The Debt to the Director Can Never Be Repaid

Before Mito Uzumaki could speak.

Toji had already stepped forward and dropped to one knee beside Hashirama to examine him.

The two Senju medical ninja nearby saw him and, as if they had found someone to rely on, immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Toji merely placed a hand on Hashirama's body before saying gravely, "Hashirama's injuries are extremely severe. The medical facilities here are inadequate. He must be transferred to Gospel Hospital immediately."

Transfer?

Tobirama's gaze hesitated.

The news of his elder brother's grave injuries was a secret among secrets. He had already ordered the entire clan on lockdown, and only the people present knew about it.

If they transferred him to Gospel Hospital, there would be too many people involved and too many eyes watching.

If word got out...

The situation inside and outside the village would inevitably descend into chaos.

As the acting Hokage, Tobirama instinctively viewed the matter from the village's perspective.

Though the thought was cruel, he still weighed it in his heart: if his elder brother could not be saved, perhaps the more prudent choice would be to bury the news completely and keep it from the public.

Tobirama possessed the mindset of a Hokage.

"What are you standing around for?!" Toji shed his usual gentle demeanor and barked sternly, "I said this place won't do! He must be sent to Gospel Hospital!"

"Tobirama, do as he says."

Mito Uzumaki spoke in an equally icy tone.

The fewer the words, the graver the matter.

Their attitudes jolted Tobirama out of his dilemma like a waking dream, and he felt ashamed of his own cold-blooded thoughts.

This was his own elder brother!

As long as there was even a sliver of hope, he should not have weighed the pros and cons. Even if there was