The Revolutionary Army Arrives

In the hospital corridor, Tsunade strode out briskly after receiving the message, both hands tucked into the pockets of her white coat.

"Who needs treatment?" she asked directly as she approached Kizaru.

Kizaru glanced to the side, toward Whitebeard, who was so tall he could only sit on a three-seat bench.

Tsunade understood who the patient was and walked over to Whitebeard. She could tell at a glance, without even examining him, that the exaggeratedly large old man was already gravely ill.

"Let's go outside. This place isn't suitable for you," Tsunade offered, looking at Whitebeard, who was hunched over on the bench.

The corridors of Konoha Hospital were only a little over three meters high. With Whitebeard standing 6.66 meters tall, bringing him inside had been a real hardship for him.

Bent over until his upper body was almost parallel to the ground, Whitebeard was helped out of the hospital by Marco and Jozu.

Led by Tsunade, the group made their way to the hospital's back garden. Whitebeard sat on a stone block while Tsunade examined him.

With Tsunade's current medical skills, even without any instruments, she was far more capable than every other doctor.

After completing her examination, Tsunade spoke under the somewhat anxious gazes of Marco and the others.

"He has many hidden injuries from past battles. Combined with his age, all those accumulated injuries have flared up at once."

"Can Pops still be cured?" Marco asked nervously.

"Of course. But he'll need a long period of recuperation. He has to stay here, and he can't fight anymore," Tsunade warned him.

"No problem. We'll cooperate fully," Marco agreed without hesitation.

Tsunade nodded, then looked at Kizaru. "Have someone build a temporary house in the open space in front of the hospital. I'll move the medical equipment there."