Chapter 811： transplant

Police Force Building.

With glasses on, Shisui is drawing up a patrol schedule for the next month in his office.

Since he joined the police force, ninjas from the Uchiha clan in the team have spontaneously gathered under him, trying to fight against Kakashi and the ordinary players he recruited.

It is a pity that Zhishui is a young boy with no emotions, and their expectations are destined to fail.

No, Shisui is planning to let Uchiha's team members and ordinary team members patrol together so that the two sides can deepen their understanding during the patrol and eliminate the gap.

As for the protests of the people below, Shishui can push it to Kakashi, saying that this is Kakashi's arrangement, so that he can continue to lead the Uchiha players and cooperate with Kakashi in the yin and yang.

咚咚咚.

There was a knock on the door outside the office.

"Please come in." Zhishui pushed his eyes on the bridge of his nose and said, raising his head.

"Captain Zhishui, Anbe is here, saying that Naruto-sama is asking you to go to the Anbe building." It was a member of the Uchiha clan who came in.

"I see." Zhishui got up immediately.

"Captain Shisui, will there be a conspiracy?" Uchiha Ninja looked worried.

Zhishui sighed slightly. It is clear that the Fuyue patriarch has become a consultant to the village, but these ‘elite’ in the family will always involuntarily worry that the fourth generation of Hokage will deal with them.

This kind of persecution delusion sometimes makes Shishui extremely tired and even out of breath.

"Don't worry, it's okay." Shishui smiled and comforted him, then quickly left.

...

Half an hour later, Anbu Building.

When Shishui arrived here, he was taken to a secret room.

Shishui had also mixed in the dark part before, so he knew that this was an inspection room and occasionally served as a laboratory.

Pushing the door and entering, Zhishui saw Bofeng Water Gate, Dark Force Eagle, Cold Wind, and an Anbe Ninja wearing a mask.

"Master Hokage, Master Eagle, Cold Wind." Zhishui greeted with a smile.

"Zhishui, I am calling you here this time to do an organ transplant rejection test. If all goes well..." Bo Feng Shuimen said with a meaningful smile.

"Organ transplant? Rejection?" Zhishui was startled, and immediately remembered something, his eyes overflowing with expectation, "Master Hokage, is it... the transplant of the first generation cells?"

"Chanfeng found a severed arm in Okinin Village. After testing, it was found that the severed arm had been transplanted with primary cells, and there was no rejection between the two."

The dark army long eagle explained aloud, "Shishui, what we have to do now is the repulsion test between you and this broken arm. If there is no repulsion, then..."

Then I can transplant this broken arm to gain the power of the first generation cells, so that my kaleidoscope writing wheel eye will no longer have to worry about blindness... Zhishui trembled with excitement, and quickly reached out to let the next dark part draw blood test.

So simple?

The cold wind beside him couldn't help asking: "Zhishui, transplant someone else's broken arm, don't you think the diaphragm should respond?"

Zhishui looked at him strangely: "No."

The parents of the body, hair and skin... well, this is a flower planter.

"Is there really no psychological barrier at all?" The cold wind still didn't give up.

Shishui said without thinking: "If I can completely get rid of the shackles of the kaleidoscope, I will be a hundred!"

The cold wind has nothing to say.

In less than an hour, the preliminary results of the test came out.

"Hokage-sama, Eagle-sama, there is no rejection phenomenon." Anbu Ninja who was in charge of the detection said.

"Great!" Zhishui was overjoyed, looking forward to Bofeng Shuimen with a look of longing, "Master Hokage..."

Bo Fengshui said: "Then transplant immediately!"

"Yes." Zhishui took a deep breath to suppress the excitement and excitement in his heart.

"Zhishui, if you feel unwell, remember not to force it." Bo Feng Shuimen said with concern.

"I know."

Shishui took off his clothes and lay on the operating table. The anbe ninja gave him an injection immediately. After a while, Shishui's left body lost consciousness. Then he took out a scalpel, and stopped the water like a cow. Remove the left hand...

The scene was a bit bloody, but there were all ninjas who had experienced battles. This kind of scene was just a trivial matter.

Even Shishui looked calmly.

After removing Shisui's left hand, Anbe Ninja took out Uchiha Shin's broken arm and began to stitch slowly.

Because it is about the first generation cells, the kaleidoscope writing wheel eyes and other gods, even if the operation speed is slow, Bo Feng Shuimen has not left, and has been standing by and watching.

Of course, this slowness is relatively speaking.

In the previous life, it took five or six doctors to work for seven or eight hours to complete a broken arm transplant operation. However, in the Naruto world with medical ninjutsu, it only takes one dark ninja and one hour to successfully complete the broken arm. transplant!

After finishing the final stitching, the anbe ninja breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to bandage the water stop, the cold wind hurriedly stopped him.

"Leave this to me."

How can the cold wind give up this kind of opportunity for a person to appear before him?

He immediately pushed the Anbu Ninja away, then bandaged Shishui's left arm with a perfect level of bandage, and finally ended with a beautiful bow.

"Zhishui, doesn't it feel very comfortable?" Old Cold Wind asked.

"feel……"

Zhishui jumped off the operating table vigorously, gently stroked the seam of his left arm wrapped in bandages with his right hand, and shook his head slightly, "I don't feel anything yet."

"It will take about ten minutes for the effect of the anesthetic to pass." Anbe Ninja raised his head slightly, his tone a little proud.

He is the medical ninja in the Anbe medical class who is best at transplant surgery. If he is replaced by someone else, I am afraid that Shishui will have to be given general anesthesia to perform the operation. He is half anesthetized.

Of course, it can't be compared with Dashewan.

Bo Feng Shuimen waved his hand: "You go back first."

Did you cross the river and demolish the bridge... This Anbe ninja bowed his head aggrievedly: "Yes."

After he left, there were only four people left in the laboratory. They waited quietly. Ten minutes later, the effect of the anesthetic passed, and his brow wrinkled slightly. He felt a burst of piercing pain, and cold sweat slowly overflowed. .

Both Bo Feng Shui Men and Ying looked at him nervously.

The actor's cold wind is the same, even with his hands clenched into fists, the blue veins jump out.

Bo Feng Shuimen solemnly said: "According to the experimental data stored in the dark part, if the primary cells and the host repel, there will be abnormalities at most half an hour, stop the water, if there are abnormalities in the body, speak out immediately."

Zhishui nodded After a brief sting, Zhishui's body slowly got used to the pain, and after half an hour, nothing happened.

Bo Feng Shuimen was relieved with a sigh of relief: it succeeded!

"Master Hokage, Master Eagle, Cold Wind, my vision doesn't seem to have changed." Zhishui suddenly said with some anxiety.

The cold wind rolled his eyes and said, "You have just been transplanted, how can it work so quickly."

"That's it." Zhishui asked with a little regret, "Then when should I wait?"

Cold wind shrugged, you ask him, who does he ask.

Bo Feng Shuimen smiled and said, "Stops the water, the hand with the broken arm should not be kept secret, and must not be leaked. In addition, for the next month, you will come here for inspection every day.

"I understand." Zhishui solemnly responded.

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