds that had not been healed, she had arranged for others to use simple medical ninjutsu to treat them.

Slow is a little too slow, and the effect is not good. At least it does not delay her to save other people who need to be saved. She is worthy of being the number one person in the medical team, and the treatment speed is fast.

Chakra did not feel lacking during normal use, but now as a ninja with many debris embedded in his body and many penetrating wounds was lifted up, his chakra was quickly exhausted.

This Jonin had multiple penetrating wounds on his body, and his internal organs were penetrated, causing multiple bleeding.

The back of the viscera is next to other viscera, so some tips are needed during treatment to prevent the viscera from adhering to other organs.

This will inevitably make the patient more painful, but there is nothing that can be done.

Although medical ninjas who mastered palm senjutsu are already considered outstanding here, they are still far behind compared to top ninjutsu medical ninjutsu masters like Tsunade.

At the very least, if Tsunade was treating a broken bone, she wouldn't need a splint or a bandage.

The others couldn't free their hands to help, but Zhixiong didn't dare to delay. After treating the bleeding organ, he quickly walked to the side and sat down cross-legged.

Taking the food handed over by the assistant, he started chewing vigorously, hoping to restore chakra as soon as possible, but the environment on site was not so friendly.

While Zhixiong was recovering chakra, he was thinking about whether there were some or not. If he had chakra, he would help heal a few wounds. If he didn't have chakra, he would just sit down and meditate.

Although the four people who knew magic were sweating profusely while working in the big tent, two ninjas were still seriously injured and died quietly on the operating table.

More than an hour ago, they were admirable jounin, able to gallop freely on the battlefield. Half an hour ago, they could endure the severe pain of their wounds and laugh with everyone.

Unfortunately, a few small detonating talismans caused them to die of serious injuries, and Zhixiong felt a little heavy.

After all, the amount of chakra was too little. If he had as much chakra as Naruto, and he could randomly divide seven or eight clones, and each clone used Palm Senjutsu, he didn't believe that these ninjas could still die in front of him.

At night, Zhixiong sat alone on the big tree next to the camp.

The moon tonight was covered by black clouds. Although the moon tried its best to emit bright white light, it was a pity that the black clouds came one after another, just like the haze in Zhixiong's heart.

The breeze blew through the big trees, making the leaves rustle and messing up Zhixiong's hair.