Shocks and Burns [m]

[Hirihi]

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name; Shocking, Isn’t It?
rank; a
description; One of our city workers was recently working on the wiring of Kumo when he caught his metal tool on the power cord. We’re not sure how he’s even alive right now but he is. His entire internal system took a large hit, but there might be a chance he can make it. Do everything in your power to bring him back.
reward; 150 experience, 5,000 ryo
minimum shinobi; one
mission status; interminable

Hirihi was quick to run down the street. Her primary concern at this point was a patient who had been working on rebuilding the village. In his rush to complete the work, he had managed to hook a wrench around an electrical wire that was live. The current had been enough to stop his heart. This had happened half an hour ago, and the younger medics had made their attempt to get his heart going again. Hirihi, being one of the most expierneced medics in the hospital, had been called entirely too late to get to this man in time.

It would almost be a miracle if she were able to save his life that day. If she did, she would be more than happy to see him up and walking about once again. Dashing down the street, using the occasional shunshin to quickly move around groups of people that didn't seem to pay any attention to the Jounin running full speed down the path, Hirihi eventually came upon two Chuunin medics in white coats, standing over a man who had been laid under a blanket, his face covered. Her heart sank. Had she been too late to come and help the man?

"Did you manage to get his heart started at least?" Hirihi asked, the medics looking at her surprised. They knew her vaguely, but she was rarely talking between her trips in the hospital. "U-Umm, not exactly. I barely got it to pump again, but I had to keep it pumping manually so that his brain would not be lost due to oxygen deprivation." The male said, the black haired medic seeming entirely too unsure of himself. "Move. Now." She said, stern as she spoke and pushed forward.

"How long ago had you stopped manually pumping his heart?" Hirihi asked, forming the necessary seals and placing her hands against the top of the sheet. With her hands over his chest, Hirihi attempted to maintain her focus between the task of trying to restart the man's heart and hearing the inexperienced medic. "Just about a minute ago." He said. Hirihi had time. She might be able to save this man today, if she just got his heart going again. If she didn't, the man would surely lose all brain function and be in a coma the remainder of his life, if you called living on machines a life.

[Hirihi]

Pushing chakra directly into the man's heart, still not willing to let him be declared dead, the pink haired Jounin looked up towards the female standing across from her. She had long, blonde hair that extended down to the middle of her back. Her blue eyes stared in wonder as Hirihi worked with a sense of urgency uncharacteristic of most in her own group. "Give me a full report on his injuries. I will keep his heart pumping, attempting to restart it. Treat ANY other injuries that are preventing his heart from pumping on its own, as well as cuts, lacerations, or burns that are life threatening." Hirihi said.

There it lay in the grasp of her chakra, the dead heart of a worker who had enough current to stop his heart. From what she could tell, it would beat, but it could not sustain its own beat. Not even glancing to the black haired male, Hirihi barked yet another order. Her tone seemed harsher towards him than the girl, since he had already been put on her bad side for not doing enough to help the man before them. "You going to give me that rundown or not?!" Hirihi practically shouted at him.

There was a small group of people beginning to form around the medics as Hirihi worked alongside the two-man medical cell. Most of them were other workers who had sent for help while others pried him away from the electrical wiring. "H-He has severe burns along his hand where the current entered his body, the damage continuing beneath the skin and into the muscle. The trail follows along his fingertips, across his chest, to thie other hand that had been grabbing onto a metal girder along the inside of the building." He said, seeming to stutter through the explanation.

"Alright, focus on healing his heart while I keep it pumping. If I am keeping a damaged muscle pumping, I am likely doing more damage with every second I pulse my chakra into it." Hirihi said, the blonde nodding and forming healing green chakra around her hands, pressing them against the left side of his chest. The chakra would seep into the skin and beneath the bone, surrounding the forcibly beating heart and attempting to repair the damage created from the electricity, only further worsened by Hirihi's attempt to keep oxygen in his brain.

