The Swordsman of the Grim Reaper

Chapter 234 Post-War Comprehensive Rescue Center
After the war, among the institutions that got busy, there is definitely a comprehensive rescue center of the fourth division.

The wounded were brought in from all over the country one after another.

The five dragons turned off used by Oni Yasha caused many wounded and victims.

Seinosuke Yamada wanted to perform surgery on Komamura Zuojin who was the most serious, and the on-site dispatch and command were all on the shoulders of Torutsu Isamu.

She didn't sleep at all last night, and she was stressed in the morning, and she was entangled in so many things.

While talking, the person suddenly fragmented, his eyes became blank, all the voices in his ears disappeared in an instant, and he fell backwards.

She didn't fall on the hard ground, but fell into the fragrant and soft arms, stroked her temple hair from behind, and rubbed her cheeks gently, "Sorry, Yongyin, leave it to me next."

This voice is... Captain Unohana, Shiraishi, you really did it.

With that in mind, she closed her eyes, and a reassuring smile hung on the corner of her mouth.

Unozhihuali's eyes flashed a touch of tenderness, he raised his head, and began to take over the affairs present, commanding the various superior rescue teams, "Don't mix the wounded from each team, try to place them together as much as possible."

Her voice was unhurried, and all the wounded who were sent could see the severity of their injuries at a glance.

The confused Baishi was also assigned a bed.

Almost as soon as he fell down, he couldn't hold his eyelids, and fell asleep directly.

He Uzhihualie was too tired, she was like a fierce horse that never bowed its head, and the rider was either knocked down and trampled, or kept on the horse's back with all his strength.

Staying on horseback gives people a sense of conquest and satisfaction, but the time can't last long, and they are quickly trampled under.

It's also a joy.

But in this case, it is pain and happiness. Only by conquering her can one enjoy the ultimate happiness.

Unfortunately, that was not an easy task.

Most of the time, Baishi was knocked off the horse's back and stayed under the horse's hooves.

Time passed quietly.

The noise of the day was taken away by the night, and the general ambulance station was shrouded in silence.

In the early morning, the first ray of sunlight came in from the window, and the curtains on both sides did not play their due effect.

The light shone on Baishi's face in a daze, so dazzling that he subconsciously turned his head and wanted to continue sleeping.

Gollum.

The belly growled in protest.

Baishi couldn't sleep anymore, he could hold back his urine, and his stomach became hungry, as if there was a hole in his abdomen, which couldn't be filled no matter what.

"Uh." He opened his eyes.

This is the ward of the general emergency room.

Perhaps because of the acting captain, he enjoyed the treatment of a single room, and the beds of other people around him did not have any luxury decorations, just a bedside table with a vase on it and a chrysanthemum inside.

Zanpakuto leaned against the head of the bed.

Not seeing the ringing of the bell, Baishi gave a bad review in his heart, propped up his body with his hands, and slightly released some of his spiritual pressure outward.

Creaking, the door of the ward opened.

The visitor had thick black long hair hanging behind his back, picturesque eyebrows, reddish lips, like delicate cherry tomatoes, tempting to bite.

She didn't come empty-handed, with a large bowl of noodles in her hand, even the soup was red, full of meat and noodles, and occasionally green vegetables could be seen.

"I think you should be hungry." Unozhihuali said with a smile.

Baishi glanced at the noodles, and complained: "As a doctor, don't you think it will affect your health if you give your patients such spicy noodles early in the morning?"

"It's nothing. We're not ordinary people, so it won't affect us. If we don't eat it, I'll give it to others."

Unozhihua Lie turned to leave.

"No, I'll eat."

Baishi hurriedly called to stop, he was already hungry, how could he watch breakfast leave.

Looking at the sky outside, he knew that it was impossible to expect Yinmeng to deliver breakfast.

Unozhihualie handed him the bowl, and he sat on the stool beside the bed, "This is the noodles I made myself, you should have a good taste."

That being said, apart from spiciness, Shiraishi can't taste other flavors.

The soup is spicy, the noodles are spicy, and the meat is also spicy.

He was sweating profusely.

Uozhihualie took out a handkerchief and helped wipe off the sweat from his forehead and cheeks, "Don't worry, no one will fight with you. The soup is my special medicinal soup. If you are not full, it doesn't matter if you drink it all."

Baishi picked it up quickly, and took a big gulp, "Huh, huh."

Burns like fire in the body.

He continued to gobble it up, and finally finished a big bowl of noodles, even the soup.

The lost spiritual pressure is rapidly recovering, allowing him to get rid of the trouble of physical and kidney deficiency.

Baishi immediately jumped out of bed, stretched comfortably, and exhaled towards Chaoyang, "I finally came back to life."

"Isn't it very arrogant to talk yesterday."

Uozhihualie's eyes were crescent-shaped with a smile, and he pointed out: "In the end, it's not that I've been softened, and I can't be hardened."

"Ahem," Baishi coughed in embarrassment, turned around and said, "Yesterday you took advantage of others' danger and tried again if you had the ability."

Unozhihua Lie smiled and said: "No, as I said, the passion of fighting is only in the moment. If you miss it and want to meet again, you have to look at your hard work and the most important luck."

"Aren't you so naive as to think that everything will be fine in the future if you have a skin-to-skin relationship?"

"That's just a momentary thought, it doesn't mean anything."

She got up from the stool, picked up the bowl in her hand, and said, "If it's okay, you can go back to the [-]th team. During this time, everyone should be very busy."

Baishi shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile on his face: "I didn't expect you to be so stubborn, hehe, I want you to understand what a real man is in the next battle."

"Hehe," Uzhihua Lie showed a smile on his face, blinked and said, "I look forward to your performance."

Shiraishi was in high spirits.

Climbing the peak is certainly a tiring thing, but the beautiful scenery above the peak is enough to attract people to sweat and work hard.

He grabbed the Zanpakuto leaning against the bed, put it on his waist, and walked outside.

There are very few people in the corridor, and Uzhihualiu is no longer here.

Oncoming is a man wearing glasses, holding visiting flowers and a bag of fruit.

"Good morning, Captain Shiraishi, are you here to visit the injured team member?"

Aizen greeted with a smile.

Baishi cursed bad luck in his heart, and said, "I'm a patient, just discharged from here."

Aizen didn't care about his indifference, and said with a smile: "It was really dangerous yesterday, Gui Yasha actually used phantoms to deceive us there, fortunately, it didn't cause too much damage.

This is all thanks to Captain Shiraishi and you guys. "

"..."

Shiraishi was dumbfounded.

What does this say?
He thought for a while, and he seemed to follow Uzhi Hanaretsu to see Yamamoto Genryuzai yesterday.

After that, my memory is not very clear, I am too tired, and I don't bother to pay attention to many things.

So there was an attack on Seireitei?

Seeing his expression as if he didn't know anything, Aizen became more curious, "Why are you injured?"

"A little surprise."

Baishi didn't want to elaborate, "I have something to do, so let's go first."

"Yeah." Aizen nodded and continued walking.

　ps: I just subscribed to the last wind vane and I was still so happy, and then I received the news of my dad's cerebral infarction, paralyzed, this fucking life.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)