"Are they treating me like a workhorse?"
Hearing the request, Seimei grumbled internally.
Still, he couldn't refuse.
Not only did he need hands-on experience to further his "Mystical Palm Technique" to level 8, but his usual character wouldn't allow him to turn it down, especially since he still had some energy left.
Fame is a double-edged sword, after all. Sometimes, for the sake of long-term benefits, he had to make temporary concessions.
Luckily, there were some benefits to this task for him; otherwise, Seimei would have been reluctant to part with his chakra.
However, he didn't want to appear too eager. If he agreed too quickly, people might keep asking for help in the future, and that would be annoying.
So, after a long pause—just as the Konoha Chunin in front of him was beginning to fidget—he finally stood up and replied wearily, "Treating the injured, right? Lead the way."
"Uh... right! This way, Seimei-san!"
Following the Chunin, Seimei was led into a large hall within the base.
There, about twenty or thirty wounded lay, while a few medical-nin were working tirelessly.
Seimei glanced around, noting, "Doesn't seem like too many people."
The Konoha Chunin in front replied, "This is just the first group; others are still out on the defensive line."
"I see..."
Seimei murmured, quickly understanding the base commander's caution.
Clearly, they feared that the Mist Ninjas might come back for a surprise attack, so they didn't dare recall everyone at once.
Instead, they opted for rotations, bringing in only the most severely injured for immediate treatment.
And because of this, they had asked for Seimei's help.
Otherwise, given his contributions in the battle, he would surely have been allowed a period of rest.
With these thoughts flashing through his mind, Seimei moved directly to the side of an injured Konoha ninja, rolled up his sleeves, and began inspecting the person's wounds.
The man was unconscious, with various cuts from conventional ninja tools, as well as burns likely caused by explosive tags and Fire Release techniques.
All of this was well within the range of the Mystical Palm Technique.
Without wasting any time, Seimei quickly cleaned the man's wounds before forming hand seals to activate the Mystical Palm Technique.
Immediately, a vibrant green glow enveloped his hands, radiating healing energy.
Placing his hands gently over the wounds, Seimei controlled the Yang Release chakra to seep into the injured cells, stimulating rapid cell division and protein synthesis in the wounded area.
Minutes ticked by.
After roughly fifteen minutes, Seimei finally lifted his hands from the last wound, which had already begun visibly healing.
However, due to severe blood loss, the ninja remained unconscious, and rest was still necessary.
Seimei gestured to two assisting Chunin, saying, "Take him back carefully."
"Understood, leave it to us!"
The two Chunins responded promptly, bringing over a stretcher and carrying the man away.
Watching them depart, Seimei shook his head, took a brief break, and moved on to the next injured ninja.
Examination, diagnosis, and treatment—following the same familiar steps, Seimei quickly completed the treatment.
After having the patient taken away, he started with the third person.
In this efficient rhythm, Seimei treated ten people in just two hours, his work rate at least four to five times that of the other med-nin.
Half of the most severely injured in the hall had been healed by him alone.
This speed was largely due to his highly advanced medical skills.
His perfected "Healing Technique," Level 5 "Chakra Scalpel," and Level 8 "Mystical Palm Technique" were on a level few could reach.
It was this unique combination that enabled such efficiency.
Of course, part of the ease lay in the type of injuries—severe but not overly complex.
If he had encountered a more intricate issue, like bone shards embedding into nerve tissue, even his skills with Mystical Palm wouldn't have sufficed.
In fact, even moderately complex cases could present challenges.
As an example…
Seimei placed both hands over the chest of a wounded man, carefully sensing his internal condition. After a moment, he frowned.
Nearby, a Konoha ninja who seemed to be a friend of the injured man quickly asked, "Seimei-san, is there a problem?"
Seimei withdrew his hands and shook his head. "It's not good. His body is riddled with poison, which requires a specific medical jutsu to purge. For now, I can't remove it."
So it turned out that for something as simple as poison, Seimei found himself at a loss.
"What can we do, then?"
The anxious Konoha ninja asked, clearly worried.
Seimei looked over to a med-nin who had just finished a treatment nearby and called, "Chiyo-senpai, could you come over here?"
Hearing her name, Chiyo raised her head and saw Seimei beckoning her. With a slight smile, she walked over.
Chiyo, aged forty, was the head of the medical team stationed at the forward base and a skilled Tokubetsu Jonin whose medical knowledge and expertise were exceptional.
Most importantly, she had a technique specifically for extracting toxins from a ninja's body.
She approached, asking Seimei with a friendly tone, "Seimei, what do you need?"
Chiyo was very friendly towards him, seeing as he had volunteered his skills to assist their medical unit.
"It's like this..."
Seimei briefly explained the Konoha ninja's condition.
After listening, Chiyo nodded, understanding his request. "So, you're asking if I can use the 'Delicate Illness Extraction Technique' to remove the poison, correct?"
"Yes," Seimei replied, nodding. "The poison has reached his internal organs, so you're the only one who can help."
Indeed, the technique Seimei referred to was the B-rank medical jutsu known as the Delicate Illness Extraction Technique.
This technique allowed the user to sense chaotic chakra within a patient, identifying and extracting poisons or pathogens causing harm.
Among the entire medical team, only Chiyo had mastered this skill.
In other words, only she had a chance of saving this ninja.
"I see..."
After hearing Seimei's words, Chiyo stroked her chin thoughtfully. "Alright, let me take a look first."
She placed her hands on the chest of the Konoha ninja, mirroring Seimei's previous movements as she carefully examined his internal condition.
After a few moments, she withdrew her hands and nodded, "It shouldn't be a problem."
Before Seimei could say anything, the nearby Konoha ninja nearly jumped with excitement.
Seimei shot him a glance, signaling him to stay calm, and then asked, "Is there anything I can assist with?"
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