Gallstones Fly In!

"Being an excellent doctor and an excellent ninja are two completely different concepts. Becoming a panacea that heals others is not as simple as learning a few medical ninjutsu!"

"Your instruction is well-taken; I will be sure to mind it in the future."

Soshi kept his head bowed and his eyes lowered.

However, the elderly doctor, clad in a white lab coat with a hearing aid hooked over his right ear, only looked more disgusted at this reply.

"Don't think I don't know what you're plotting! Trying to use medicine to escape the battlefield? You're daydreaming!"

"I would not dare."

The old doctor's reprimand continued to escalate. The other colleagues in the ward shrank their necks, falling silent like cicadas in late autumn—putting themselves in his shoes, many of them had indeed joined Konoha Hospital with similar thoughts in mind.

Only the boy himself, though he never argued, maintained a firm and composed aura. His posture, standing as straight as a pine tree, seemed to be a silent, practical rebuttal to the old doctor's slander...

Scenes like this had played out repeatedly since the first day of Yamada Soji's internship, and today marked exactly one week.

Many began to secretly marvel at the boy's composure and stress resistance, which were simply absurd... and for reasons unknown, the old doctor had never used administrative means to drive Soshi away.

Thus, the conflict between the two fell into a long, drawn-out stalemate.

"Enough! Do not interfere with the hospital's normal operations here; return to where you belong!"

"This student takes his leave."

As everyone could see.

Although he had obtained permission from the Ninja Academy, Yamada Soji's path as a medical ninja was not running smoothly.

At the very least, from the moment he first arrived at the internship site with the relevant documentation, the hospital director, Chosokabe Masayuki, had never given him a pleasant look.

--As a senior born in the Warring States period, this man of over fifty years was highly skilled in medicine, yet he possessed every flaw common to old-school bureaucrats.

Upholding the ideals of the First Hokage, Chosokabe was already quite dissatisfied with the Konoha led by Sarutobi Hiruzen. Coupled with the arrogance of an academic authority, he naturally stood on the opposite side of the new generation!

One could see the whole from a single spot.

Sarutobi Hiruzen, who was constantly expanding his influence and gradually washing away the personal imprints of the First and Second Hokage, was experiencing the inevitable growing pains of a successor. The resulting contradictions naturally spilled over into every corner of the village.

From this perspective, Soshi was essentially acting as a scapegoat for the Third Hokage! It would have been strange if he had lived comfortably in the hospital.

Fortunately, such setbacks were well within Yamada-kun's expectations...

Just as he had analyzed before, for Soshi, who was born into a commoner family, being born in a "good era" where social classes still had some mobility was already his greatest stroke of luck.

"Konoha Hospital," as one of the many emerging institutions established during the Second Hokage's era, was arguably the most convenient field for a transmigrator to demonstrate his comparative advantages.

Coupled with the unique historical opportunities brought by the arrival of war, starting here made it relatively easier to board the ship of the ninja world's new rising star, Sarutobi Hiruzen!

According to Yamada Soji's plan.

As long as he could successfully open up a situation at Konoha Hospital and ensure he was "noted" by key decision-makers within three to five years, his advantage of foresight would have room to be utilized.

But how could one expect to climb to the crest of the tide in such a complex era without paying any price?

From the moment he took the initiative to find Uesugi Taro and confess his "Kekkei Genkai," Soshi had already prepared himself for trade-offs and sacrifices.

Being on the receiving end of a few cold words now was hardly enough to make an adult soul fragile enough to hold a grudge or lose the will to live.

--He knew deep down that he currently lacked the power to change his environment.

As a student at the Ninja Academy, Yamada-kun had no choice but to choose patience and obedience when facing the difficulties caused by Chosokabe Masayuki. Any impulsive, out-of-line action born of anger would only be inviting trouble.

Of course, he had come to Konoha Hospital to learn medical ninjutsu, not to play games of spite with an old man.

Determination without a method would never lead to great things.

Therefore, while he chose compromise and concession, Soshi did not adopt a servile or cowardly strategy.

