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Red Nara

I've got more interesting stuff on patreon patreon.com/Chill76 The protagonist is an accidental time traveler - he didn't wait, didn't guess, only dreamed, but ended up in history, which he didn't pay much attention to. He was just lucky with his lineage. Ryo is a new member of the Nara clan, from the Uzumaki lineage on his father's side, and it so happened that he was born not at the beginning of the known plot, but more than three decades and two world wars later. Now he has to figure out how to get out of this situation however he can. I've got more interesting stuff on patreon patreon.com/Chill76

l_legolas · Komik
Peringkat tidak cukup
354 Chs

Chapter 35

The arriving Anko handed me a large wooden cup decorated with some flowers, which clearly hadn't been used for its intended purpose before, judging by the thin layer of dust inside. Wiping the cup with a cloth, I activated the seal in my mouth and filled it about two-thirds full, earning an admiring sigh from the little observer, then crumbled five pills into the water.

After thinking for a moment, I took out another blood pill and added it as well. Unlike ordinary blood-creating pills, which have the unpleasant side effect of draining the body's resources to restore lost blood, mine stimulate the overall condition and provide energy for more effective self-healing without taking anything in return. Just what was needed in this case along with the food pills.

Raising the girl's head, I made her drink all the liquid, then began more direct methods of recovery.

The first and most important issue was the lack of chakra, without which the body simply cannot function properly. Unfortunately, that's the law of this world. And given the state of the source, there was little hope for self-restoration.

In fact, the entire appearance of the energy and damaged source literally screamed of inadequate care during pregnancy — Anko had likely drained it almost dry during her development, and after birth, no one seemed to have bothered to mitigate the consequences for the girl, who had abruptly stopped being a kunoichi.

Most likely, Akiko gave birth either at home or in a regular hospital for ordinary people. The most appalling thing was that the girl had huge potential — otherwise, she wouldn't have survived even a year with such a miserable condition of her keirakukei, and the simple ignorance of the young parents nearly cost the mother her life. I doubt she will ever fully recover, even with my help. I might as well hang a huge sign on the hospital wall at the entrance to make sure no one misses it.

Sighing, I began to channel chakra drop by drop into the source, stimulating its function, while using my other hand to infuse the organs with medical chakra. For the most part, nothing else needed to be done at the moment, as the exhaustion of all types cannot be considered injuries.

To keep the body alive, resources are needed, which I was gradually restoring. It may not be a very complex task, but it's also important not to overdo it, especially with my dense chakra, otherwise, I might end up harming the girl instead of helping.

After about four hours, I was satisfied that Akiko was not going to die anytime soon and allowed myself to relax a bit and pay attention to the little one, who hadn't bothered me at all. Anko was found on the other side of the bed, peacefully snoozing next to her mother. What a smart girl! She figured out that it was better not to disturb me.

Stretching and cracking my stiff joints, I found the cup on the floor and made another batch of the energy drink, then woke the patient who had almost immediately fallen asleep after the start of the procedures.

— Drink.

After finishing the second cup of water and visibly brightening up, the kunoichi even tried to sit up, but I gave her a sharp tap on the forehead, forcing her to resume a horizontal position.

— Lie down, — I commanded in a soft but unyielding tone.

— Who... are you?

— Ryo Nara, iryō-nin, brought here by Anko from the orphanage, — I decided to clarify immediately, — which is why you're still among the living.

— Why...? — the sick woman whispered.

— Why am I helping? That's a rather complicated question, — I scratched my head thoughtfully, then smiled widely, — probably just couldn't turn away, looking into the hopeful eyes of this little one.

— Anko-chan?

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