Konoha: Rebooting Life of a Medical Ninja

Yi Zhicheng didn't know why he made such a choice.

To save the rope tree?

To be honest, the two just met each other on a few occasions, and there was no bond between them.

He never thought of himself as a good guy.

perhaps…

He just simply doesn't like the feeling of being controlled...

Think about the previous life, but it was just a black household without a visa in the neon country, and was often threatened by the boss of the underworld to do this and that, without any respect.

Will it happen again in this life?

He is free, not a domestic animal.

…

Monzaemon was paid by Yi Zhicheng again, on the pretext that he needed a test subject for the final experiment before the operation.

Monzaemon didn't have the slightest doubt, and went out happily.

At this time, only the Great Elder was staring at Yi Zhicheng.

"This kid is definitely plotting something bad, left the door, you must be careful." The elder who had been cheated once always maintained this attitude, and was vigilant against any behavior of Yi Zhicheng.

The clock ticked, the Great Elder looked at it, and Yi Zhicheng was still sitting in front of the workbench observing the microscope.

But it's time for Kushina to wake up, and Monzaemon's ability to administer medicine is astonishing. He can control Kushina to wake up on time every time, and even the body's gradual drug resistance can be accurately calculated.

Although Monzaemon has also complained many times, just use the brain sealing technique and forget it once and for all. My own medicine is collected bit by bit by myself, and every drop is very precious.

The Great Elder naturally disagreed. Sometimes he felt that Monzaemon had split into two people, but in fact he himself was not.

In order to survive, half of him killed his fellow clan by any means, abandoned all principles, betrayed his family, and betrayed the secret arts of the Uzumaki clan.

This half of him is 100% loyal to Monzaemon, because only by the side of this real villain can he feel that his crimes are not so serious. Only Monzaemon will tell him that everything he does is worthless. That's right.

And the other half of him, after seeing Kushina, the great-granddaughter he once loved the most, revived his conscience. Every word of Kushina made him feel that he should live like a People should contribute to the country of the vortex again.

Compared to Monzaemon's suspicions, the Great Elder was really torn apart.

"Old man..." Kushina's weak voice sounded from the next cell.

The Great Elder immediately ran over with the prepared food, and now he no longer transformed into a vase, because he had found a new excuse for his identity: in order to save Kushina, he voluntarily became a slave of Monzaemon, At the same time, the body was restored.

"Kushina...you're awake...don't worry, the day after tomorrow at the most, Houtenmonzaemon will let you out." The Great Elder comforted Kushina with food.

"But... old man... what do you do..." Jiu Xinnai had been sleeping almost every day during this period, and his muscular body could not use any strength, and it was a bit difficult to speak.

"Don't worry about the old man... After you go out, you must escape back to Konoha." The elder wiped away his tears.

"No... old man... I can't leave you alone, let's find a way to escape together, as long as we defeat Monzaemon..."

"No, no, don't do stupid things. You don't know Monzaemon's strength at all. Even Hokage might not be able to do anything about him. Just run away alone... The old man has lived for more than a hundred years, Enough is enough."

Jiuxinna wanted to say something more, but suddenly Yi Zhicheng sneered from the next door.

"Even if you trade freedom for a stupid girl, what's the use? I've already got the body of Senju Nawaki, which is the ultimate body... How long does it take for a life to grow? And I only need to take away everything from him." ten minutes…"

"Shut up!!" The Great Elder almost screamed and jumped out of the cell, approaching Yi Zhicheng's ear, holding a phantom chakra in the shape of a heart in his hand, as long as it is crushed, Yi Zhicheng's The heart will also be shredded by the sealing spell.

"I don't care what you're thinking, if you say one more word, I'll kill you right now! Monzaemon can't save you!"

"I just want to help you consolidate your great image... I can't say anything unfavorable about you." Yi Zhicheng sticks out his tongue, revealing the curse mark of the curse root of his tongue, with innocent eyes.

"Shut up! I know you're plotting against Jiu Xinnai, but you think it through, your life is in my hands, so be honest..." the Great Elder threatened viciously.

"OK, OK, I'll shut up." Yi Zhicheng waved his hand honestly.

"Old man..." Kushina's weak and eager voice sounded in the next cell.

"Hmph! Remember! Shut up!" The Great Elder viciously pinched the heart-shaped Chakra.

Yi Zhicheng immediately turned pale, a mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth, and fell to the ground twitching.

The Great Elder also hurried back to the cell.

"Old man... Naoshu... Has Naoshu been caught?" Kushina eagerly grabbed the elder's hand.

"No...no, don't listen to that bastard's nonsense." The Great Elder quickly defended.

"No, old man, don't lie to me... Ahem... Naoshu must have been caught... You can't let them kill Naoshu, he is my younger brother..."

"No, they won't kill Shengshu..." The great elder was sweating profusely, and his hatred for Yi Zhicheng deepened.

And would Yi Zhicheng say such a sentence for no reason?

He never does superfluous things.

