"Excuse me, Lord Yamada... Lord Orochimaru has an important matter and requests a meeting with you."
Inoue Reina stood beside the bed and bent down to seek Soji's approval.
Only after receiving his silent permission did she leave the ward again and bring the Cold Lord in to meet with Director Yamada.
Looking at the pale youth lying in the hospital bed, his eyes half-open and half-closed, Orochimaru did not dare show the slightest negligence.
He stopped three steps from the foot of the bed and slightly bowed to Soji. "I deeply apologize for disturbing your rest. This unannounced visit has truly left me ashamed."
Following the direction of Orochimaru's voice, the "frail" Soji turned his neck slightly and "struggled" to lift his heavy eyelids... He said nothing, but the unspoken message in his expression was already perfectly clear.
The perceptive Orochimaru immediately understood.
He nodded again before finally getting to the point. "There are some matters concerning Dr. Yokoo Kanta's treatment plan that I must explain to you in advance.
"Judging by Root's usual operational policy, Lord Danzo may be more interested in the special bloodline limit within your body than in curing the patient. From a practical perspective, Root believes that rather than pinning its hopes on an individual's lifespan, it would be more appropriate for the village to manage this immense power capable of controlling tailed beasts.
"Therefore, please consider Yokoo Kanta's proposed treatment plan very carefully."
Orochimaru's words were extraordinarily blunt.
So blunt that, given the occasion, they were practically inappropriate...
Officially speaking, Soji had only just undergone Yokoo Kanta's operation. To suddenly come forward now and accuse a Root doctor of harboring ulterior motives was no different from rubbing salt into a patient's wound!
Yet, strangely enough, neither Inoue Reina, who had accompanied them