On one hand, he showed the utmost respect to Director Chosokabe and never contradicted his decisions to his face, but on the other hand, the boy always exercised his rights as a Ninja Academy intern through circuitous means.

...The old man wouldn't let him into the hospital library.

He bought old textbooks from other seniors who had just joined!

...The old man wouldn't let him enter the archives.

He entrusted other young doctors in the hospital to let him borrow case files!

...The old man wouldn't let him observe in the operating room.

He simply transferred to the department where the hospital collaborated with the Torture and Interrogation Force, accumulating practical experience on spies who had lost their value!

--Water benefits all things without contention; it is precisely because it does not contend that nothing in the world can contend with it.

As long as he avoided direct confrontation with the old director, Yamada Soji could always achieve his goals through flexible means.

And once he chose the right way to operate, the conflict between the old and new forces in the ninja world—which had been a headache—actually became Yamada-kun's greatest asset!

Director Chosokabe, by actively choosing his "enemy," had invisibly helped the boy secure his first allies—those young doctors who were often criticized by the director for various reasons were generally very willing to lend a helping hand to Yamada Soji within their capabilities.

As time went on, it was the stubborn Chosokabe Masayuki who found his strength useless, nearly drowning in the vast ocean of a people's war...

Meanwhile, through his tireless and diligent study, Soshi had already begun to grasp the basics within half a year, accumulating quite a bit of insight into the Mystical Palm Technique and the Delicate Illness Extraction Technique.

Of course, aside from his personal efforts, after using his Kekkei Genkai as a stepping stone to open the situation, Yamada-kun did not cast aside the gifts of fate...

Accio Pencil Sharpener!

Sitting at the desk in the Emergency Department office, Yamada Soji simply reached out a hand, summoning the pencil sharpener from the empty desk next to him into his palm.

Throughout the process, the other objects on the opposite desk remained completely undisturbed, and the sharpener did not spin unnecessarily during its flight, which would have scattered pencil shavings; it maintained a stable posture the entire time.

Such an effortless display was something he could not have achieved with such ease half a year ago.

However, compared to the progress in precision, the strength of the Accio charm itself had not improved much—Soshi could not replicate the "gravitational" shifts of the Rinnegan that allowed one to summon or repel targets with lethal force, nor could he even deflect large, high-velocity projectiles.

This made him realize that the strength of a spell was likely tied to the "energy purity" mentioned by the system.

And given that using Accio consumed chakra just like any other ninjutsu, this so-called "energy purity" was inextricably linked to the cultivation of chakra.

Regrettably, his golden finger did not directly improve Soshi's talent; his aptitude as a ninja remained as poor as it had always been.

Especially after diverting a portion of his energy toward practicing medical ninjutsu, Soshi's progress in taijutsu and chakra cultivation had suffered a significant setback.

Consequently, the development of the Accio charm immediately entered an unsolvable dead end...

Fortunately, compared to brutes who believed in the miracle of raw power, Soshi was better at using his brain to solve problems—by jumping out of narrow-minded limitations, even seemingly useless abilities had their own specialties.

"Since the strength of the spell cannot be increased for the time being, it is better to start with the target of the effect."

Compared to similar abilities like Magnet Release or the ocular techniques of the Rinnegan, the direct destructive power of Accio was incomparable, but its unique mechanism of action brought more flexible applications to this "imported" skill.

Soshi took a batch of white mice that had been fed on model feed.

After dissecting one of them, he pushed aside the main body of the liver, clamped the cystic duct with tweezers, and cut open the gallbladder from its base.

Gray-green bile immediately flowed onto the blotting paper, and a large number of white crystals soon precipitated out—these were stones formed by the accumulation of cholesterol.

Seeing this, Soshi nodded with satisfaction and then extended his right hand.

Accio Gallstones!

As his thought flickered, the white crystals scattered on the blotting paper immediately gathered toward Yamada-kun's palm!

The youth revealed an imperceptible smile and took another test mouse from the cage.

This time, he did not cut open the abdomen of the test subject, but instead activated the spell directly.

Accio Gallstones!