[Hirihi]

As about another minute would pass, Hirihi would find that the heart was beginning to give faint beats of its own against her chakra, attempting to fight back and control its own rhythms rather than let the outside force do what it was doing. THis was a very good sign that the muscles were repairing nicely, Hirihi keeping her vigilant eyes on the patient as the two worked. "Get him breathing again. I can keep his heart pumping, but without new oxygen, I'm just pushing carbon dioxide into his brain." Hirihi said.

He knew she had been speaking to him, immediately moving to perform basic CPR on the man. This required the two working on his heart to move their hands away for a split second to give him the chance to do compressions on his chest. The man looked so much worse than she had thought. It had seemed to burn through his clothes, slightly etching them into his skin as if attached by stitches. They'd have to cut the clothes off of him to get him cleaned up when they were done. Each pump of his heart brought oxygenated blood to his brain, keeping his skin from taking that pale white tone of a corpse.

Once she felt that his heart was in good enough condition to beat on its own, Hirihi looked towards the blonde female a moment. "I'm going to pull my hands away. You keep healing his heart, and we'll see if the healing holds. While you do that, I'll examine him for any other injuries." Hirihi said. A set of handseals later, Hirihi was peering into the man's body with her x-ray jutsu, surveying the damage along the arms and chest. As she looked closer, she saw something that told her this was going to be a lot more serioues than she had originally hoped.

"Did he fall more than ten meters?" Hirihi asked. The blonde having to speak up in her colleague's stead as he was still doing CPR on the man, Hirihi listened intently as she surveyed further along his body. "He was working about twenty meters above the ground. The only way they could get him off of the girder was to knock the ladder out from underneath him. He wasn't wearing the safety clip, which caused him to fall the full distance onto his back." She said, sounding almost like she knew what was going to happen next."

[Hirihi]

Hirihi was already preparing for the speech she was going to have with these two. Not only had he suffered the shock of the electrical current, but he had fallen far enough to break bones. That was what she was looking at now. There were broken ribs, some just fractured while others had been severed. Judging by the injuries, this man was beyond broken. His heart was barely beating on its own, and it almost looked like his ribs were pressing against his lungs. It was going to cause more harm than good to continue as they were.

"You two are going to have a serious talk with me after we do all that we can for this man." Hirihi said. "I assume you two brought a gurney? Keeping him here is making it harder to treat him, as he has possible injuries to his spine, as well as multiple fractured ribs." Hirihi said, the blonde nodding and moving to grab the gurney to begin unfolding it. With the gurney laid out beside the man as he lay on the ground, Hirihi wondered how best to move him while his heart was still working on it's own. With his heart going, his breathing had resumed, faint but there for the moment.

I'll grab his legs, you two take his shoulders, cradling his head. Do not let his head move while we lift him onto the gurney." Hirihi said. The two nodded, acknowledging the respect that she deserved and doing as she said. With a quick one-two, he was hoisted up only a few inches, laid on the gurney, and laid back onto the ground. With the gurney in place, Hirihi lifted from the handles at the man's feet, speaking loud for the two of them to hear. "One of you is all I need to carry him with me. The other needs to repair the heart and lungs, as well as attempt to repair those ribs." This command was quickly followed by the male, as the blonde girl had already done enough as it was and was likely needing to conserve her chakra for the remainder of what they were going to do.

Moving quickly down the street, careful not to shake the man too much, Hirihi kept her eyes forward, the red hued optics locked on the hospital that they were approaching. The building was a pivotal point of the village. It was where she had lived a majority of her adult life, working under the harsh eye of Ashlin. Now that the mentor was gone, no longer her superior, Hirihi felt like that building was a memorial to her training. It reminded her of Ashlin's rough approach to learning, but that day was proving to her why it had to be that way. Life was rough, as this man had learned first hand, and only those who had dealt with the harshness of life could truly save a life.

