Chapter 235: Transplanting Hashirama’s Cells
"I see. I was being too simple-minded."
Kawakaze understood what the two were saying and casually thought about going to bleed Fugaku one day.
"Okay, I'm not going to waste any more time with you. Let's get down to business. First, let's do a physical examination."
Tsunade stepped past Kawakaze and went to the cabinet, pulling out a set of blood-drawing instruments.
"Okay." Kawakaze obediently moved a stool, sat down, and placed his arm on the table.
"Why go to all this trouble? Just stab him and take some blood," Orochimaru said jokingly, pulling out a pocket knife and brandishing it.
"Get the hell away from me," Kawakaze snapped, kicking out at Orochimaru as he approached. Strong self-healing abilities or not, he had no interest in self-abuse.
"Stop it, you two! My stomach hurts from laughing," Tsunade said, trying to steady her hand as she prepared the needle.
"Okay." Orochimaru gracefully put the knife away and stood to the side, watching with a faint smile. Since meeting Kawakaze, his life had become far more colorful—an unexpected source of amusement he hadn't experienced before.
"Okay." With no further interruptions from Orochimaru, Tsunade quickly drew a tube of blood from Kawakaze. The moment she removed the needle, the mark on his arm healed instantly.
"I'll do the tests. You go with Orochimaru," Tsunade said, taking the blood sample and leaving without looking back.