Zhou Yan lay on the sofa. Though he laughed and cursed, his injuries made him suck in a sharp breath with a grimace halfway through his laughter.
"Hiss! No, no, laughing pulls at my wounds." He clutched his side, his face contorted. "Little Lin, looks like I'll have to lie back and recover for a while. Thanks in advance for emptying my bedpan and waiting on me."
"In your dreams!" Lin Jin rolled his eyes, standing beside the sofa and looking down at the wounds covering him.
Black energy corroded the places where his flesh had split open. Some areas had already become inflamed, red and swollen. With the bruises left by the ropes and the internal injuries from the initial energy blast on top of that, Zhou Yan looked thoroughly bedraggled.
Ordinary medicine really would work too slowly on injuries this severe.
Lin Jin fell silent for a second, then sat down beside the sofa.
"Lie still."
Zhou Yan froze for a moment and crossed his arms over his chest. "What are you planning?"
Lin Jin was speechless. He raised his right hand, palm down, and held it over Zhou Yan's worst wound.
He calmed his mind and controlled the flow of chakra inside him.
Medical Ninjutsu was a skill every qualified ninja in the Hokage World should have mastered.
But on an actual battlefield, very few could put Medical Ninjutsu to use.
The medical system Princess Tsunade had pioneered pushed precise chakra control to its limits.
Mystical Palm Technique.
This Ninjutsu required no medical tools. Chakra alone could stimulate cellular activity, accelerate wound healing, and even pull the dying back from the brink of death on the battlefield.
Although Lin Jin had not specifically studied Medical Ninjutsu in the Hokage World, years of combat experience had given him