[Hirihi]

As the three-man team entered the hospital, there was a flurry of medical staff stepping forward and looking towards Hirihi with expecting eyes. They knew that she was the one who was giving the orders. She had proven, through Ashlin's rough training, that she deserved respect. "I don't care who you have to move, but we need a room on the first floor. I'll also need two people to replace these two should they tire out. This man becomes our first priority." Hirihi said. One of the nurses with a clipboard looked over her listings and nodded, guiding the group to a room on the first floor and helping them get him placed on the bed.

He was faintly breathing, his breaths ragged and his heart threatening to give out in the time it had taken them to get him to the hospital. The red eyes of the Jounin would again take a survey of his heart from her x-ray jutsu, the other two staring at her as if waiting for an order. His heart was still weak, and there was definite damage to his lungs. They appeared to be puncture, blood beginning to pool in them from the broken ribs. They had to heal the lungs, drain the blood, and reset the broken ribs. That would help get his heart back into better shape, as his body wouldn't have to be exerted as hard to maintain decent blood flow.

"One of you focus on setting his ribs and the other focus on healing his lungs. Once you are done with his lungs, we need to drain the blood from his lungs. If his heart gives out between now and then, I will keep it pumping, but you don't have long to do the things I've asked." She said. The black haired male was hesitant to step forward and take the task of healing and setting his ribs, but the blonde girl was definitely enthusiastic. Being given a guiding direction was what helped her most, from how it appeared to Hirihi.

In her mind, she knew that they were both wondering what she was doing, and that was a good question. She d to make sure that there were no other pressing injuries to take care of first. Extending a chakra scalpel from her fingertips, Hirihi began to cut through the man's clothes, discarding them aside into a plastic bag. They were ruined, and even if they kept them for him, he was likely to do the same as them and throw them away. As the two worked, Hirihi found other spots where the man was bruised, checking to make sure there was no damage to the bones near the bruising. She also took the moment to jot down notes on a chart left by the nurse at the foot of the bed. Knowing all the facts was the best way to form a plan, whether it be a battlefield or a hospital.

[Hirihi]

With a full workup on everything that she could find, Hirihi returned her focus on what the two were doing. The female medic had done a fairly decent job repairing his lungs, the bleeding definitely halted. That just left the remaining fluid in his lungs that a quick syringe could fix. The ribs, though, were proving to be a bit trickier, Setting them was hard to do, leaving the male to grumble in frustration as the pieces were hard to assembled by himself to heal. Granted, he was dealing with multiple pieces, but he would have to learn to do this.

In the interest of saving the man's life, leaving the lesson of setting ribs for another day, Hirihi stepped forward and moved his hands away with a shooing motion. "You are going to do more harm than good. We'll work on that when it comes to cadavers, just don't let me forget." Hirihi said, a bright green aura surrounding her hands as she closed her eyes. Focusing purely on the chakra, she began to meld the pieces together with an expert amount of control. As they connected, it was like they were melting back together, the healing chakra surrounding the break and making it almost as if the break had never occurred. Moving from one rib to another, Hirihi kept at the slow, steady pace.

As she worked, she spoke with eyes closed to the two of them. "If you are getting tired, send me a new person in your place. If you aren't, one of you grab a needle and drain the blood out of his lungs. Don't do this blindly." She said. it was ironic that she made that comment, as her own eyes were closed. The irony of it seemed to go over their heads, only the sound of the two working on draining the blood from his lungs filling the room. One by one, each rib would melt into place with the other. Hirihi, though, had her own limits. If she continued at the rate she was going, she was going to use up her chakra and be incapacitated.

It hadn't seemed like she was doing that much, but the level of healing this man needed was far beyond the original scope she had seen. It was demanding more, taxing her body to its own limits. She'd continued to work, never complaining. With all of his ribs not in place, his chest no longer looking sunken in, his heart would gradually begin to improve, leaving Hirihi to move her hand up to focus her chakra purely on his heart. With the chakra swarming over the battered muscle, Hirihi continued to work, keeping a mindful eye to her subordinates.

