Invert Negative Attributes From Hokage

Ji Li's mood gradually changed from anger to grief.

The most embarrassing thing was that she didn't have the strength to resist, so she passively allowed Watanabe to do whatever she wanted.

Before that, she never imagined that Watanabe was such a person. Fortunately, she also regarded Watanabe as her best disciple. She was blind and misunderstood him...

"The wound is indeed here."

Watanabe's voice sounded again, with a tone of relief.

Ok?

Wound?

Was he looking for wounds for me?

Zhili, who was in grief and anger, was stunned for a while.

Then she heard Watanabe say to himself, "Although I don't know how to do ninjutsu, the wound must be treated first."

Ji Li suddenly realized, after reacting, the anger in his heart dissipated in an instant.

She misunderstood. She is not blind, and Watanabe is not a beast who deceives his teachers and destroys his ancestors.

but……

Thinking of his wound being exposed in front of Watanabe at this moment, and the chill in the air, Jiri still couldn't help feeling ashamed.

……

……

At this moment, Watanabe frowned, carefully examining Jiri's wound.

Previously, when his soul body was attached to Zhili, he had experienced Zhili's physical condition first-hand. At that time, he clearly felt a severe pain piercing the bone from his right chest, so he concluded that it was the injured part of Zhili.

Watanabe is very clear that what Jiri needs now is medical treatment. If her injuries are not handled properly, even if she is brought back to Konoha, she will become a corpse on the way.

"That **** Hanzo really doesn't pay attention."

Watanabe couldn't help but curse.

I saw that on the surface of Zhili's fair and beautiful skin, there was an additional finger-length wound. The skin around the wound was festering, and black pus and blood continued to flow out, which looked shocking.

Fortunately, Konoha's medical technology is very advanced. If you find a medical ninja to do it later, there should be no scars.

"Normal wounds don't bleed pus and blood, so Hanzo must have smeared poison on the weapon."

Watanabe guessed, and then he started to clean up, tearing off a corner of his clothes and wiping the pus and blood flowing from the wound.

……

"What is he doing?"

The moment Watanabe touched the wound, Jiri was stunned.

She had never shown that kind of place to others, and she had never been touched. Watanabe was the first person to meet her.

Although the misunderstanding has now been clarified, and Jiri understands that Watanabe has no bad intentions, and is simply cleaning up his wounds, she still can't accept it.

She really wanted to tell Watanabe, don't worry about my wound, I'm definitely not saved from the poison of the sansho fish, even if you bandage the wound, it's useless, unless you can get the antidote from Hanzo...

"Why is this pus and blood more and more wiped?"

Watanabe said worriedly. As soon as he wiped off a patch of pus and blood on his front foot, another stream flowed out from the wound on his hind foot, like a faucet.

In a hurry, Watanabe increased his wiping force.

……

"what!"

Jerry felt that if she could speak now, she would be screaming.

It is both painful and embarrassing.

You don't need to touch it, why do you work so hard?

That's my meat, not dough!

Watanabe didn't know that Jiri was awake at this time, and he was still wiping the pus and blood on his own.

"Hurry up, you idiot!"

Ji Li was no longer ashamed, but was about to cry in pain.

The wound was originally festering because of the poisoning, and Watanabe rubbed it twice, and it was so painful that it was unbearable.

Jiri felt that Watanabe was not saving her, but torturing her. She really wanted to talk. I begged Watanabe to stop saving herself. If you can't save me, give me a happy death!

Just when Jiri felt like he was going to be rubbed off—

"No, these pus and blood can't be wiped clean."

Watanabe let out a long breath and stopped, realizing that he was doing nothing.

Ji Li burst into tears.

Fool! Rebel! idiot! You have stopped.

Watanabe pondered: "We have to think of other ways."

Zhili: "..."

Please don't think of a way, just let me die with dignity! I'm serious!

Jiri had never wanted to die like this in his life. He felt that falling into the hands of Watanabe was worse than falling into the hands of Hanzo.

At this time, she heard Watanabe thinking to himself again, "Mr. Jiri is undoubtedly the poison of Chu Hanzo. As long as the poison is still in her body, it will continue to produce pus and blood."

Ji Li felt hopeless and helpless in his heart.

Did you finally find out?

There is no way to cure my poison, let me die!

Watanabe continued to analyze: "So in order to completely solve the pus and blood, the poison must be sucked out of the body of the teacher..."

There is a disciple who wants to save her so much, and Jiri doesn't know whether she should cry or laugh. Anyway, if she is back in her prime now, she won't be named Uchiha unless she beats Watanabe and doesn't even recognize Tsunade.

She felt that Watanabe was really stupid. She knew that she had been poisoned by Hanzo, so instead of trying to find a way to get the antidote from Hanzo, she kept tossing herself.

Hanzo's poison, of course, can only be cured by Hanzo's antidote, how can it be sucked out...

and many more!

Suck! ?

Jiri suddenly had an ominous foreboding.

Watanabe's solemn voice sounded in his ears at the right time: "As long as the drug is sucked out, Jiri-sensei will at least be able to get out of danger~www.readwn.com~ He fixed his eyes on Jiri's bleeding wound, as if standing on his feet. some kind of big resolution.

"Although it's a bit dirty, but in order to manage the teacher, there's nothing I can do, it's just a little dirty..."

Jerry was terrified.

What exactly do you want to do!

What is dirty or not, I am not dirty!

"Bah!"

Watanabe spit hard.

An indescribable sense of unease flooded Zhiri's heart.

Well, why are you spitting!

I warn you not to come here!

Watanabe lowered his head and approached the wound.

Chili: ╭(°A°`)╮

uh-

……

……

I do not know how long it has been.

"Bah! Bah! Bah!"

Watanabe stood up, spit a dozen saliva on the ground in a row, and wiped the black blood on the corner of his mouth with his sleeve.

As for Zhili, she was completely numb.

My mind is blank, my heart is blank and empty, I don't think about anything, and I don't want to remember anything.

The six reincarnations of life and death are not worth mentioning.

Watanabe: "Although it was a bit difficult, I finally cleaned up the pus and blood."

When Zhili heard the words, there was no hesitation in his heart, and he even wanted to laugh a little.

Ha ha.

That's it, tired, destroy it.

Whatever you do, you disobedient, whatever you like, I'm rotten anyway.

"Then you can bandage the wound."

Watanabe took off his clothes, tore them into long strips to use as gauze, carefully bandaged Jiri's wound, and then sparsely helped her put on clothes.

The warm spring light that reflected the dark woods was sealed.