After the great battle, Huo Ying's hands were almost unrecognizable. All that remained were two mangled masses of flesh, her finger bones shattered into segments. Even Kido could not treat injuries of that severity.
In the end, Yamabuki Chidori could only use Bone Hell together with Blood Pool Hell to wash away the injured parts.
"Kamishirokawa? You came at the right time. Hurry up and help hold her down." Yamabuki Chidori waved at Kamishirokawa.
Kamishirokawa could only reach out and pin Huo Ying down while Yamabuki Chidori unwound the bandages layer by layer.
Once he saw the injury clearly, even Kamishirokawa, who had been a doctor for over two hundred years, was deeply shocked.
Those hands would definitely never be able to hold a sword again.
She was the person destined to become the Captain of the 11th Division.
What would happen if she could no longer fight?
Kamishirokawa looked at Yamabuki Chidori, only to find him calmly treating the wound.
"Yamabuki, what are you planning to do? Even the highest-level Kido can't handle injuries like this." Kamishirokawa lowered his voice.
"Of course I know current Kido can't deal with wounds like these. But don't worry, I have a way." Yamabuki Chidori spoke with complete confidence. "By the way, do you want to stay for dinner tonight?"
"I'll pass!" Kamishirokawa had no appetite at all right now. He only wanted to know exactly how Yamabuki Chidori planned to treat Huo Ying's injuries.
"This girl is tough. She won't be brought down that easily." After checking the wound, Yamabuki Chidori actually raised his hand and gave it a hard slap, making Huo Ying grimace in pain. She looked like she wanted to rush over and bite him.
Yamabuki Chidori extended one finger and lightly poked Huo Ying.
Huo Ying instantly froze