[Hirihi]

More time would pass, minutes feeling like hours, and Hirihi would begin to feel light headed. Swaying a bit, Hirihi reached a hand out for the wall and leaned against it, a hand going up to cover her eyes. "Tell me how he is doing. Has his breathing leveled out and is his heart holding up?" She asked, waiting for the two of them to speak up and say something. The male, setting the syringe aside with the blood taken from his lungs, would be the first to respond to her request. "His breathing has begun to level out, but we couldn't get all of the blood out. For the most part, it seems he'll just be coughing up minor bits for a few days before it clearing up." He said, Hirihi hearing the blonde clear her throat.

"His heart is still badly damaged. We've repaired everything we can, but it seems that the damage is beyond repair. The electricity was more than enough to stop his heart, leaving burns through the tissue and over his chest. The fall worsened it, leaving small fragments of his ribs-" Oh shit, why hadn't she thought of that? "Did ANY of the fragments puncture his arteries?" Hirihi asked, still unsure of whether she had checked that or not. It was a slim chance, but a good explanation for the damage.

The fragments of bones, if they had not collected in his heart, would have torn through the valves of his bloodstream. Each passage through his circulatory system doing more damage. No one in the room spoke as none of them had an answer for her. Forcing herself to focus, Hirihi brought her x-ray back up, thoroughly searching through the major arteries going through his heart for any signs of bone chips that may have been pushed through them.

As she looked, the blood in his body stopped flowing, his heart no longer pumping. Immediately shifting her focus to examine his heart, she got her answer on if there had been bone fragments in his blood. As minute and fine as fiberglass, they were there. There were several of them, lodged into the various chambers of his heart. The impact, likely, had not caused them to become what they were. Moving his body had been the catalyst for that. His broken ribs had rubbed against each other, tearing small bits of bone and blood flushing them into his lungs. From there, they had found a path into his blood steam, ending up in his heart and causing the tears.

[Hirihi]

Focusing her eyes back on the real world, she looked at them with a small bit of concern. "Either of you experienced with surgery?" Hirihi asked, the two looking at each other and turning back to Hirihi. "It's simple, really. I have to cut the bone fragments out of his heart, pull them out of his body, and do all of this before even thinking of getting his heart restarted. I'll need you two for this, because, I can't do both. I'm going to damage his heart, you are going to repair it. Sound simple enough?" Hirihi was getting a bit stressed, wondering how long her body could withstand the stress of this treatment.

"Can't someone else do it? You're going to tire out." The blonde female asked, Hirihi shaking her head. "No, we have to do it now, as we have only minutes. Ready or not, you two are going to help me with this." Hirihi said, pressing one hand to his chest and pressing the scalpel into one of the chambers of his heart. Cutting the fragment clear, Hirihi flushed her chakra into his chest and pulled the fragment out, the slight ting! of the bone fragment hitting metal heard as she went back to do the same to another fragment.

Repeating this process, fast and aggressive, Hirihi did this without stopping. Each one took several seconds, the seconds seeming to add up into minutes. She was fighting hard to prevent damaging the man any further. Once she had all of the fragments collected in the small pan, Hirihi counted them and did one last look to make sure she had collected them all. "Now, focus on repairing his heart, I'll restart it." She said.

Just like they had been doing earlier, only with the addition of a second person healing, Hirihi began to pulse chakra through his heart, in an attempt to get it beating again on its own. each pump pushed blood to his brain, buying them more and more time to resuscitating him. Eventually, his heart would begin to beat on its own again, fighting the chakra that demanded a steady rhythm. Pulling her hands away, Hirihi watched the two of them working with honest hope that they were doing their best.

[Hirihi]

As the blood began to rush back through his body, the repairs to his heart seeming to bring a much stronger pulse, Hirihi allowed herself to take a seat and close her eyes. Exhaustion was threatening to topple her, but she'd stave it off a bit longer to make sure that this man did not lose his life there today. She'd put too much of her own blood, sweat, and tears to have him die on her now. Not after all she had done. To lose him now would make Ashlin look at her with disgrace. "Check all of his veins and arteries for damage. Repair them if you find any." She said. It was nice, having people she could order around. It made it easier to get things done.

