One night later, under the witness of the majority of Sunagakure villagers, and with Gaara's loud announcement, the white clone became the honorary guest of Sunagakure Village, enjoying the status of an elder but with no real power.
The white clone was obviously a little surprised by this sudden situation, but it didn't take long before she became relieved again, because Chiyo came to her in person and left a message:
"You seem to want to be friends with our Sunagakure, so I am willing to give you a chance to achieve your goal. As long as you can continue to create value for the village, then the name of guest will always be yours."
Ginger is still old and spicy. With just a little one-sided information, Chiyo guessed the pursuit of the white clone, and gave him the most crucial one, which was also the bargaining chip that the white clone wanted most.
For the old man in the Alpha world line who was killed by her own hands, the white clone actually had some admiration, but she did not show it. Next, since she had taken advantage of him, it was natural to start working.
Sunagakure Hospital, under the guidance of Temari, the white clone slowly walked into a room. The room was very spacious. There were more than a dozen hospital beds divided into two rows. Five or six Sunagakures with missing arms and legs were lying on the bed and receiving intravenous drips, and they were being given out from time to time.
A groan of pain.
The white clone glanced around, with a calm expression. She had now transformed, from the Kirigakure ninja to the Sand Hidden guest queen. Her outfit had also changed from a simple cloak to a pale white robe, giving her the aura of a big shot.
The patients were a little confused when they saw her coming in, because the white avatar was not dressed like a doctor at all. Her clothes and demeanor exuded a sense of majesty, and the place became a little quiet unconsciously.
"This is an intensive care unit. Even though it is a peaceful time, many patients are still brought in every day. After all, as a ninja, we are fighting against all kinds of dangerous elements all the time. Deaths and injuries are inevitable."
Temari pointed around and introduced the situation to the white clone. As she spoke, her expression was a little gloomy. Every time she saw these miserable companions, she deeply felt the hardship of the ninjas.
The white clone ignored Temari, took a few steps forward, and walked to a man with a missing thigh and his upper body covered with bandages. He glanced at it, and in less than a second, the four-dimensional body transmitted the observed information to her.
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'The time of injury was half a month ago. The enemy was a sound ninja. He was hit by a detonating charm trap and a combo of powerful fireball techniques. It's really lucky to survive.' The picture received from the timeline made the white clone instantly
I understand what happened to the bandaged man.
In front of high-dimensional creatures, low-dimensional creatures basically have no secrets. Not only is the present clearly seen, but the past and future are all in her eyes, and there is no possibility of hiding them.
Pretending to put his palm on the opponent's chest, the white clone instantly intercepted the time point before the bandaged man was injured and covered it to the present. At the same time, the four-dimensional body began to interfere with the space to prevent the opponent from flying back to the current position.
Silently, the man's thigh with the bandage was lost and recovered. Even though Temari's eyes widened, she didn't know what the white clone had done. She only saw the patient suddenly let out a soft "Eh" and in the blink of an eye, he pulled off the bandage wrapped around his head.
"Who are you……"
"You are cured and can leave here."
After interrupting the patient's words, the white clone left a faint sentence, then walked to another patient again and continued the "treatment". The whole process could be described as orderly and smooth.
In less than a minute, four severely disabled sand ninjas, two of whom were not out of danger, all landed on the ground intact. Their faces were rosy, and they kept touching their original wounds, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.
"Sir! Thank you for your help!"
One of them, because he knew how serious his injuries were and had been sentenced to death by the doctor, was pulled back alive by the hands of Bai's clone, so he couldn't hold back the excitement and gratitude in his heart, and knelt down with a thud.
The other five people woke up from a dream and knelt down together. These people were either about to return to the Pure Land, or they could only rely on wheelchairs for the rest of their lives. The grace of the white clone almost gave them a second life.
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How can you not be grateful? How can you not say thank you?
The white clone closed his eyes and felt the depth of his mind, which slightly strengthened his mental power. He couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction, then straightened his face and said to the six people without sadness or joy:
"The Ninja world is in chaos and all living beings are suffering. All I can do is to use my little strength to save others and save myself at the same time. You don't need to thank me. If you want to thank me, just thank me for this wonderful fate.
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An enigmatic word, coupled with the white clone's expression at this moment, and the miracle she just showed, made her whole body seem to be sublimated, full of compassion and compassion, like a Bodhisattva who saves the suffering.
When the six sand ninjas saw this, their expressions became even more respectful. Although they were puzzled by the white clone's words, they also realized that this master's values were different from ordinary people, so they kept them in their hearts and nodded silently.
, express admiration.
During this process, the mental power increased a little bit more. The white clone couldn't help but secretly admire it, realizing that the true god's cultivation method is really powerful. Doing good deeds can improve your strength, but it's so brainless.
All the patients left the intensive care unit. The white clone looked back at the door. Temari was stunned and coughed lightly. After the other party woke up, she asked calmly:
"Are there any serious patients?"
"Yes!" Temari replied quickly. When she saw the white clone raising her hand to lead the way, with a calm expression, she couldn't help but move closer, looking here and there, as if she wanted to see the latter thoroughly.
"how did you do it?"
Ordinary medical ninjutsu, no matter how brilliant it is, at least has a healing process, such as sealing, performing magic, and healing wounds. Even if Temari is an amateur, she still has this knowledge.
But...it's not so much called medical ninjutsu as it is called divine jutsu.
"Want to learn?" The white clone asked instead without answering. Seeing Temari nod slightly in embarrassment and showing a flattering smile, she said with a slight smile: "Unfortunately, you can't learn it. This is my special ability."
Temari stared at the white clone's back as he left the house with a dark look on his face. He couldn't help gritting his teeth and muttering a few words. Then he followed silently and continued to act as a tour guide to the next intensive care unit.
In one day, the white clones went around the Sunagakure Hospital and cured a total of 15 dying patients and 32 disabled patients. Their treatment efficiency directly set a new record in the history of medical ninjas.
The next day, the white clone continued to work. After treating the ninjas, she began to treat ordinary people, no matter businessmen, workers, or farmers. They were all welcome. No matter what kind of patients they were, they all recovered in one second.
On the third day, the number of people cured exceeded 200. Except for a small number of patients with minor injuries such as colds and fevers, the remaining people in Sunagakure Hospital were almost emptied out by the white clone alone.
During this process, the patients, their families, the ordinary sand ninjas who came after hearing the news, the villagers, those who sent flowers, and those who thanked the white clone all expressed their gratitude to the white clone and worshiped her, almost saying that she was a reincarnation.
gods.
After only four days in Sand Hidden Village, the white clone succeeded in making everyone living here firmly remember his name and deeply understand the meaning behind this name.