Damn, good thing I had always been frugal. Even when helping fallen young ladies, I picked the cheaper ones. Otherwise, I really wouldn't have been able to afford raising a disciple.
Whenever he thought of Nawaki's monthly expenses, Jiraiya's heart bled. He secretly warned himself never to take another disciple in the future. He couldn't afford it, absolutely couldn't.
Drink the medicine, then soak in the medicinal bath.
After soaking in the medicinal bath, Nawaki and Little Blondie did not even have time to eat before they fell into a groggy sleep.
Their energy and physical strength had both been pushed to their limits.
Fortunately, the medicine contained the village's latest nutrient solution, which could ease Nawaki and Little Blondie's hunger and help them regain their strength quickly.
While eating, Jiraiya asked curiously, "Why didn't you attend today's meeting?"
"I'm only responsible for the medical ward. As for everything else, that's Senior Shikashin's business. Besides, why would a medical ninja who never leaves the camp attend those meetings?"
At the start of the war, Jingyi attended the command headquarters' meetings to some extent.
But as time passed, Jingyi was no longer seen at those meetings.
Just as he had said, he was merely a medical ninja. He never left the camp and had no need to go onto the battlefield. As long as he had access to basic intelligence, that was enough.
Whether he attended meetings or not was unimportant.
Shikaku Nara was busy, and Jingyi was not having an easy time either. He had to handle every major and minor matter in the medical ward, and whenever difficult wounded patients came in, he had to take over immediately.
With how busy he was, who had the mind to attend combat meetings?
"What? Has the war situation begun to change?"