Naruto: I get stronger by drawing lots

All of this was driven by Watergate, and it proved to be a good idea.

Most of Konoha's new generation of ninjas are improving, and this philosophy has given them top-notch creativity and adaptability, as well as a significant boost in their combat capabilities.

"come over!"

With a roar, he swung his ninja sword, unleashing a devastating slash that slaughtered countless White Zetsu.

After breaking through the encirclement, they finally saw the Two-Tails and Seven-Tails, which were already wrapped in the tailed beast cloaks, as well as the tall old man—Hanzo the Salamander!

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Holding his ninja sword, he charged directly at the three without the slightest fear.

The three opponents didn't even exchange a glance for a second longer before their chakra tails, hidden beneath their tailed beast cloaks, lashed out—

Chapter 378: The Long-Awaited Dawn

"The patient here is bleeding heavily. Bandage him immediately. Is there any blood left in the blood bank?"

"Oh no, the bleeding here won't stop."

"Hold on, take a deep breath, don't be afraid, we will definitely save you."

"Aaaaaah! It hurts so much! Just kill me!"

"Don't give up, never give up, don't close your eyes, you are all warriors!"

"Hold on, there are still people waiting for you!"

"We will definitely save you, don't close your eyes!"

Behind Konoha, at the medical unit's location, things were incredibly busy. Everyone was wishing they had three heads and six arms, hoping to alleviate the pain of these wounded soldiers and help them crawl back from the brink of death.

The scalpel is never meant to deal with humans, but rather with death at the gates of hell.

"Next, bring the wounded in. Remember to be careful."

"Ahhh, just kill me!"

In a small, secluded space, the curtain was drawn back, and a voice came from inside—a girl's voice.

She is the leader here, and the captain of the medical team.

Tsunade's capable assistant, who is the vice director of Konoha Hospital, while Tsunade has always been the director, even after she left Konoha for many years.

"Captain Flower Butterfly, do you want to take a break? You've been performing surgeries for several hours straight."

"Rest? They're fighting to the death outside. My mission is to ensure that as many people as possible survive."

"Keep working."

Hua Die spoke quietly, her eyes calm yet carrying a complex and unreadable meaning.

"Kill me."

The next seriously wounded soldier was carried up, and Hua Die's eyes widened as she looked at him.

It was extremely bad; his abdomen was ripped open, exposing everything inside. Fortunately, although the external injuries were severe, the internal damage was not significant, only the parts were displaced. Unfortunately, this was also the reason he was left in a half-dead state.

"Don't worry, I will definitely save you. Take a deep breath, grit your teeth, you are a warrior, don't give up."

Hua Die began to speak softly, encouraging the wounded man in front of her.

"Prepare the sterilization, burn the scalpel, the wounded are at great risk of infection."

As Hua Die spoke, a nurse beside her, her only nurse, helped her with these tasks.

Apart from this nurse, everyone else was helping out outside, and besides Hua Die, there were countless doctors providing emergency care outside.

The most seriously wounded all ended up in Hua Die's hands. Hua Die was skilled and efficient, and could give the wounded a second chance at life.

The screams of these warriors fighting for their lives filled her ears, and even Hua Die's hardened heart trembled.

"Thank you."

"——————"

Hua Die looked at the arms that had only been raised a few centimeters before falling limply back down.

This time, Hua Die couldn't be saved; such injuries were a death sentence!

No matter how much Huadie does, it's all in vain. It's all predetermined, and there's no way to reverse it.

Hua Die clenched her hands, her expression shifting repeatedly.

"Get rid of it, change the patient, and bring in the next patient."

Hua Die gritted her teeth, but there was nothing she could do. She was powerless. At this moment, a sense of helplessness welled up in her heart, but she had no time to care about it. Countless lives were waiting for her.

"Yes!"

The only nurse present pushed the body out, and then another nurse pushed in the next seriously wounded patient.

This kind of work pattern, with alternating assistants, also helps to improve efficiency.

The wounded who came in this time were already half dead, and a trace of death energy could be clearly seen lingering around them.

The butterfly looked over and seemed to see a Grim Reaper holding a scythe, guarding the person's side. It was waiting, waiting for the person to die, so that its scythe would have a purpose.

