Even as soone who was about as much of a dical layman as one could possibly be, Hagoromo could clearly tell just how severe Pakura's injuries were.
If a top-tier dical-nin had been present, she might have been saved with proper treatnt.
Unfortunately, there wasn't one.
So Hagoromo would have to do it himself.
And he had to act imdiately.
Thus, he left his shadow clone on guard while his real body began ergency treatnt on Pakura without delay.
While she was still warm.
He first placed two fingers against her carotid artery.
As expected—
There was no pulse.
"…Cardiac arrest."
Strictly speaking, Pakura was already dead.
A single kunai might not be enough to kill a jōnin—but many kunai certainly were. This was the textbook definition of quantitative change leading to qualitative change. Blood loss alone was enough to kill even an elite shinobi.
"At least there was no direct strike through the heart."
Pakura lay on her back, with nearly all her wounds concentrated on her back as well. That made assessnt easier. If there had been a through-and-through cardiac wound, Hagoromo wouldn't have wasted his ti—he'd have sealed the corpse and left.
"Well then…"
Hagoromo clenched his fist. Crack.
He was ready to use his own "dical" thods—if they could even be called that.
This situation was actually perfect for him.
Testing on a healthy person would be unconscionable.
Working on soone rely near death might an killing soone who could've lived.
But soone who had just died and might still be salvageable?
Ideal.
If she lived, great.
If she didn't, it wasn't his fault.
"Resuscitating a shinobi involves several steps…"
"First—stop the bleeding."
There was one small issue.
Hagoromo knew absolutely no dical ninjutsu.
He had so basic dical knowledge—but in a situation like this, that knowledge was effectively useless.
So his "treatnt" was crude.
Extrely crude.
He held his right hand in a two-finger formation. Lightning crackled faintly at the tips—but instead of shocking anything, he converted the electrical energy directly into heat.
Step one: hemostasis.
Left hand: pull out a kunai.
Right hand: hover two or three centiters above the wound—
Then imdiately cauterize it.
…No one could honestly call this proper dical practice. It was knowledge cobbled together from dubious fictional sources.
Dig a hole, bury the dirt.
Rinse and repeat.
If Pakura hadn't already been dead, she'd have died several more tis from this process alone.
Hagoromo was well aware that extensive burns could be fatal—but at this point, she was already dead. What was there to worry about?
Besides—
Shinobi weren't normal humans.
So had survived with one hundred percent burns.
In under three minutes, Hagoromo had finished cauterizing every wound, like stubbing out cigarettes.
So dical common sense told him that the brain's tolerance for cardiac arrest was about four minutes. Whether that applied to shinobi, however, was anyone's guess.
After he finished, he looked down at his handiwork—and froze.
"…Whoa."
Five circles and four bars.
In so worlds, that pattern would be equivalent to carving "Serve the Nation with Utmost Loyalty" into soone's back—practically qualifying them for world governnt mbership.
He flipped Pakura over so she lay face-up.
"Next… detoxification."
Objectively speaking, this made no sense. Shouldn't he shock the heart first? Why detox a corpse?
But Hagoromo followed his own internal logic.
His clone had already searched the enemy and found nothing usable for detoxification, so Hagoromo resorted to his own antidotes.
He pried open Pakura's mouth and shoved several pills deep into her throat with two fingers.
Strictly speaking, the visuals were… questionable. Very easy to misinterpret. Certain scenes involving a man nad Araragi Koyomi and his sisters ca to mind.
But Hagoromo had devoted himself entirely to the god of dicine—
A god who would absolutely deny having such a disciple.
A faint electrical stimulus triggered the muscles of her throat, forcing a swallowing reflex. This high-end thod neatly avoided any actions that might be labeled inappropriate.
Next, his right hand moved toward her left chest—
Then stopped.
Nope. Still inappropriate.
So he switched to a V-shaped finger posture instead.
"If I rember correctly… instantaneous cardiac shock shouldn't exceed six hundred joules? For shinobi, doubling or tripling that should be fine, right?"
When it ca to shocking people, Hagoromo was a professional.
Turning soone into charcoal or performing delicate micro-control were equally within his skill set.
Two fingers pressed down over the heart.
Electrical defibrillation.
When it was over, Hagoromo genuinely felt qualified to take a shift in Konoha Hospital's ergency ward.
Because—
Her heartbeat returned.
"And next… uh… spontaneous respiration…"
He was still debating whether he'd need to perform mouth-to-mouth—
When Pakura coughed lightly.
Breathing resud.
"Holy crap—she actually lived?!"
Yes. Hagoromo himself was shocked enough to swear.
Even he wasn't sure whether that entire process had been dical treatnt—or corpse abuse.
One could only sigh at a shinobi's vitality.
Sotis fragile like deep-fried dough twists.
Sotis resilient like an immortal cockroach.
The mont Pakura opened her eyes, she reacted exactly as a shinobi should—completely ignoring her injuries as she reached for a nearby kunai.
Too slow.
Hagoromo rcilessly stepped on her hand.
"Pakura of Sunagakure," he said coldly,
"I regret to inform you that you are now a prisoner of Konohagakure."
There was no emotion in his voice.
Saving Pakura wasn't an act of kindness. It wasn't about goodwill or forging bonds.
For Pakura, being captured by Konoha was actually worse than dying here.
Because although Konoha and Sunagakure were allies, there was no chance she'd simply be sent ho.
That was wishful thinking.
Hagoromo would take her back to Konoha.
What awaited her afterward…
If she fell into ANBU hands, it would be unimaginably grim.
And if she ended up in Root—
Even worse.
So if Pakura had any freedom of choice left—
He would strongly recomnd the "rely unimaginably grim" option.
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