The majority of the injuries that took place during the Magnetica fight were dealt with on the spot. Between the paramedic team and the Ikoji clan, there weren’t many problems that were bound for Omni Prime; even Harupia seemed well enough to go home for bed rest after his abdominal wound was tended to. Still riding the high of the battle, Yume returned to Uri’s side to find that he had already bandaged his arm with an aqueous film, held in place by chakra. The sweet stench of charred flesh engulfed the Inuzuka’s nose as she struggled to keep her stomach contents down. Her forefinger and thumb pinched her nostrils shut and, with her free hand, waved a team over and ordered Uri to sit. Her voice would be a little comical from the obstructed secondary airway, but her expression told him that it was no laughing matter.
It’s your lucky day; 1 free ride to the hospital and I will be your attendant. I guess we do get to play doctor, after all.
Off they sped to the hospital, taking care not to jostle the injured chuunin excessively. Giving her radio a click, their presence was announced prior to their arrival and an operating room was prepped and ready. Yume departed from Uri’s side long enough to change into a surgical gown, bind her hair, and don a mask and gloves after scrubbing down. Coming to his side, the nurses were already removing his clothing, unable to keep any of his parts covered and at the moment the mednin was far too business like to be embarrassed. Giving him a sweet smile, she addressed him directly to determine his degree of consciousness.
Hey there, daredevil. I’m going to have to ask you to keep your comedy to a minimum while we work on you. You don’t need to make things worse by making us laugh. Shuu might be used to see you this way, but I most certainly am not.
Expertly taking a few senbon in her fingers, she slides them into his shoulder joint and pinches the Lateral and Medial anterior thoratic nerves to dull any residual pain to his limb. By the look of the blackened flesh and weeping tissue, his nerves were already severely damaged and it was unlikely that there would be much difference to him. Keeping her left hand steady with a layer of water to cool his skin, she is careful not to remove any of his body’s plasma that would naturally mend the wound. With the assistance of a nurse, she would identify the pieces of skin for them to take hold of with forceps so she could use a chakra scalpel to slice the charred remains away. Her teeth gripped her lower lip behind her mask as she focused on keeping as much of her chakra from invading his already shocked system as possible. It would do no good for her to practice the bad habit that she constantly reamed Tama out for.
It’s your lucky day; 1 free ride to the hospital and I will be your attendant. I guess we do get to play doctor, after all.
Off they sped to the hospital, taking care not to jostle the injured chuunin excessively. Giving her radio a click, their presence was announced prior to their arrival and an operating room was prepped and ready. Yume departed from Uri’s side long enough to change into a surgical gown, bind her hair, and don a mask and gloves after scrubbing down. Coming to his side, the nurses were already removing his clothing, unable to keep any of his parts covered and at the moment the mednin was far too business like to be embarrassed. Giving him a sweet smile, she addressed him directly to determine his degree of consciousness.
Hey there, daredevil. I’m going to have to ask you to keep your comedy to a minimum while we work on you. You don’t need to make things worse by making us laugh. Shuu might be used to see you this way, but I most certainly am not.
Expertly taking a few senbon in her fingers, she slides them into his shoulder joint and pinches the Lateral and Medial anterior thoratic nerves to dull any residual pain to his limb. By the look of the blackened flesh and weeping tissue, his nerves were already severely damaged and it was unlikely that there would be much difference to him. Keeping her left hand steady with a layer of water to cool his skin, she is careful not to remove any of his body’s plasma that would naturally mend the wound. With the assistance of a nurse, she would identify the pieces of skin for them to take hold of with forceps so she could use a chakra scalpel to slice the charred remains away. Her teeth gripped her lower lip behind her mask as she focused on keeping as much of her chakra from invading his already shocked system as possible. It would do no good for her to practice the bad habit that she constantly reamed Tama out for.