Monzaemon is an extremely cautious guy, it is absolutely impossible to leave the potion to Yi Zhicheng, so he can only configure it himself.

Fortunately, Monzaemon's workbench is still placed in the experimental base. After all, it is troublesome to take in and out of the sealed scroll every time, and it will damage the durability of the scroll.

It's just that he doesn't allow anyone to touch his workbench, and there are countless seal traps and poison traps on it. The medicine box is opened in different ways, and the medicines taken out are even different.

Based on yesterday's observation, Yi Zhicheng forcibly memorized every detail of how Monzaemon took the medicine. He took out the ingredients for the Vicious Widow Potion from hundreds of medicine boxes, but did not trigger any mechanism at all, even The consumed medicine will also be replenished with water to ensure that there is nothing missing in appearance.

The old man Monzaemon is too cautious, Yi Zhicheng must be more cautious.

And the "alchemist talent" drawn by the bad doctor point yesterday also gave him stronger medicine refining skills than Monzaemon.

Monzaemon's ability to make poison was developed from scratch, and he also studied puppet art. Most of his abilities are in the efficacy and properties of medicine. The opponent's method can be said to be very primitive and rough, so the configuration It took a full hour for a tube of potion.

Yi Zhicheng's alchemist talent is different, he is a true master of alchemy, he heats and catalyzes, shakes and separates, precipitates and extracts, and with both hands, it only takes two and a half minutes to concoct a tube of Vicious Widow Potion.

After the preparation of the medicine was completed, Yi Zhicheng did not stop the work in hand, but opened several drawers in succession to prepare another medicine, which took another 4 minutes.

Putting back all the configuration tools, not even daring to make a mistake in the position of a hair, every step is like dancing with the tip of a knife, and the quarrel next door is still ringing.

"I hope that silly girl can understand my hint..."

Yi Zhicheng took a deep breath, swallowed the vicious widow's medicine in one gulp, grabbed the scalpel without hesitation, and cut into his chest.

He had already thought clearly that it was impossible to break the Great Elder's heart seal with his own sealing skills.

The only thing you can do is to add a heart to yourself, not to change your heart, but to add a heart.

There were still three minutes left, and Yi Zhicheng had to complete the operation on himself within three minutes.

It's not that he hadn't thought about this plan before, but he was the only one who could perform this operation. He couldn't complete this difficult operation while enduring severe pain and hypoxic dizziness while losing his heart.

Now is the chance.

And the quarrel next door has gradually evolved into the elder elder forcing Jiu Xinnai to take the medicine so that she can spend these two days in peace.

The scalpel is very sharp, it cuts the muscles, cuts the ribs, and sees the beating heart exposed to the outside, tightly wrapped with complicated seal runes, but Yi Zhicheng can't feel any pain, but his thoughts are still clear. It is the effect of the Vicious Widow Potion.

Cerebral ischemia will cause dizziness in one minute, shock in two minutes, and death in four minutes. Yi Zhicheng has tried many times in human experiments, and none of them can complete the operation within one minute.

I can only find another way, install an extra heart for myself, and with the blood supply of my own heart, I don't have to worry about the lack of oxygen in the brain and lose consciousness. The success of the operation is even greater.

The heart that Yi Zhicheng chose to transplant came from a young Senshou clansman, who was **** with Shengshu and dissected as an experiment target. Fortunately, it was Monzaemon's own hands, which also made him less Psychological burden~www.novelmt.com~ The reason why I chose the heart of the Thousand-handed clan instead of the heart of the Uzumaki clan is that apart from the matching blood type, there is another reason that the heart of the Thousand-handed clan is very strong!

The super recovery power of the whirlpool family comes from the X-red blood cells of the liver.

However, the strong body and resilience of the Qianshou clan come from the support of heart power.

three minutes.

As soon as the operation started, Jiu Xinnai's struggling sound became weaker and weaker. It was obvious that the elder had subdued her.

"Old man...save the rope tree...please..."

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... Jiuxinna... The old man is really helpless..." The elder elder burst into tears.

Yi Zhicheng didn't feel nervous at all, spread out his ten fingers, and a chakra silk thread popped out from each finger, pulling the scalpel, scissors, hemostat, tweezers, gauze...

Like a precise medical robot, all the medical instruments danced with his fingers, cut a gap in the aorta of the heart, transplanted the thousand-handed family's heart, and quickly closed the wound with healing techniques.

Then there is the pulmonary artery, the superior vena cava...

This requires not only superb medical technology, but also unconstrained structural thinking, and a clear understanding of the principles of cardiac blood transfusion, so that the two hearts can work for themselves at the same time.

In order to avoid rejection, he chose to temporarily degrade the new heart so that it almost stopped working, and it was not easy for the immune system to detect the invasion of foreign objects.

It's three minutes.

The Great Elder looked at Yi Zhicheng's back sitting in front of the workbench, and cursed viciously: "You bastard... I should cut off your tongue!"

If he walked up to Yi Zhicheng and took a look, he might still see Yi Zhicheng connecting his ribs back to his body.