Chapter 86: The Correct Posture for Detoxification!
Hidden Sand Village Hospital, intensive care ward.
On the hospital bed, Kankuro was convulsing all over. His face had turned cyan-purple, white foam was bubbling from the corners of his mouth, and his breathing was faint; he could stop breathing at any moment.
"There is no saving him; the poison has already reached his heart meridian."
Grandmother Chiyo hunched over, her expression grim. She was the best puppeteer and poison master in Sunagakure, yet she was helpless. "This is a neurotoxin specially crafted by Sasori; without the formula, it cannot be cured."
Temari gripped the edge of the bed tightly, her knuckles turning white, her eyes rimmed with red.
Just then, a pink-haired girl pushed through the crowd and walked quickly to the bedside.
"Move aside, let me take a look," Sakura Harunosaid directly.
She skillfully put on a pair of black medical gloves, equipment she had specially made to complement her hands, which possessed astonishing destructive power.
Her eyes were calm, and green Chakra flared from her hands as she quickly pressed them onto Kankuro's chest.
"This girl..." Grandmother Chiyo had just started to speak, but was rendered speechless, astonished by that pure medical Chakra.
"The toxin structure is very complex; it's a mixture of heavy metals and biological toxins."
In just over ten seconds, Sakura Haruno had made her assessment. She turned her head, looking at the assistant beside her with determined eyes. "Prepare a large basin and some hemostatic forceps. I need to perform a physical toxin replacement surgery immediately."
"If we don't remove the large masses of toxin from the organs first, it will be too late even if we have the antidote."
The entire ward immediately became busy.
In the corner, Uzumaki Naruto stood with his arms crossed, leaning against the wall.
Everyone thought he was worried about Kankuro, but this guy's attention had completely drifted from the moment Sakura Haruno put on those black gloves.
His gaze was nailed tightly to those black gloves. In such a serious situation of saving a life, his mind had already flown off to who knows where.
[Pink hair paired with cool, black gloves... this sense of contrast is just too against the rules.]
Sakura Haruno was fully focused on using her Chakra Scalpel to cut through the skin, when she unexpectedly heard this familiar inner voice. Her hand shook, and the scalpel almost slipped.
Damn Naruto! Now is the time to save a life! What on earth is inside your head!
But Naruto's thoughts had only just begun.
Sakura Haruno used Chakra to condense thin tubes, slowly drawing the clumps of blackened toxic blood out of Kankuro's body.
This scene, combined with the thoughts in Naruto's head, suddenly became wrong.
[Tsk, this is drawing another man's fluids out with Sakura's hands... this kind of deep contact, this kind of control over human anatomy...]
[This is the special charm of a Medical Ninja!]
Veins popped on Sakura Haruno's forehead, and sweat slid down her cheeks. She desperately controlled her hands; half because the surgery was difficult, and the other half was purely because she was furious.
[I'm thinking, what if the scene changed, and it wasn't Kankuro lying on the bed, but the handsome me.]
[And Sakura wasn't detoxifying, but performing some special "treatment."]
[She uses those cool, flexible, black-gloved hands to gently trace across my skin, asking in a calm voice: "Naruto, this part is very swollen, do you need me to 'take care' of it for you?"]
[Hiss—!] Naruto couldn't help but gasp in his mind.
[She clearly has an indifferent expression, yet she can freely enter and exit your body; this sense of control... it's even more exciting than pure violence! If that Chakra Scalpel were to slip just a little, or if she did it on purpose...]
[No, can't think about this anymore! If I keep thinking, I'll be pitching a tent in my sweatpants! This isn't just disrespectful to the wounded, it's ruining my image as a gentleman!]
At this moment, Sakura Haruno's face was completely flushed.
Her breathing was rapid, and the phrase "do you need me to 'take care' of it for you" from Naruto's head echoed repeatedly in her ears, making her head buzz.
