Naruto: Konoha’s Kanpu

Chapter 813: Transplantation

Military Police Force’s Headquarters.

Shisui, now wearing glasses, is working out the patrol schedule for the next month in the office.

Since he joined the Military Police Force, the Shinobi from Uchiha Clan has spontaneously gathered under his command in an attempt to compete against Kakashi and the ordinary team members he recruited.

Unfortunately, Shisui was a cold-hearted person, and their expectations were destined to be in vain.

Currently, Shisui is planning to have Uchiha Clan’s team members and ordinary team members to do cross-group patrols, allowing both sides to deepen their understanding with each other and eliminate the gaps.

As for the protest from the following people, Shisui can just push it to Kakashi, saying that this is Kakashi’s arrangement. In this way, he can continue to lead the Uchiha’s team members and maintain a light-dark cooperation with Kakashi.

Knock, knock, knock.

There were knocks on the office door.

“Come in.” Shisui pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and raised his head.

“Squad Leader Shisui, someone from the Anbu is here. They said that Hokage-sama requests your presence at the Anbu’s Headquarters.” The person entering was a member of the Uchiha Clan.

“I understand.” Shisui immediately stood up.

“Squad Leader Shisui, could there be a conspiracy?” The Uchiha Shinobi looked worried.

Shisui sighed softly at this.

Even though their Clan Head, Fugaku has become the Village Advisor, these ‘elites’ members of the clan always seemed to worry involuntarily that Minato was going to target them.

This kind of paranoia sometimes made Shisui extremely tired, even breathless.

“Don’t worry, everything will be fine.” Shisui smiled reassuringly and then quickly left.

……

Half an hour later, at the Anbu’s Headquarters.

Upon arrival, Shisui was taken to a secluded room.

Having previously worked with the Anbu, Shisui knew that this was an inspection room, occasionally doubling as a laboratory.

Pushing open the door, Shisui saw Minato, Anbu Commander, Eagle, Kanpū, and an Anbu wearing mask.

“Hokage-sama, Eagle-sama, Kanpū.” Shisui greeted with a smile.

“Shisui, you were called here this time for a rejection test for organ transplantation. If everything goes smoothly…” Minato said with a meaningful smile.

“Organ transplantation? Rejection?” Shisui was taken aback, then immediately remembered something and his eyes filled with anticipation, “Hokage-sama, is it…the transplantation of Shodaime-sama’s cells?”

“Kanpū found a severed arm in Otogakure. And after testing, it was discovered that the arm had been transplanted with Shodaime-sama’s cells, and there was no rejection between the two.”

Eagle explained, “Shisui, what we need to do now is the rejection test between you and this severed arm. If there is no rejection, then…”

‘Then I can transplant this severed arm and gains the power of Shodaime-sama’s cells. In this way, I won't have to worry about blindness when using my Mangekyo Sharingan anymore…’ Shisui trembled with excitement, and quickly extended his hand to let the Anbu beside him to draw some blood for testing.

‘Is it really that simple?’

Kanpū, who stood on the side, couldn’t help but ask: “Shisui, don't you feel any psychological barriers about transplanting someone else's severed arm?”

Hearing this, Shisui looked at him strangely: “No, not at all.”

‘The body is just a vessel given by parents… Well, maybe this is a Uchiha Clan’s thing.’

“You really don't have any psychological barriers at all?” Kanpū persisted.

Without hesitation, Shisui replied: “If it means completely breaking free from the constraints of the Mangekyo, I'm one hundred percent willing!”

Kanpū has nothing more to say.

In less than an hour, the preliminary results of the test came out.

“Hokage-sama, Eagle-sama, there is no rejection phenomenon.” reported the Anbu Shinobi, who is in charge of testing.

“That's great!” Shisui was overjoyed, then looked towards Minato with anticipation, “Hokage-sama…”

Minato said: “Then let's proceed with the transplant immediately!”

“Yes.” Shisui took a deep breath to suppress the excitement in his heart.

“Shisui, if you feel uncomfortable, remember not to force it.” Minato reminded with concern.

“I understand.”

Shisui took off his clothes and lay on the operating table. The Anbu Shinobi immediately gave him an injection, and soon, Shisui lost the feeling of the left half of his body. After seeing Shisui’s condition, the Anbu Shinobi took out a scalpel and dismembered Shisui’s left hand as if he was an ox…

The scene was somewhat bloody, but everyone present was experienced Shinobi, and this kind of scene was just a trivial matter to them.

Even Shisui looked calmly.

After removing Shisui’s left hand, the Anbu Shinobi took out Shin’s severed arm and began to slowly stitch it together.

Since it is related to Hashirama’s cells, Mangekyo Sharingan and Kotoamatsukami, even if the operation is slow, Minato didn't leave, and has been standing by and watching attentively.

Of course, this slowness was relative.

In Kanpū’s previous life, a severed arm transplantation surgery would require five or six doctors to toil for seven or eight hours to complete. But in Naruto World with Medical Ninjutsu, only one Anbu Shinobi and an hour were needed to successfully complete the arm transplantation!

After the final sutures were completed, the Anbu Shinobi let out a sigh of relief and was about to bandage Shisui when Kanpū hurriedly stopped him.

“Leave this to me.”

How can Kanpū give up this kind of opportunity for people to show his saintiness?

He immediately pushed aside the Anbu Shinobi, then bandaged Shisui’s left arm with the perfect-level bandage skill, ending it with a beautiful bow tie.

“Shisui, do you feel comfortable?” Kanpū asked calmly.

“I feel…”

Shisui vigorously and lively jumped off the operating table, and gently stroked the seam of his left arm covered by the bandage with his right hand, then slightly shook his head, “I don’t feel anything yet.”

“The effect of the anesthesia will probably last another ten minutes.” The Anbu Shinobi raised his head slightly, his tone tinged with pride.

He is the Medical-Nin who is best at transplantation surgery in the Anbu’s medical team. If it were someone else, they would probably need general anesthesia for the surgery, but he could do it with only partial anesthesia.

Of course, he couldn't compare to Orochimaru.

Minato waved his hand: “You may leave first.”

‘Burning the bridge after crossing it…?’ This Anbu Shinobi lowered his head aggrievedly: “Yes.”

After he left, there were only Kanpū’s group of four left in the laboratory, and they waited quietly.

Ten minutes later, when the anesthesia wore off, Shisui furrowed his brows slightly. He felt a burst of piercing pain, and cold sweat slowly dripped down.

Minato and Eagle both looked at him nervously.

The same is true for the actor Kanpū, even with his hands clenched in his fists, veins jump out.

Minato said solemnly: “According to the forbidden experimental data stored in Anbu, if there is rejection between Shodaime-sama’s cells and the host, abnormalities will occur within half an hour at most. Shisui, if there is any abnormality in your body, speak up immediately.”

Shisui nodded.

After a brief stabbing pain, Shisui's body slowly got used to the pain, and after half an hour, nothing happened.

Minato breathed a sigh of relief: ‘It succeed!’

“Hokage-sama, Eagle-sama, Kanpū, it seems like there hasn't been any change in my vision.” Shisui suddenly spoke with some unease.

Hearing this, Kanpū rolled his eyes and said: “You've just had the transplantation, how can it take effect so soon.”

“Oh, I see.” Shisui felt a little regretful and then asked. “Then, when can I expect it to take effect?”

Kanpū shrugged, ‘If you ask me, who should I ask?’

Minato said with a smile: “Shisui, the matter of the severed arm must be kept secret. You must not let it leak out. Also, for the next month, you must come here for examination every day.”

“I understand.” Shisui solemnly responded.

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