"I won't let you succeed."

Hua Die whispered something softly, only she could hear it.

The wounded soldier was brought before us, and his condition was so terrible that it was unbearable to look at.

The body was divided into two parts, but they were connected intermittently in the middle, a state of being so loosely connected that it was truly unbearable to look at.

The exposed flesh, the barely visible internal organs, and the blackened blood inside—each of these was enough to make someone vomit on the spot.

Hua Die had seen countless scenes like this, and this was all happening on this one night.

The lights were still hanging overhead; the nightmarish night was not yet over, and dawn had not yet arrived.

The light shone down on her head, casting the shadow of the butterfly, which seemed to tremble faintly.

The nurse beside her looked at Hua Die's shadow, and then at Hua Die herself.

The former was trembling slightly, while the latter was as steady as Mount Tai, even its wrist, which had been used for surgery for several hours, remained steady.

Hua Die stood there, her body covered in blood, which had already congealed and turned black, staining her clothes in a strange way.

The air here was already filled with the smell of blood; apart from that, there was no other smell.

Shaking her head, Hua Die didn't raise the scalpel. This situation was no longer possible. Just like before, this time, Hua Die decided to face it calmly. It wasn't worth delaying the rescue time for others for the sake of someone who couldn't be saved.

"I'm sorry, you were a hero. Rest in peace."

Hua Die said directly that such pain was enough. The pain caused by such an injury was unimaginable to Hua Die, but the warrior in front of her had endured it for so long.

From the battlefield to here, Hua Die couldn't even imagine what she had endured.

"Thanks--"

She was saying thank you, but she no longer had the strength; Hua Die almost didn't hear a single word. Only when she leaned closer could she finally hear the word "thank you."

"rest in peace."

Hua Die reached out and stroked the hero's face before her; his eyes, which had been almost closed, finally closed completely at that moment.

The scene was eerily quiet, and the Grim Reaper narrating the scene seemed to be mocking Hua Die for failing to save a single person.

"Captain Flower Butterfly————"

"Bring in the next wounded soldier, and this hero—"

"Get rid of it."

"Okay, Captain Flower Butterfly, please take care of yourself."

The nurse wheeled the body out, giving Hua Die a brief moment of solitude.

"Hey."

Looking up and sighing, Hua Die stared at the dim light. She felt no warmth; the warm blood she had once possessed had cooled down. The coldness even seeped through her clothes and reached her heart.

What exactly did she save? She saved nothing. This situation had been ongoing for hours. She could only save a small number of people.

This isn't magic; how can someone so badly injured be saved?

Hua Die has seen too many people on the verge of death and has personally saved countless people from the brink of death, but this is the first time she has felt such a sense of powerlessness.

Even during the Third World War, Hua Die had never felt so powerless.

At that time, Tsunade was still shouldering heavy responsibilities, and most of the pressure was concentrated on her.

This is the pressure Tsunade endured, and now Hanacho has personally experienced it.

Hanacho, who had followed Tsunade for countless years, possessed abilities that placed her among the most powerful in the ninja world. Yet, she still could not defy death.

"Captain Flower Butterfly, this is the next wounded soldier."

"Put it here."

Hua Die looked over and saw that the wounded soldier's condition was not as terrible this time. He had only lost an arm or a leg and had a few deep wounds on his body. Fortunately, his internal organs had not been damaged.

This time, Hua Die was able to save them.

"Hold on, I will definitely save you."

Hua Die held the injured man's hand and spoke softly.

The power of language can awaken the power of the spirit, and the power of the spirit can resist death!

Once ready, Hua Die raised the scalpel and began the procedure.

Forget about feeling powerless! Right now, I'm going to fight tooth and nail to snatch people from the clutches of death!

This treatment was successful, and Hua Die once again saved a life.

"Bring in the next wounded soldier!"

Hua Die continued speaking.

The light above was dim, but bright enough to show the wounds and to show Hua Die how to treat them.

Enough for Huadie to see the gates of hell, enough for Huadie to come and snatch people from the Grim Reaper.

"Go to hell!"