Naruto: The villain template of me is regarded as the savior.

When Uchiha Shifang walked into the shelter, he had only one impression of the scene in front of him.

Tragic! Weird!

"Ah! Ahhh!"

"No! Don't come over!!"

Uchiha Sifang walked down the aisle with a stiff face, and screams filled with screams came from both sides.

No, perhaps, a wail filled with fear.

Countless beds were lined up on both sides of the aisle, one on the left and the other on the right. On each bed, there was a person who was tightly bound by straps, struggling crazily with his face twisted and ferocious because of fear.

It gave Uchiha the feeling that an evil spirit crawling out of the abyss was struggling, wailing, and screaming, trying to grab his body.

The more intense the mood swings, the more obvious the increase in pupil power.

But there was no joy or sadness on that face, only a thoughtful look.

"Small injury? In addition to your face, you also have a bit of an Uchiha clan's bad mouth."

Soon, his eyelids moved slightly, and he woke up from his long dream. He opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling quietly, and two tears slowly streaked down the side of his face.

After saying that, he raised his eyes slightly and met a pair of eyes, as if he saw some interesting toy.

In order to prevent those who have been poisoned from harming themselves out of fear, they can only be temporarily restrained in the hospital bed.

The pharmacist's interested eyes also reflected his four magatama, and he said with a smile: "It seems that you have a good talent."

"Double Magatama Sharingan?"

Because the opening of the Sharingan not only means a substantial enhancement of dynamic vision, but also allows the use of more powerful visual illusions.

"Are you actually in a shelter? You thought you were going to die." He murmured to himself.

Everyone in Konoha knows that the difficulty of opening the Sharingan is far greater than that of the Byakugan.

Human beings are essentially afraid of death.

It may be because of attachment to the whole world, it may be because of reluctance to let go of something or someone, or it may be because of unwillingness to accept something.

The black-haired boy opened his mouth, and finally replied expressionlessly: "Thank you."

He also wiped the drop of warm blood on his forehead into the corners of his eyes, making the scarlet eyes with two magatama stones look even more sinister.

"Quick! This matter must be kept strictly confidential!"

The woman put her hands in front of her and said with a gentle smile, "If you don't mind, you can call me pharmacist or doctor."

And at this moment, behind him.

Uchiha Shinji did not feel excited, but a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and he murmured: "It's really troublesome."

An Uchiha ninja ran over in panic, with a look of disbelief on his face, and said horrifiedly in the ears of the Uchiha: "Some clan members who have absorbed a very small amount of poison have awakened! But..."

The woman didn't pay attention to his indifferent attitude, she just smiled, opened the book on her lap, and answered truthfully: "About four o'clock in the afternoon, how are you feeling?"

Uchiha murmured to himself, and a hint of joy instantly rose on his face, but then suddenly froze on his face, and his expression gradually turned gloomy.

The woman sat on the chair next to the boy's bed, her legs tilted slightly, and she put the thick book on her legs. She looked at the boy with a smile: "Are you woken up by a nightmare?"

At this moment, a figure walked straight over.

After that, she looked directly at the expression on the young man's face, but she only saw weariness and indifference.

"When it was delivered, there was internal bleeding, and even the wound was infected and suppurating. You must thank me for surviving."

"what?"

"If you have a nightmare, the human brain will secrete hormones." The woman's smile did not change, she pointed at him and said with a smile, "It will make people excessively awake, and then you will look like this."

When an Uchiha loses an important love, or feels painful for his or her disappointment, special chakra will surge out of the brain and act on the veins to cause changes in the eyes.

The screams filled with fear and despair can only make people feel cold and frightened.

And he quickly thought of the reason why Uchiha opened his eyes.

"..." The young man was silent for a moment, and then replied calmly, "Uchiha Shinji."

It turned out that the woman stretched out her finger and poked his injured chest. Under the dissatisfied gaze of the young man, she said with a half-smile: "The liver, lungs, ribs, and legs have all suffered varying degrees of trauma."

But the most dangerous wound should be on the left side of the neck. However, that wound has been perfectly sutured, and medicine and gauze have been applied for protection. It can be seen from this that the medical treatment is very advanced.

As far as he knew, these people present were all people who had inhaled the poisonous gas to some extent, but they didn't yet know how the poison worked.

"..."

He looked sideways at the side of his bed. A chair was placed there, with some wrinkles on it and a faint fragrance.

Like dead leaves floating on the surface of a pool of stagnant water.

"Clan leader!"

At the same time, in the innermost position of the shelter.

This sentence means that there is no chance of winning in a one-on-one battle with the ninjas of the Uchiha clan.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Medicine Master."

The ninja world's evaluation of the Sharingan is very clear. If you encounter a Sharingan ninja from the Uchiha clan, one on one, you must run away.

If Byakugan is more focused on assistance and strategy, Sharingan represents strength and power.

"I'm curious." The self-proclaimed "pharmacist" blinked, "Can someone like you be afraid?"

Hearing this, Uchiha Shinji was startled for a moment, as if he suddenly noticed something, and raised his hand to touch his eyes.

A black-haired boy was lying on the bed. He didn't make any noise like the others, he just lay there quietly.

"What on earth did they see? Did they open their eyes and become stronger because of fear?"

Hearing this, Uchiha's eyes widened suddenly, and messy thoughts were flowing in his mind instantly.

"Are you awake? Or..."

"One of them with poor qualifications actually opened his eyes inexplicably, and one of them opened the second magatama, and his eye power became stronger!"

The black-haired boy withdrew his gaze very smoothly, lying quietly on the bed with no wave on his face, and asked: "What time is it now?"

Looking at the dozen or so Uchiha tribesmen who were tied to the bed with distorted and ferocious faces, the Uchiha could not help but grind their teeth and said: "I finally understand how that old woman in Mito lost control."

That’s why the Sharingan is called, “the eye that reflects the soul.”

The prerequisite for the Uchiha clan to open their eyes, in addition to the necessary talent requirements, also requires strong emotional stimulation.

Pharmacist? Physician?

What a strange guy.

He turned to look at the Uchiha ninja beside him, with an unusually serious expression and lowered his voice: "Go and record the changes of those clan members after they wake up!"

"..." The black-haired boy was silent for a moment, looked at the ceiling and said calmly, "It's just a minor injury."

The black-haired boy glanced at her and said casually: "Why do you ask?"

However, a sharp pain suddenly spread from his chest, and his cold little face wrinkled up.

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"This, what's going on..."

"Interesting." The woman's smile deepened, "You really don't look like an Uchiha."

"Hey." The woman looked a little surprised and said with a smile, "You are calmer than I expected. Aren't you afraid of death?"

After checking all the Uchiha clan members, several people from all over the Uchiha community came towards this side.

His body and legs were covered with bandages, and the dark red blood spilling from under the bandages showed the amount of bleeding.

"You seem to care about time?"

But the woman saw nothing on him, as if she saw a corpse floating on the water, neither sinking nor falling, quiet and dead.

At the same time, it is located in the blind spot of everyone's vision, at the ceiling corner of the shelter.

A pair of white eyes poked out and looked at Uchiha Shinji curiously.