Hashirama Reborn

The death of the tribesman threw the scene into chaos. Voices of exhortation, sighs, and sobs were intertwined, and a strong sense of sadness enveloped everyone's heart.

There were a few little kids who had just learned to walk in the crowd. The little kids didn’t understand what death was, but their keen intuition made them feel that something was wrong at the scene. They hid behind the adults and looked at the scene in horror.

Woo woo...Father, a timid girl couldn't control her sobbing, and other children also started sobbing. The adults on the side hurriedly comforted the frightened children, and the scene was about to fall into an even more chaotic situation.

At this moment, a well-trained old man slowly walked over. Looking at the scene in front of him, a trace of grief flashed across his eyes, and soon he regained his composure. His old face was tense, and he ordered in a low voice: "What are you all doing here! You guys, with the children? This is not a place for children to play, take them back!"

No, I'm sorry, a woman with red eyes kept comforting the sobbing girl in her arms, and said in a choked voice: Fourth Elder, we will remain quiet, please let us stay here, this child... this child just misses her father too much.

Me... us too, please rest assured, we will remain quiet and will not disturb the treatment inside!

I can guarantee that too!

The fourth elder had a tense face, looking at the stubborn tribesmen around him, sighed helplessly in his heart, and said majestically: Then stand further away, don't make too much noise, don't affect the treatment and don't affect the cultivation of the tribesmen.

Except for the family members of the people inside, everyone else should go and do what they should do. Do you think the tribe is not busy enough? You, you and you, the old man pointed at a few tall young men in the crowd and said majestically: What are you doing standing there? Go and help!

Several young men subconsciously shrank their necks and answered loudly: Yes, Fourth Elder!

Alas, looking at the collapsed woman and the dead Senju Masaichi being taken away by the tribesmen, the Fourth Elder shook his head, quickly walked into the house, and looked around.

Looking at Hashirama squatting beside every injured clan member, he was stunned for a while, and then he realized that this should be the legendary wood clone.

As the elder in charge of medical care, the Fourth Elder stays in the treatment room or the herb field every day. Although he has heard that Hashirama's awakened Wood Release has the ability to heal, this is the first time he has actually seen it.

The fourth elder walked past each bed in shock, watching the tribesmen who were originally seriously injured and dying slowly recovering from their wounds and gradually stabilizing their breathing under the surrounding of green chakra, and his heart became more and more excited.

This ability, this healing ability is simply too terrifying. As long as Hashirama is here, the Senju...!

Senju Itama left his brother's arms, wiped his red eyes embarrassedly, and greeted the old man with glowing eyes who was walking towards him in a low voice: Hello, Fourth Elder.

Well, a trace of relief flashed in the old man's eyes. He forced himself to suppress the excitement in his heart and said gently: Banjian, go and see how the medicine is going. They are all careless, and you are the only one who makes me feel most at ease.

Senju Itama blushed, glanced secretly at Hashirama, and quickly replied: Okay... okay!

Looking at the child stumbling away, the Fourth Elder sighed helplessly. Although at the beginning, this child who was destined to never become a ninja followed him to learn medicine for other reasons, this matter was originally just a means of checks and balances.

The fourth elder didn't take it too seriously at first. After all, he had a father who was the clan leader and a brother who was basically the next clan leader. Even if Senju Itama couldn't survive as a ninja, his life wouldn't be too miserable.

However, as time went by, Senju Banjian's active learning, seriousness, restraint and meticulous attitude towards work were recognized by this serious old man, which made him decide to seriously teach him medical skills. With the idea of ​​seriously accepting an apprentice, he naturally paid special attention to the child's psychology.

Thinking of this, the fourth elder couldn't help but say: Banjian is a serious child, very interested in medicine, willing to learn and work hard, and if nothing unexpected happens, he will become the best doctor in the tribe in the future.

Hashirama blinked, then instantly broke into a huge grin, nodding his head in agreement.

The corner of the fourth elder's mouth twitched. He was silent for a while, then hesitantly said: Banjian is a good kid in every way, except that he is not very confident. As a doctor, self-confidence is very important.

If a doctor does not believe in himself, accidents are likely to occur during the treatment process. As his elder brother, you have to guide him when you have time.

Hashirama was stunned and nodded blankly. In his opinion, his younger brothers were the best no matter what they looked like, and Itama had always been more introverted. He really didn't know that in the eyes of the Fourth Elder, his younger brother was actually unconfident.

Looking at Hashirama's confused expression, the Fourth Elder couldn't help but let out a long sigh: Forget it, just leave it to Tobirama.

Upon hearing this, Hashirama looked at the Fourth Elder in disbelief, pointed his finger at his face, and asked dissatisfiedly: This is too much, why do you have to find Tobirama? As the eldest brother, it is my job to take care of my younger brothers, let alone enlighten my younger brothers.

Compared to the serious Tobirama, am I not more approachable and more willing to open up to him? Why doesn't the Fourth Elder believe me?

The fourth elder looked speechlessly at Hashirama who was looking angry across from him, and muttered softly:...It's up to you.

Fourth Elder, what did you say?

The fourth elder shook his head, patted Hashirama on the shoulder, and whispered: Let’s talk about those things when we have time. Come with me, we have something important to discuss with you.

Hashirama's expression froze, knowing that the following conversation would definitely be about the reason why so many clan members were injured. He also wanted to know what kind of mission would cause so many good fighters on the battlefield to be seriously injured to this extent.

Thinking of the wounds he saw during the treatment, the serious injuries that could only be caused by a collision, the corrosive wounds on the skin, and the evil chakra aura lingering around the wounds, all gave Hashirama a bad feeling.

Without giving it any more thought, Hashirama lowered his eyes and silently followed the fourth elder into the darkness. After walking for an unknown amount of time, a wooden door creaked open, and with the dim candlelight, Hashirama could see the situation inside the house clearly.

There were bottles of various sizes and processed herbs placed here. Three old men were sitting at the only wooden table in the room. When they heard the door open, they all looked over at the same time. The next second, one of the old men turned around and snorted viciously.

Hashirama's heart sank. The four elders were all here, it seemed that the matter was very serious.