Well, the night had come after Hissori had met with a young women name Reishii, a girl that certainly an interesting personality. Still, she wanted to join the medical corps, and Hissori was always willing to give someone a chance. After all, if people did not give him chances, there would be no chance he would have been the village’s leader. Now Hissori had told the front desk the room number where Reishii could find him if she would have found her way to the hospital.
In a dimly lit ICU room, Hissori sat in one of the visitor chairs. The Tsuchikage was wearing a medical gown over his normal rather business casual black button down dress shirt and white tie. The new Tsuchikage had decided to take an impromptu shift within the hope hospital. Of course, the strawberry blonde former shinobi had taken the shift to deal with a young women who wanted to enter the medical branch. Without his sennin here, the man was left to organize the exam himself.
Hissori had already done his rounds, and was now sitting in a simple hospital room, a young man. In the dark the noise of machines beeping and breathing for the young shinobi could be clearly heard when a person entered the room to check on the man who was currently being looked after him. The man had been seriously injured during one of his last missions outside of the village. Of course, for someone so experienced like Hissori the answer to what needed to be done was going to be a simple one, however for the new hopeful medic the problem may have been a bit harder to solve.
This was hopefully going to be a good test for Reishii when she came but for now, and with a sigh, Hissori closed his emerald eyes and took a quiet moment to rest. Something peaceful about the rhythmic noises coming from the bed next to him keeping the shinobi alive.
In a dimly lit ICU room, Hissori sat in one of the visitor chairs. The Tsuchikage was wearing a medical gown over his normal rather business casual black button down dress shirt and white tie. The new Tsuchikage had decided to take an impromptu shift within the hope hospital. Of course, the strawberry blonde former shinobi had taken the shift to deal with a young women who wanted to enter the medical branch. Without his sennin here, the man was left to organize the exam himself.
Hissori had already done his rounds, and was now sitting in a simple hospital room, a young man. In the dark the noise of machines beeping and breathing for the young shinobi could be clearly heard when a person entered the room to check on the man who was currently being looked after him. The man had been seriously injured during one of his last missions outside of the village. Of course, for someone so experienced like Hissori the answer to what needed to be done was going to be a simple one, however for the new hopeful medic the problem may have been a bit harder to solve.
This was hopefully going to be a good test for Reishii when she came but for now, and with a sigh, Hissori closed his emerald eyes and took a quiet moment to rest. Something peaceful about the rhythmic noises coming from the bed next to him keeping the shinobi alive.
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