I've seen a lot....
Just outside the hospital doors a column of winds swelled up, before scattering apart to leave Ronnel and Nelo standing at the doors. The jounin strode inside, his eyes scanning for blood trail. He spotted it and immediately began tracking it, pushing through several doors until he reached a cot where a young boy was laying with a team of doctors standing around muttering,
When the Jounin pushed through them and tried to get to work, he was grabbed and spun around by one of the doctors, who demanded to know who he was.
"Get your hand off me you retard! I am Ronnel Yamanaka, the Blood Medic, and if you don't let me do my job, this kid might die!" The Medical Shinobi spat out the words, backing them with enough killing intent to make the doctor stumble away. The jounin promptly forgot about him as he turned back to his work.
"Alright:Cleanse, followed by a Diagnose." Twice, Ronnel's hands glowed with green chakra that he ran around the stab wound on the boy's side. After the second, he scowled slightly.
"Angelo, I hope that this guy was a threat. You almost killed him, and if you hadn't gotten me when you did you would have ended up like that. If you keep fighting like this, I hope you're ready to take a life." The short reprimand that wasn't completely serious done with, the Jounin turned his attention back to his work fully. He called up a set of Chakra Scalpels and modified them so they wouldn't cut, but would still move the internal organs. He pushed the modified scalpels into the boy's body and shifted his lung out of the way of the wound's path, the organ having fallen there as he was carried here. He growled under his breath as he very, very carefully disconnected the chakra rods from his fingers, working his control hard to keep the chakra constructs from falling apart without hiim in contact with them. He wiped his brow and ran through a chain of seals.
"Chiyute no Jutsu." The Man used the normal version of the healing technique as he slowly, painstakingly began rebuilding the torn and cut tissue. Several times he had to pause and concentrate harder as the tissue he was working on rebuilding and healing changed, and he had to change his chakra flows to rebuild the new tissue.
All in all, it was an hour before the Jounin finished the repairs and pulled the modified chakra scalpels out from his patient's body and gripped the cot to keep from collapsing where he stood. He grabbed a flask of water from his belt and drank it in noisy gulps before wiping his mouth and shifting his mask back. He looked around and spoke to the first person he saw.
"The kid here is going to be fine.. he just needs a bit of rest, and a few days to recover from the healing. If he gives you trouble, tell him he's lucky to be alive." The man sank onto a nearby chair, exhausted.
and I'll see more even when you're gone.
