Tsunade did not know how to comfort Shisui at a time like this. She simply could not bring herself to say such overly sentimental words.
The most important thing now was to heal Shisui, then take him back to Konoha. As for how to handle everything afterward, that would depend on Ronglin. She, Tsunade, had no authority to make that decision.
At the mention of Ronglin, Shisui's body trembled. He closed his eyes, but Tsunade saw glistening droplets seep from between his shut eyelids.
"Ah~~~"
The more Ronglin valued Shisui, the greater the blow to Shisui now. Yet Tsunade could do nothing about it. She could only try her best to save him, trusting that there would be a way to resolve everything.
For now, Tsunade could only place her hopes on Ronglin. But could all of this truly be resolved?
If it could, then would the countless ninja throughout history who had been crippled in battle still have anything to fear?
Tsunade did not know whether she was merely comforting herself, or whether Ronglin truly had a solution.
After summoning Medical Ninja from Kumogakure to assist her, Tsunade began treatment.
When it came to healing, Tsunade and Kumogakure's Medical Ninja were indeed not on the same level.
Under Tsunade's treatment, Shisui recovered quickly, but he seemed like an entirely different person.
The Shisui who had once been lively, sharp-tongued, and always wore a gentle smile was gone. In his place was silence—endless silence. He refused to speak to anyone, and his face showed neither sorrow nor joy, as if that stiff expression was all he had left.
He was indifferent to everything, even when Tsunade treated him.
The pain brought by the treatment was intense, yet Shisui showed no reaction at all, as though every nerve in his body