Assisting in an operation [Open]

[Zethui Kobayashi]

Zethui woke up to an unusually poorly light room. Living at the residence across from the hospital offered few luxuries past 4 walls and a standing shower. The solitary window left little chance for any kind of brightness to pour into the room. Its absence though forced a groggy MiT to first peer past the curtain and through the pane to see a rain soaked world. He hated the rain mostly because it reminded him of when he couldn't escape it while living on the streets. His current living situation offered little more security that the recent streets but it was at least a step in the right direction.

After a quick shower and meal, he was at the hospital in scrubs and looking over the daily schedule. He had been thrown into several departments in the last several months. No one was sure what to do with an older MiT who had little experience. Many younger doctor’s and surgeons had reservations on bossing around someone slightly older. Even more of them had an issue with the fact that he was a trained killer, a deplorable occupation for those who strive to save lives. He couldn’t help his background, he was a different instrument for a different machine back in Konoha. To his surprise though, he was specifically requested by a surgeon for an operation.

After moving a few floors up, he found the surgeon at the Family Waiting room, Zethui fell in behind them as he finished explaining that the patient was sedated and they would be starting the surgery shortly. Zethui wasn’t sure he if was supposed to be listening in on the conversation but he didn’t know where else he should be. He followed the surgeon into the clean room and started to scrub in preparation of the impending surgery. The quest loomed though as to why he was specifically requested for this operation.

 

[Zethui Kobayashi]

The surgeon had a poker face that could win most bluffs. He didn't keep a face of stone but one of amusement as he hummed while methodically scrubbing in between with his fingers and under his fingernails. Zethui tried to stay calm but his curiosity was slowly transforming into anxiety with wonder. Just as he starts to clear his throat to utter as to why he was specifically requested for this surgery, the good doctor finally broke his non-musical silence. With a few to-the-point statements, he told Zethui that the patient has a cursed seal that is attached links his chakra systems to his heart. If the surgery went well, Zethui’s unique abilities would not be needed. But if the patient’s heart developed problems, then the cursed seal could trip a violent transformation of the patient and potentially kill those trying to save his life.

It was a dangerous operation and hopefully they won’t need Zethui. But Zethui’s experience with the black ops of ANBU and a working knowledge of cursed seals made him an ideal assistant in such a unique operation. He nodded his understanding of the risk and what his role was as they entered the operating room. The cold steel always has a way of radiating directly into his bones. The frigid air mixed with the antiseptic smell gave Zethui a sense of deja-vu every time. As he circled around the patient, he was taken back by how old the man was. He seemed like he was already half way to the grave. In his mind, he imagined a menacing monster of a man but what he saw before him was nothing more than a feeble man who couldn’t put up much of a fight even if he wanted to. He nodded that he was ready even though the doctor didn’t seem to be asking prior to starting to prep the area for incision.

 

[Shinrya Kahako]

“Aaaa…” Came a slight condescending voice over the intercom above the surgeon and Zethui just before the first incision cut was made, “That is unfair Gekai-san. If you were to just be protected, you should have requested an ANBU operative to sit in instead of wasting an MiT’s time.” At the back of the room, both would turn to see the Medical Sennin releasing the talk button from the other side of the room’s observation window. She didn’t immediately look up a them, as she was studying the medical chart of the patient currently laying on the operating table.

This type of surgery was not common for the Kumogakure hospital, so she had taken a special interest in overseeing the surgery and results. If all went well, this surgeon would make a pretty intriguing breakthrough in the world of surgery, and since his division head was currently out of the country, it gave Kahako all the more reason to sit in on the operation.

“Show the boy a thing or two, and use him as your assistant,” she continued—her use of the term ‘boy’ quite interesting, as he was probably not much younger than her. She finally looked up to acknowledged the two on the other side of the glass. Her dark emerald eyes flited at the surgeon’s dismissive attitude towards the chance to teach his specialty to one of the hospital’s trainees. “He can access the situation over the operating table just as well as from the corner of the room.”

Setting her tablet down, Kahako swept her long hair into a quick and messy pony tail before making a few swipes on the screen. “Accessing operation room 23 cameras for observation, muting outside intercoms in 5 seconds. You may begin when you are ready.”

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[Shinrya Kahako]

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