"Yu... Yukina..."
A weak but lucid voice came from Hirohiko, who had been carried into the medical tent. His hand tightly gripped the sleeve of the Konoha ninja carrying him, a youthful-looking boy of no more than seventeen or eighteen with a Konoha forehead protector.
"Don't worry... she's fine!"
Looking at the hand clutching his sleeve, then at the pale boy on the stretcher, drenched in cold sweat and unable even to open his eyes, the youthful-faced ninja hurriedly nodded and answered with certainty.
"Hirohiko..."
Then, beside the stretcher that had just been set down, the girl called Kiko stared anxiously at the pale boy, who looked as if he might die at any second. Sweat had already gathered at her temples.
"Lady Yukina..."
At the same time, another stretcher was set down to the right. Snow Eagle, the Hyuga boy who had appeared at this outpost for the first time, also watched the girl on the stretcher—dressed in the same Hyuga attire as him—with an anxious expression.
As the two murmured, the two Medical Ninjas had already bent down and begun examining the boy and girl on the stretchers.
Fortunately, this was an outpost, equipped with multiple Medical Ninjas to deal with numerous attacks. Otherwise, they would have had to deliberate over whom to examine first.
"Well then..."
Seeing the Medical Ninjas swiftly enter examination mode, the four Konoha ninjas from the outpost who had carried the stretchers stood up one after another, preparing to leave.
This was, after all, an outpost with only a dozen or so people. Aside from the Medical Ninjas and logistics support personnel, there were only eleven combat personnel. They were severely understaffed, and their most important tasks now were guarding the camp and taking turns resting.
Besides, there was nothing they could do