Shy? Angry? Or maybe a bit of indescribable excitement? Complex emotions caused her Chakrato fluctuate violently, and the Chakra tubes in her hands also began to vibrate unsteadily.
"Not good! This girl has lost her composure!" Grandmother Chiyo, who had been watching the surgery, narrowed her eyes. "In such a delicate surgery, a single shake of the hand means death!"
However, just as Sakura Haruno was about to lose control.
[Ding!] The system prompt sounded precisely.
[Detected that host Sakura Haruno has received a highly shameful fantasy from the core target regarding "abstinent-style black gloves" and "deep contact."]
[System judgment: Under the high pressure of not only needing to save a life but also playing the role of a "cool female doctor" in the mind of her crush, ordinary hands are no longer sufficient. In order not to cut any blood vessels, and also to be able to accurately perform certain special "treatments" in the future...]
[Reward issued: Passive Talent — [God-level Chakra Micro-manipulation · Absolute Stability].]
[Effect description: A true divine doctor remains unflappable even if Mount Tai collapses before them. Even if your face is as red as a monkey's butt, and even if you want to scream because you want to hit someone, your hands will remain like a precision machine, forever absolutely still and accurate. These hands will not tremble due to any shame!]
Hum— A cool, steady power instantly enveloped Sakura Haruno's arms.
This was the power of the rules.
The hands that were trembling due to a chaotic mind just a second ago instantly stilled. It felt very strange; Sakura Haruno felt as if her brain and her hands had separated. Her mind was still thinking about Naruto's messy thoughts, and her face was still burning, but her hands moved on their own, terrifyingly steady.
"This..." Sakura Haruno's pupils constricted.
She tried wielding the Chakra Scalpel.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Those toxic stock solutions attached to the nerve endings, which were extremely difficult to handle, appeared like slow-motion replays in her eyes. With each move of her blade, she was shockingly precise, peeling away the toxins as if cutting tofu, without injuring even a single capillary.
This is [Absolute Stability]!
The high-risk surgery, which would have taken at least an hour, became dazzlingly fast over the next three minutes.
"Done, get a new basin!" Sakura Haruno shouted coldly, her aura fully unleashed.
Basin after basin of black water was carried out, and Kankuro's cyan-purple complexion actually began to turn red, visible to the naked eye.
The surrounding Medical Ninjas were dumbfounded.
Grandmother Chiyo's eyes were narrowed into slits in shock: "This hand speed... is this really something a teenage girl can possess?"
Even Tsunade back in the day probably wasn't this steady at this age, right?
And the culprit of all this, Naruto, was still leaning in the corner, thinking happily to himself:
[Whoa! The speed increased! As expected of Sakura! She must have turned her eager anticipation of giving me a "full-body checkup" into motivation, right?]
[I knew it, her usual violence is just a cover; subconsciously, she really is craving me... These hands, the future is promising!]
Sakura Haruno, who had just finished the surgery and was wiping her sweat, heard this and her legs went weak, almost causing her to fall.
She turned her head abruptly, glaring fiercely at Naruto.
That look contained killing intent, shyness, and four parts of... eager anticipation that she dared not even admit to herself.
"The surgery was a success!" With this announcement, Temari's tightly strung nerves finally relaxed, and she went limp, looking at Sakura Haruno with tears in her eyes: "Thank you... really, thank you, Sakura!"
Sakura Haruno took off the black gloves stained with toxic blood, threw them into the tray, and took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the strange feeling in her heart.
"Don't mention it, Temari. This is for... the friendship between Konoha and Sunagakure."
(Although, in reality, the ability was obtained for a reason she didn't want to admit.)
Grandmother Chiyo looked at Sakura Haruno, then at the blond boy nearby, and shook her head thoughtfully.
"The new generation of Konoha... they really are a bunch of monsters."
Only Naruto, watching the discarded gloves, was still feeling regret: [What a pity about those gloves, they're disposable. Wonder if I can take them back to keep as a collection... Those were life-saving artifacts.]