He might have complained, but his hands never slowed. He was just as eager to find out how Grandpa Hashirama was doing. Chakra surged into his hands, and its powerful vitality swiftly reconnected and healed the damaged blood vessels. The bleeding soon stopped.
"Good thing I've got this down," Hibari muttered. He tore off a length of gauze, haphazardly wrapped it around his wrist a few times, then leaped off the medical chair and dashed out.
By the time he reached the room where Senju Hashirama was recuperating, quite a crowd had gathered. Members of the Senju Clan filled the doorway, and the indistinct figures inside suggested there were even more people in the room.
Taking advantage of his young age and his status as a patient who had just "given blood," Hibari forced his way inside. The moment he entered, he saw Grandpa Tobirama examining Grandpa Hashirama, who had already woken up.
Uzumaki Mito stood beside the bed, holding Tsunade's hand, while Senju Toka and Sarutobi Hiruzen waited quietly on the other side.
He sidled up to Sarutobi Hiruzen and asked in a low voice, "What's the situation?"
"Teacher's still checking..." Sarutobi Hiruzen replied just as quietly.
Senju Hashirama noticed Hibari from his bed. He grinned, his voice a little weak. "Hibari, why is your wrist still bleeding?"
Hibari glanced down. Sure enough, he had run so hard that the wound he had only just stopped bleeding had opened again, staining a patch of gauze red.
He did not take it seriously, though. Instead, he said cheerfully, "Oh, it's been hot lately, and I've got too much heat in me! Figured I'd let out a little blood to cool off..."
"Haha... really?" Senju Hashirama chuckled weakly, then asked, "Your wrist is all right?"
"It's fine! Don't you worry about