As the two would immediately set to it, one starting from his feet and going up while one checked from the head down. Teamwork, thankfully, was being applied. She didn't even have to say anything to them to get them to do it, either. It made Hirihi grateful that if, heavens forbid, she were gone, this place might still run without her. As the two progressed over their work, healing the necessary damage to his body, Hirihi waited quietly for them to finish and give her some kind of sign as to his status.

When the grips of fatigue would threaten her, Hirihi would force her eyes open to watch them as they worked. It was mesmerizing, to say the least. The faint glow of green in the palms of their hands, the handseals of various techniques they performed to check their own work. It was almost enough to put her to sleep. When the trance shattered at the sound of a coughing, heaving man, Hirihi would stand and lean against the rail at the side of his bed. Draping the blanket over his form, so as to give him some dignity, Hirihi grabbed his chart to finish filling it out.

"Sir, can you tell me what your name is?" She asked, awaiting an answer from him. His words would come out with a sharp edge, rough sounding as he was still clearing his lungs of the remaining blood. "W-What happened?" He asked, not even bothering to answer her question. "You stuck a tool through an electrical line, suffered a massive shock, and fell more than thirty meters. That's what happened." She said, being blunt and honest with the man. He needed honesty most of all, in her opinion, to know the extent of the damage.

[Hirihi]

Once he had gotten his bearings, he would cough and wheeze a bit more, shivering a bit beneath the blanket. "Why do I taste charcoal?" The man asked, eyes closing as he awaited an answer. "Your lungs suffered a lot of the shock from the electricity, likely causing some burning to the tissue. We treated as much of it as we could, but our primary focus was healing that heart of yours." Hirihi informed him. "I need you to answer some questions for me, so that we can determine if there was any lasting damage to your brain." She said, trying to lead back to the task at hand.

Slowly, they went over the various details of what he could recall. They went through things as recent as the day, as well as tracing back to important dates in the past. Birthdates, family members, anything that would leave some kind of clue that he had suffered brain damage. Everything thus far was checking out just fine. It was almost as if he had not even taken any damage from the fall, or the shock, to begin with. With his paperwork filled out, Hirihi sat down, the worked named Kenji remaining still on the bed.

"How long do I have to stay here for?" Kenji asked, expecting the worst from the situation. With the damage he had taken, he didn't imagine that he was going to be leaving anytime soon. If they had been using normal medicine, stuff that had not been enhanced with the usage of chakra, it would have been a miracle to get his heart going again. healing from the damage alone would have done enough to keep him there for weeks at least. Chakra, though, was a powerful thing. He would need to remain their for her own personal observation a while longer to clear her own conscience that he was okay.

"You will be here a few days at the least. Though we healed you rather quickly, we only helped the body to speed up its own natural healing process. To let you go now would be premature and would likely end up killing you. You need to rest, so that we can make sure that your body can keep things in check on its own." She said. Hirihi had done this more times than she could count, as there were tons of people always thinking that chakra made everything all better. All it did was influence the own body's natural healing abilities. It required an outside source of healing, yes, but it relied greatly upon the body. This puts stress on an already taxed person, seeming to be a bandaid when it was really a leech for the foolhardy.

[Hirihi]

Leaving Kenji to rest for the night, Hirihi would remain there in the hospital, taking a much needed rest following the intense healing she had done. Yes, she had been helped by the two medics she now knew to be Aki and Katsuo. For that, she had granted the two at least a day to reflect on their mistakes before she would lay into them for making a bad situation that much worse. Occasionally, Hirihi would do rounds through the hospital, surveying various other patients that were being treated by other medical staff just to check in. There were injured shinobi, panicky mothers over their children, and elderly that were in need of help to maintain their health in their later years.

