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The first thousand one hundred and ninety-two chapters

Bathed in the pleasure of increasing mental power every second, the white clone slowly removed his palm from the middle-aged patient's chest, patted his shoulder, and said without wavering:

"Your heart disease has been cured, but if you don't pay attention to your daily routine, there is a high possibility of recurrence. Remember, although I am happy to save people, if you don't know how to save yourself, tragedy will strike again sooner or later."

"At that time, I will not take action again."

The middle-aged patient nodded seriously, turned over and got out of bed, bowed deeply to the white clone with a solemn expression, and finally said nothing, stood up slowly, and left.

Today, everyone has understood Bai Keqing's ideals, and understands that there is no need to say words of thanks, as long as the teachings are firmly remembered in the heart, it is the best way to express gratitude.

"White Immortal, Lord Kazekage is looking for you."

A male voice came from the door, with an unconcealed admiration in his tone. The white clone slowly turned around and saw an ANBU ninja standing there, bending slightly and glancing at him secretly from time to time as he spoke.

Although the ANBU ninja wore a mask, the white clone still recognized the other person's identity through his body appearance and voice. Although he couldn't name him, the other person was definitely his patient from the previous two days.

It looked like a big hole had been made in his throat, and he was almost dead when he was delivered.

No, he should have died.

Within a week, she came into contact with hundreds of patients. The white clone couldn't remember the specific situation at that time. She didn't bother to distinguish, so she simply asked: "When did I get the title of immortal? It's so ridiculous."

With that said, he walked towards the other party and walked along the corridor first.

"Everyone calls you that now. Your medical skills are unparalleled. It is an undoubted miracle. Only immortals can possess it, so you naturally deserve the title of immortal." The ANBU ninja followed the white clone with a matter-of-fact tone.

Other people's treatment involves various tests, surgeries, and medicines. The white clone only needs to adjust the timeline once, and in less than a second, severed limbs can be regenerated, illnesses can be cured, and even the recently deceased can be revived. It's no wonder.

People will think she is a god.

The white clone glanced at the other party without trace. Through the performance of this ANBU ninja, she was able to determine that her reputation in Sunagakure Village had accumulated to the extreme in a short period of time and was probably close to saturation.

So what’s the next step? Change positions? Or...

Thinking all the way, the white clone unknowingly rushed to the Kazekage's office. As soon as he entered the door, he found that in addition to Gaara behind the desk, there were Ebizo and an old man in luxurious clothes.

"Bai Keqing."

"Miss Bai."

The three people present stood up one after another and greeted respectfully. Bai's clone made a move, looked at the old man in rich clothes who called himself "Miss Bai", and replied expressionlessly: "I am a man."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Bai." A trace of subtle embarrassment flashed across the old man's face, and he immediately changed his title. Ebizo picked up the conversation very naturally and introduced him:

"Bai Keqing, this is the envoy of the daimyo, named Kubo Zuosuke."

Daimyo? Bai Fen's body and mind moved, and he realized that the opportunity had come, but his expression did not change. He simply nodded to him, then turned his eyes to Gaara and asked: "What do you want from me?"

"That's it..." Gaara picked up a document from the table, handed it to the white clone, and then carefully said the wording: "Kirigakure has canceled the wanted order against you, and you are no longer a traitor.

Already."

"oh."

Looking at the white clone with a calm expression, casually flipping through the documents, Gaara took a deep breath, rarely nervous, pointed at Kubo Zuosuke and said: "Also, the Daimyo has been seriously ill recently, and I want to ask you for help.

look."

With just one glance, the white clone could see that Gaara was lying, but she did not reveal it. She put down the document, glanced at Kubo Zuosuke, and asked lightly: "What disease? How long have you had it?"

Seeing the reaction of the white clone, the three people present were relieved. What they were most afraid of was that the white clone was too lazy to talk to the powerful. With her persona of a worldly master, this was entirely possible.

Today is different from yesterday. The white clone has used her actual actions to prove how strong and incredible her abilities are. Even an experienced person like Ebizo is deeply shocked and feels that this is simply an immortal method.

If given a choice, all the senior officials of Sunagakure, including Gaara, would not want the white clone to leave their sight for even a second. Unfortunately, the daimyo is the financier of Sunagakure Village, so they have to listen to what the other party says.

But now, the daimyo really wants to see the white clone.

"Your Excellency Daimyo has been suffering from vomiting and diarrhea since three days ago, and his body is almost exhausted. Mr. Bai, if you don't come again, the Kingdom of Wind will lose its master!"

Zuosuke Kubo had obviously done enough homework and knew that the clone of a non-severe patient would die. At this time, he burst into tears and described the daimyo's symptoms as extremely serious, as if he would die soon.

The white clone naturally saw that Zuosuke Kubo was lying, but just like Gaara, she did not reveal it. She threw the document on the desk and looked at the young Kazekage opposite again and asked briefly:

"did you mean?"

Gaara was stunned for a moment, and noticed that Ebizo was giving him a wild wink, so he stumbled and said, "Bai Keqing, I hope you can come and help the Daimyo cure his stubborn illness, of course..."

At this point, the topic changed and the speaking speed was slightly accelerated:

"If you find it difficult, we won't force you..."

"Thank you so much! Mr. Bai!"

"Your Majesty, the Daimyo, will definitely remember your kindness!"

Zuosuke Kubo spoke decisively and interrupted Gaara without hesitation. He bowed deeply to the clone, finally raised his head and gave Gaara a warning look.

Gaara reluctantly closed his mouth, Ebizo sighed softly, the white clone tilted his head, and glanced at the three people with a strange expression. The first thought that came to his mind was: The army of the Kingdom of Wind

Fang is really weak.

"By the way, Mr. Bai, Your Majesty knows that you have many things to do, so he asked me to bring you a small gift. I hope you will accept it."

Kubo Zuosuke struck while the iron was hot, clapped his hands, and four large and round followers immediately walked in outside the door, each carrying a wooden stick, and a large iron box half a meter high was tied below.

Immediately afterwards, there were continuous bangs and bangs, and the two heavy iron boxes were opened, reflecting the golden light that filled the room. With just a glance, the white clone judged that this was a pile of gold, and it weighed at least hundreds of kilograms.

Looking away, the white clone noticed that Gaara's expression became even more bitter.

After pondering for a moment, she pointed to the two boxes of gold on the ground, and said calmly to Zuosuke Kubo: "Your Excellency, I treat illnesses and save people not for money. If you must give these things, then give them to Sunagakure's hospital.

"

Kubo Zuosuke's smile froze, but soon returned to his natural state, and said with admiration: "I have always known Mr. Bai's ideals, and now it seems that they are indeed admirable..."

"Okay, let's do it like this."

Gaara watched the white clone and Zuosuke Kubo leave with a complicated expression. He was silent for a long time. Suddenly he couldn't restrain his emotions and kicked the iron box hard. Gold bricks were immediately scattered all over the office floor.

"Do you know what you should do now?" At this time, Ebizo's voice came with a faint tone, and Gaara said with a gloomy expression: "Shiro is Sunagakure's guest, and he will always be Sunagakure's.

Guest..."

"I want the entire ninja world to know about this."


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