OBS Chapter 839 This kind of thing is impossible
Chapter 839 This kind of thing is impossible
Zhang Hai's hand paused slightly, and his eyes instantly turned sharp.
"I will never let this happen."
If a genius as brilliant as Mei Terumi were to become a cripple because of this foolish journey to find her husband, it would not only be a loss for Kirigakure, but also the greatest irony for her, his "savior".
"Slug, you're in charge of maintaining her vital signs and stopping the bleeding. Leave the rest to me."
Zhang Hai turned and walked to the bookshelf, pulling out several thick notebooks. They were precious manuscripts left by Tsunade on the repair of severe trauma.
He activated his Sharingan and flipped through the documents at an astonishing speed. The complex meridian diagrams, bone reconstruction plans, and drug ratio data were etched into his mind like flowing water.
"Although I don't have Tsunade's abnormal Yang Release chakra, I have these eyes."
A few minutes later, Zhang Hai closed his notebook, took a deep breath, and his eyes shone with confidence and focus.
"The treatment plan has been finalized. Surgery to begin."
He walked to the operating table, and the chakra scalpel in his hand lit up again, but this time, the light was more stable and sharper.
"Bear with it, girl. Once you get through this, you'll be reborn."
Inside the laboratory, a huge cylindrical glass treatment chamber occupies the central position.
Zhang Hai's fingers flew as he dropped packets of finely ground medicinal powder into the pool at the bottom of the cabin. As he placed his palm against the cabin wall, pale blue chakra flowed in like an electric current, quickly turning the originally clear water into a vibrant pale green. The water temperature also began to rise slowly, and a mist carrying the fragrance of herbs began to rise.
Hydrotherapy?
The slug perched on Zhang Hai's shoulder wiggled its antennae, its tone tinged with surprise, "Lord Zhang Hai, this ancient treatment is the most time-consuming and chakra-intensive of all medical methods. Although it's gentle and unlikely to leave any aftereffects, it's extremely taxing on the practitioner's energy. You're still injured; are you really going to choose this option?"
Zhang Hai didn't stop what he was doing, his eyes focused and firm: "Her meridians and bones are extremely fragile. Even the slightest bit of harsh treatment could cause a second collapse. Only this gentle and subtle approach can reshape her bones while preserving her bloodline limit talent."
He turned around and gently began to untie the layers of bandages covering Mei Terumi's body.
As the bandages slipped off, the girl's scarred yet still beautiful body was once again revealed to the air. Without the slightest hesitation, Zhang Hai carefully lifted her up and gently placed her into the treatment chamber filled with medicinal liquid, then secured her limbs with specially made soft straps.
"You seem quite interested in this girl," the slug said, a hint of gossip in his voice. "Is it just because she's pretty?"
"Don't make wild guesses." Zhang Hai glanced at it, placed his palm on Mei Terumi's chest, and began to guide the medicinal power. "A few years ago in Kirigakure, if it weren't for her, I would be dead. I've always remembered this debt."
"So you're my savior." The slug seemed relieved. "Then I will definitely cooperate with you in the best of my ability, Lord Zhang Hai."
"here we go."
Zhang Hai's eyes narrowed, and a gentle yet powerful green chakra erupted from his palm.
slam-la-
As if summoned, the pale green liquid inside the chamber began to form tiny spiral vortices centered on Mei Terumi's body. These hot and potent liquids forcefully penetrated her countless pores and wounds, reaching deep into her damaged bone marrow.
"Well--!!!"
Mei Terumi, who was in a deep coma, suddenly opened her eyes under this soul-stirring stimulation.
The feeling was like countless red-hot needles simultaneously piercing every inch of your bones and stirring wildly inside.
"It hurts... ouch!!!"
A piercing scream echoed through the laboratory. Mei Terumi's body tensed instantly, but she was held firmly by the restraints, only able to convulse violently in the water. Her pretty face was contorted with extreme pain, her once rosy lips turned deathly pale, and large beads of sweat mixed with water droplets rolled down her cheeks.
The inhuman torture made her feel as if she were in the eighteenth level of hell, with every second stretched into countless centuries.
"Zhang Hai... I can't go on... I'm going to die... Save me..."
She stared desperately at the figure outside the glass capsule, her eyes unfocused and filled with the terror of death. The feeling that her life force was being forcibly stripped away and then reassembled gave her the illusion that she was about to collapse.
Seeing her pitiful state, Zhang Hai's heart tightened, as if something had gripped it tightly. But he knew he couldn't stop now.
"Don't be afraid! Look at me!"
Zhang Hai's voice, transmitted clearly and firmly through a specially designed sound transmission device, reached Terumi Mei's ears: "I'm here! I'm right here! You won't die! I promise you, I will absolutely not let you die!"
He increased the intensity of his chakra transmission, veins bulging on his forehead, and sweat dripping down his chin.
"Slug! Stabilize her heartbeat!"
"Yes!"
The slug's clones clung tightly to Mei Terumi's shoulders and chest, releasing a large amount of Yang Release chakra to forcibly sustenance her teetering consciousness.
"Waaaaah...it hurts so much...please...give me that...that red pill..."
Mei Terumi cried out, her reason long since crumbling before the excruciating pain. She remembered that blissful feeling from before, her only lifeline now. "Give me one…just one…I can't take it anymore…"
Zhang Hai's hand trembled slightly, and a hint of reluctance flashed in his eyes.
But he gritted his teeth and coldly refused: "No! Absolutely not!"
"Why..." Mei Terumi cried out in despair, "Do you want to kill me with pain..."
"I've already added a trace amount of pain-relieving ingredients to the medicine! If I give you that hibiscus pill on top of that, the two drugs will clash, and once the effects wear off, the backlash will cause pain ten times stronger than it is now! Your nerves will be burned off, you'll become an idiot, or you might even die from the pain!"
Zhang Hai roared, trying to rouse her from her stern state, "Do you want to become a cripple? Terumi Mei! Hold on!"
However, this rational explanation seemed so pale and powerless to the girl who was suffering excruciating pain.
"I don't care... I don't want treatment anymore... Let me go... Let me die... It hurts too much..."
Mei Terumi had begun to ramble incoherently, and her eyes were starting to glaze over—a sign that her mental state was about to collapse.
Zhang Hai's heart sank to the bottom.