Burned Out My CPU

"How did he get such a severe fever? Go get the medical kit!"

Tsunade, who had heard the news, rushed over immediately. She had been the one sleeping in, but now she had been forcibly booted up.

Before long, Shizune came running over with a medical kit, her little face filled with worry.

"Big Sis Tsunade, what happened to Uncle Snake?"

Tsunade yanked open Orochimaru's clothes, checked his heartbeat and pulse, then pried open his mouth and examined his eyelids.

"Whew... My preliminary diagnosis is a high fever. There doesn't seem to be anything else wrong with his body."

Tsunade let out a small sigh of relief, then took out several bottles of medicine and a syringe. Her practiced movements made it clear that she was an experienced doctor.

But after mixing the medicine, her hands stopped. Ever since developing hemophobia, she had not performed any clinical treatment.

I should be fine if I'm careful, right?

With apprehension and inner conflict churning inside her, Tsunade looked again at Orochimaru, whose brow was tightly furrowed in discomfort.

Her heart hardened. Her trembling hands slowly brought the needle toward Orochimaru's arm. The instant the needle touched his skin, Tsunade shut her eyes and turned her head away.

Relying on her instincts and years of experience, Tsunade injected the medicine into his vein.

As soon as she pulled out the needle, she hurriedly pressed medical cotton against the vein. As for the syringe, she tossed it aside without even looking at it.

"Big Sis Tsunade, how is he?"

Shizune, who had been waiting anxiously at the side, finally dared to ask. She knew Tsunade had hemophobia, and Tsunade had often taught her Medical Ninjutsu over the years.

But she was still attending the Ninja Academy, and Tsunade had only taught her some basic knowledge. She was still far from performing clinical treatment.

She had wanted to take over, but she had never even held a needle. How could she dare stick one into someone right away?

"Let's wait and see if he improves. If not, we can only take him to Konoha Hospital!"

Still shaken, Tsunade spoke with a slight tremble in her voice. At some point, her forehead had become covered in sweat, as though she had just fought a great battle.

Orochimaru knew nothing of any of this. He had originally thought that after injecting the mild cell fusion medicine, all he needed was a good sleep.

Who would have thought that even someone with a constitution as strong as his would suffer rejection? Fortunately, it was not serious—he had merely fallen unconscious and developed a fever.

This occasionally happened during experiments at the laboratory as well, but compared to the other test subjects, it only counted as a mild rejection reaction.

Moreover, his experiments were all conducted in secret, so the data he could collect was limited. He had been unable to determine the probability of this mild rejection reaction.

As for the cell fusion medicine made from Mito Uzumaki's cells being mild, that was only relative to medicine made from Hashirama Cells.

As the first Jinchuriki, Mito Uzumaki could draw upon the Nine-Tails' power to sense an enemy's malice without becoming a Perfect Jinchuriki.

When Uchiha Madara thought of the Uzumaki Clan, Mito was the first person who came to mind. How weak could she possibly have been?

Put simply, Hashirama's brilliance had been too overwhelming, concealing Mito's strength.

Besides, this medicine had been tailored to the individual. Orochimaru's physique was strong enough, but his dosage was also greater than an ordinary person's. Looking at it that way, Orochimaru was not much different from everyone else.

After injecting Orochimaru with the medicine, Tsunade also gave him some physical cooling treatment.

As though the medicine had taken effect, Orochimaru slowly opened his eyes not long afterward.

The moment he opened them, a delicate and beautiful face came into view. Her crimson lips were pressed tightly together, and tiny beads of sweat dotted her forehead.

Seeing Tsunade drenched in fragrant sweat and still somewhat pale, Orochimaru unconsciously smiled.

"Tsunade, why are you here?"

Seeing Orochimaru wake up with a face so pale he barely looked human, Tsunade finally let go of the worry in her heart.

"If I hadn't come, you'd have fried your brain by now!"

Tsunade shot him an irritated glare. She had summoned unprecedented courage to stick a needle into him.

"I'm fine. Just a little weak..."

He even coughed twice, making it seem as though he were already at death's door.

"Uncle Snake, are you okay? Do you feel better? Big Sis Tsunade just gave you an injection!"

Shizune leaned over from the side and asked with concern. Orochimaru looked at her worried expression and smiled.

"With your Big Sis Tsunade here, I won't die."

Hearing him mention death every other sentence, Tsunade glared fiercely at him. If Orochimaru really died, wouldn't the Cursed Necklace he had been given come true?

He had never expected that injecting some medicine would nearly burn out his CPU!

"All right, Shizune. Go to the Ninja Academy. I'm here."

"Oh. Goodbye, Uncle Snake. I'll come see you again after school!"

Shizune left the room with an unwilling expression after Tsunade sent her off to school. She had thought she could use this chance to skip class, but that plan had fallen through again.

As for breakfast and lunch, going hungry for one day would not kill her. Besides, she had plenty of pocket money.

"If you feel any discomfort, tell me. I'm a doctor, after all."

Orochimaru looked at her still somewhat unnatural expression and understood her predicament.

"It's rare to see you care about me this much. If I'd known, I would've gotten sick more often."

"What nonsense are you talking about? You still have the energy to spout nonsense, so you must be fine. I'm leaving!"

As she spoke, she stood and made as though to leave, but Orochimaru grabbed her hand.

Feeling Orochimaru tug her, Tsunade sat back down.

Orochimaru showed no intention of letting go. Instead, he gripped her even tighter, as though afraid she would suddenly leave.

Feeling the warmth of Orochimaru's palm, Tsunade's cheeks reddened slightly. She struggled, but could not break free. She did not dare use too much force either, afraid of hurting Orochimaru.

When struggling proved futile, Tsunade glared fiercely at him.

But Orochimaru paid no attention to her threatening gaze. He was a patient right now. Was she going to beat up a patient? Did patients have no rights?

"All right, I won't leave. Let go of my hand first!"

Seeing Orochimaru act like a dead pig that feared no boiling water, Tsunade could only yield first.

Only then did Orochimaru slowly release her. Having regained her freedom, Tsunade rubbed her wrist, cracking her knuckles.

"I'll put this beating on your tab for now. Once you've recovered, we'll settle the score!"

"Fine. But if you don't give it your all then, I won't accept it!"

Orochimaru refused to be outdone. Once he recovered, his physical condition would surely rise by another level. Then he could order this free laborer around again.

"How did you end up with a fever? You look pretty strong. Are you all looks and no substance?"

As she spoke, Tsunade did not forget to glance at his abdomen, clearly asking whether those eight-pack abs were just for show.

Orochimaru caught the mockery in her words and could only answer helplessly.

"I've probably overworked myself lately. My body couldn't handle it."

Hearing Orochimaru say that, Tsunade said nothing more. She merely let out a heavy sigh.