Qingyun received a new task from the system, and his face lit up with joy. Then, seeing Tsunade looking at him expectantly, Qingyun nodded: "Okay, I'll follow the teacher's arrangement. I'll go to work at the Ninja Hospital, so what about the Ninja School?"
Tsunade was delighted to see Qingyun agreed.
After hearing Qingyun's words, he immediately said, "Don't worry, I'll go talk to you at the Ninja School.
With your current strength, you won't learn anything at the Ninja School.
Why don't you follow me to the Ninja Hospital to help? This will not only improve your proficiency in using medical ninjutsu, but also improve your ability to control Chakra, which is like killing two birds with one stone."
Qingyun nodded after hearing this. It was boring to stay in the ninja school anyway, so he might as well go to the ninja hospital with Tsunade to treat the wounded.
After Tsunade agreed on a time with Qingyun, he took the reluctant Kushina back, leaving Qingyun and Namikaze Minato to clean up the mess.
"Brother, do you really want to go to the Ninja Hospital with Tsunade-senpai? If so, won't I be the only one in the Ninja School from now on?"
Namikaze Minato said reluctantly to Qingyun while cleaning up the dishes.
Qingyun heard this and smiled: "I am only going to the Ninja Hospital to treat the wounded, not to go out of the village to carry out a mission. I come back here to sleep every day, and I also practice here. Why do you have to act like a little girl?"
After hearing Qingyun's explanation, Namikaze Minato scratched his head and laughed embarrassedly!
After clearing away the dishes, Qingyun and Namikaze Minato began to practice Hunyuan Gong.
At this time, what the two of them must do every day is to practice Hunyuan Gong instead of sleeping. Practicing for one night can make them more energetic than 8 hours of deep sleep.
Nothing happened that night. The next morning, Qingyun got up early and prepared lunch boxes for both of them. After exercising for a while, he slowly walked towards the Ninja Hospital carrying the lunch box on his back.
Soon, Qingyun arrived at the Ninja Hospital and looked around curiously at this place which was very different from the hospital in his previous life.
"Little brother, what are you doing here? Are you looking for someone? Tell me, maybe I can help you find the person you are looking for."
A girl wearing a nurse's uniform and looking cute came to Qingyun, squatted down, looked at Qingyun and said.
Qingyun looked at the girl and explained helplessly: "I am indeed looking for someone. Teacher Tsunade asked me to come to the Ninja Hospital today to help treat the wounded. If you know where Teacher Tsunade is, please take me there.
Also, please don't call me little brother, I'm already grown up."
After hearing Qingyun's words, the girl Sakura opened her peach-like mouth into an O shape and looked at Qingyun with an incredible expression.
Qingyun felt uncomfortable being stared at by the girl, so he waved his hand in front of the girl, waking her up.
"Are you sure what you say is true?"
After being awakened by Qingyun, the girl blushed and then asked.
Qingyun nodded, indicating that he was not lying.
When the girl saw Qingyun nod, she reluctantly believed him this time and took Qingyun towards Tsunade's office.
Soon, the girl arrived at Tsunade's office and knocked on the door. Tsunade's tired voice came from inside: "Come in."
The girl opened the door and bowed to Tsunade, "Sir Tsunade, I'm sorry to bother you. This little brother said you asked him to help treat the wounded. I brought him to you to confirm."
Tsunade looked at Qingyun beside the girl, and a smile appeared on her tired face: "Masako, Qingyun is indeed my student, please bring him here, and leave him to me now! You go and do your own thing."
"Yes, Master Tsunade."
Upon hearing this, Masako suppressed her surprise, bowed, and left the office.
"Teacher sister, did you not sleep last night?"
Qing Yun asked curiously, seeing Tsunade's tired face.
Hearing this, Tsunade nodded and yawned: "There are too many wounded. We treated some of the serious ones last night. You came just in time. Tsutomu, this is your work clothes. Put them on and start treating the wounded!"
Tsunade threw a small white coat and motioned Qingyun to put it on.
Upon hearing this, Qingyun put down his lunch box, took the white coat and put it on.
Tsunade saw Qingyun changed his clothes, led Qingyun out of the office, and came to a place of wailing after many twists and turns.
Qingyun looked at the many wounded soldiers lying in the open space. His pupils shrank and then returned to normal.
"These wounded have been treated simply. Now you use Healing Jutsu one by one to help them recover faster."
Tsunade instructed Qingyun.
Qingyun frowned when he heard this: "Teacher sister, although Healing Jutsu can help them heal their wounds faster, the cost is excessive cell division, which will greatly reduce their lifespan."
Tsunade rolled her eyes after hearing Qingyun's words: "Don't I know? But now the battlefield is tense.
If they don't recover and return to the battlefield as soon as possible, the front line will be tight.
Those elders will propose to let some students of the ninja school graduate early to ensure that the front line is not lost.
Don't worry, they have agreed to this treatment plan."
After hearing what Tsunade said, Qingyun sighed in his heart, said no more, and began to use Healing Jutsu on the wounded one by one to speed up the healing of their wounds.
Tsunade looked at Qingyun's skillful operation and nodded with satisfaction. After confirming that Qingyun did not make any mistakes, Tsunade turned around and left with peace of mind.
Qingyun focused on helping the wounded recover from their injuries. When their internal strength was exhausted, they sat cross-legged on the spot to meditate and restore their internal strength.
"Little brother, what an amazing Healing Jutsu. Are you Master Tsunade's successor?"
A middle-aged ninja with a scar on his face and a wound on his chest caused by an explosive talisman looked at Qingyun and asked with a smile.
Hearing this, Qingyun looked up at the ninja curiously. He found that although he was just a Chūnin, he was so seriously injured but did not wail like the others. A trace of admiration flashed in Qingyun's heart: "Yes, my name is Qingyun, uncle, lie down, I will start to help you recover now."
As he spoke, Qingyun began to gather internal energy in his hands, and circulated the internal energy according to the flow of Healing Jutsu. After a while, a green light appeared in Qingyun's hand, and Qingyun pressed his palm on the middle-aged man's chest.
The wounds of middle age began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The middle-aged man who was being treated by Qingyun's Healing Jutsu felt a cool sensation in his chest and couldn't help but groan.
"Xiao Qingyun, your Healing Jutsu is already comparable to some medical Jōnin, that's great. Next time I get hurt, I'll ask you to help me heal."
Qingyun wiped the sweat from his head after hearing this, and said with a faint smile: "Although I don't hope to see you again, if you need anything, you can always find me."
The middle-aged man was stunned when he heard this, and then a smile appeared on his face: "Haha, not bad little guy."
Qingyun smiled and said nothing. After calming down for a while, he continued with the next treatment.
A day passed quickly, and Qingyun treated more than thirty seriously injured people.
As evening approached, Qingyun's palms seemed to grow thicker, and his tendons and veins ached slightly. This was an aftereffect of the internal force constantly flowing through the meridians in his hands.
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