Instant Death Pill?
It really doesn't sound like something you should swallow!
The surrounding ninjas, witnessing this scene, couldn't help but have strange expressions. Seeing the injured ninja's complexion improve significantly, they were initially filled with admiration for Satoru. But this sudden introduction of the Instant Death Pill... it really seemed like...
A product of some human piston movement...
The injured ninja hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and swallowed the black pill in one gulp.
It was soft at first, then it went straight down the throat.
As soon as the black ball entered his throat, it melted into a liquid and disappeared somewhere, causing him to cough uncontrollably.
"Chiba, are you okay?"
His comrades immediately knelt beside him, anxiously asking.
"Cough, cough... I'm fine."
After coughing a few times, the injured ninja took a deep breath, and the flush on his face returned to normal.
Hearing this, his comrades sighed in relief.
The surrounding onlookers began to worry. Would the thing that Satoru fed him really work?
Unlike the worried onlookers, Anko watched with bright eyes, slightly expectant as she looked at the injured ninja on the stretcher.
From what she knew of Satoru, that black ball must be something significant. All they needed to do now was wait.
Satoru frowned slightly, carefully controlling the actions of the magnetic fluid within the injured ninja's body.
The so-called Instant Death Pill was actually a small ball composed of magnetic fluid. Once inside the body, under Satoru's electromagnetic control, it transformed into diligent nano-medical robots.
He chose to have the injured ninja swallow it because he noticed significant blood vessel damage near the lungs, leading to severe internal bleeding.
This explains why the injured ninja kept coughing up blood.
The magnetic fluid could enter through the throat and trachea, reaching the damaged blood vessels quickly to stop the internal bleeding.
When his electromagnetic power was only at level 3, Satoru injected magnetic fluid into his body, using it to temporarily disable the Caged Bird Seal.
Now, with level 4 electromagnetic power, his precision control was exponentially stronger.
The magnetic fluid inside the injured ninja acted like loyal nano-robots, clearing blood clots, cleaning internal wounds, and repairing damage.
After a while, Satoru exhaled deeply.
"It's done."
The injured ninja on the stretcher was breathing steadily, and his life signs were stable.
Anko also breathed a sigh of relief, smiling slightly.
She knew that Satoru had won this battle against death.
"Thank goodness!"
"Chiba, you're okay now."
His comrades crowded around him on the stretcher, crying with joy.
The onlookers, initially sceptical of Satoru, now admired him, their faces filled with awe and surprise.
"Who would've thought Satoru was this skilled in medical ninjutsu?"
"Incredible, even Lady Tsunade might not have been able to treat such severe injuries so effortlessly."
"What kind of medical ninjutsu is this?"
"I didn't sense any chakra fluctuations..."
Shizune hesitated for a moment, then approached Satoru tentatively.
"Um... Satoru, do you sell your Instant Death Pills? Our medical team is willing to pay a high price for them."
As a medical ninja, she knew the most challenging part of treating the injured ninja was the internal bleeding. But after taking the Instant Death Pill, his condition quickly improved.
Compared to the external wound suturing, this change was even more astonishing.
If every Konoha ninja could have an Instant Death Pill, their casualty rates would significantly drop.
That's why she gathered the courage to ask Satoru.
Want to buy Instant Death Pills?
???
What kind of odd idea is that?
I just made up a name.
"They're not for sale!" Satoru immediately declined.
"If it's a matter of price, we can negotiate. We can offer more money."
Shizune grew anxious.
More money?
Do I look like I need money?
My good buddy Rasa is still sitting on my dozens of tons of gold!
Satoru spoke patiently.
"It's not about the money. The patent is mine, and only I can use it. Even if I gave them to you, you wouldn't be able to use them."
Patent? Can't use them?
Though she didn't fully understand Satoru's meaning, Shizune got the gist that she couldn't buy the Instant Death Pills.
She gave up on the idea and quietly moved on to treat other injured ninjas.
Satoru turned to Anko, smiling as he spoke.
"Anko, you've really grown. Your medical ninjutsu has improved a lot."
If it had been the old Anko, she might have been stunned by the situation. Now, she persisted in treating the injured ninja even when the other medical ninjas had given up.
Anko smiled, her face still smeared with blood from the treatment.
"All thanks to Orochimaru-sensei. I've learned a lot from him. His medical system is completely different from what they teach in school."
Satoru nodded.
Orochimaru's medical system was closer to modern medicine, focusing on detailed anatomical and physiological research.
"By the way, Satoru, I've also started learning scientific research!"
Anko suddenly said excitedly.
"Research? Why are you learning that?" Satoru asked curiously.
Anko glanced around, lowered her voice, and whispered.
"Because I learned from Orochimaru-sensei that you seem to like research, so I wanted to study it and see if I can help you in the future."
She laughed.
"Didn't you say, Satoru, that if I found the right direction, I could become an excellent ninja too?"
"I think research is pretty good."
"Is that so?"
Satoru nodded.
It seemed that Anko's path had diverged significantly from her original storyline, even after becoming Orochimaru's disciple.
In the original story, Anko never dabbled in scientific research beyond Orochimaru's snake techniques. But now, she was studying both medical ninjutsu and scientific research.
Satoru became curious about Anko's future development.
He suddenly imagined a scene.
Anko, in a white lab coat with black-framed glasses, carefully dissected a corpse of the Otsutsuki clan, her snake-like tail swaying behind her.