Chapter 89
"Ross? You're here too? Don't worry, you have a copy as well. I only taught you the basics back in that village. You need to study these books too."
"Well... I won't bother you then. I'm leaving." Rosinante's head buzzed. Asking him to memorize all this was basically a death sentence.
"Leaving already?" Tsunade caught the determination in his tone but had no intention of letting him off so easily.
"Shizune, pack up these books for Ross. A medical genius like him can't afford to skip out on learning. We can't let the future Medical Saint slack off." Tsunade teased, crossing her legs with a mischievous expression. At that moment, she didn't look like a woman over fifty at all.
As for Sasuke? He was already squatting on the ground, flipping through the books in a panic. Two days! Even with his Sharingan, he might not be able to finish reading all of them. He had to use every second wisely.
Ignoring Sasuke, who was now yanking his hair in frustration, Tsunade hadn't said this because she genuinely believed in Rosinante's medical skills. She knew exactly what his abilities were.
A guy who could perform surgery while reading an instruction manual? The real miracle was that his patients didn't drop dead from sheer terror. Expecting him to become a medical master was wishful thinking.
But Tsunade still insisted on giving him the books as compensation. Even if Rosinante didn't care about losing all his money, she still felt guilty. After all, she was the one who had encouraged him to gamble more, and thanks to his absurd bad luck, he had ended up scrubbing dishes just to pay off his debts.
These books weren't all that valuable to her, but outside the village, they held priceless knowledge. If mastered, one could become an independent medical ninja.
"...Alright then." Rosinante sighed, accepting his fate. He had wanted to refuse, but he knew the books might be useful to Karin and the others. He had no choice.
His plan to leave Konoha by "disappearing" was now screwed. Damn it. He couldn't slack off again.