All in all, it was a quiet bit of time. She paid most attention to Kenji in his room. As the hours would pass, his body would begin to get stronger, leaving him feeling that much more antsy to get up and do things. It was a task, to say the least, to keep him from removing the catheter. Hirihi didn't understand why men were always so against the use of such a useful thing. It prevent them from needing to get up. Stopping him, once again, from attempting to get up, Hirihi pulled back the sleeves on his gown. "Kenji, you need to stop fighting me here. I need to take a look at your arms to make sure that the burns are going away." She said.

"Why don't you just heal them like you did the rest of my body? It would make everything that much easier." He said, grumbling more than anything about having to remain in bed. "Because, Kenji, unlike the other staff, I believe a body needs to heal on its own for some things. Otherwise, you'd just come to us each time you got a scrape or a bruise. The body needs to do some things on its own." She said.

Turning his eyes to look elsewhere, Hirihi pressed her fingertips to the middle of his arm. "Is it still numb?" She asked. He had been having some nerve issues since the shock in his arms, leading to a lack of feeling and a loss of control over some parts of his hands. "It just feels like pressure, no real other feeling. I also can't flex my index finger on that hand." He said. hirihi could see that he was trying, but there was not much that she could do to heal the damage caused by the electricity to his nerve endings. That would just take time for his body to adjust.

[Hirihi]

The next few days would pass, the gradual return of sensation to his hand and arms leaving Kenji excited. No one was happier to see him up and about then Hirihi, Aki, and Katsuo. This was a man that Katsuo was ready to just dismiss as dead, leaving nothing more than a cadaver for his family to identify. Bringing him a new change of clothes, seeing as it was time for him to be discharged, Hirihi helped Kenji to stand and escorted him to the bathroom with the bag of clothes his family had brought him. "They are waiting for you in the lobby. You'll need to be discharged from our care, so make sure to stop and talk to the nurse at the front before you leave. She'll have some instructions on follow-up care just in case you need it."

She was always by the book, at least, that's how she tried to be when it came to the medical aspect of her life. Writing up the remainder of the forms, Hirihi made sure to get signatures from Aki and Katsuo before she turned in the paperwork to the nurse at the front of the hospital. Within twenty minutes, kenji was in the lobby, hugging his family and taking care of his discharge paperwork. To see a man on the brink of death walk again was an exhilarating thing to experience. Like watching a statue that you had hand carved seem to glow in the sunlight.

As Kenji exited the hospital, likely to return to work within the following week if he kept up with his outpatient instructions, which was unlikely, Hirihi went to the blonde haired Aki who stood there with a chart in hand. Katsuo rounding the corner as Hirihi approached her. "Katsuo, come here." Hirihi said, motioning for the two to follow her into an empty room, turning to them and crossing her arms as she motioned for Katsuo to shut the door. "You wanted to-" "Don't talk. Just listen." Hirihi said, hints of Ashlin's animosity shining through.

"You two were given a few days to think about Kenji, so that you might figure out on your own your mistakes. Rather than let you state them, likely to stutter over your own words, I'll just tell you what you did wrong. You moved his body. When a victim falls that far, or is in shock, you KNOW not to move them. Yet, you moved him. Had i of had to explain to his wife why he was dead, I'd have named the two of you responsible. Just a lesson to learn, and learn well, do not move a body unless the situation calls for it. You will cause further harm." She said, giving it a second to sink in. "Go back to whatever you were doing." She said, almost disgusted with them as she pushed past them, the sound of another emergency ringing in her ears as Hirihi was once again called by name to help with another patient.

[Hirihi]

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name; Medium Rare
rank; a
description; One of our field ninja’s was recently hit dead on by a high level Katon attack. His suffering from sever burns all over his body and needs immediate attention. There’s only a slim chance he’ll make it but that chance is there. Do your absolute best to save him Doctor.
reward; 150 experience, 5,000 ryo
minimum shinobi; one
mission status; interminable

With her previous patient healed up, there was a lot of commotion at the front of the hospital. Nurses and interns were gathered around, each spanning from the waiting room to the door as they looked at a few of her fellow ninja carrying someone on a makeshift gurney. Stepping past them, the Jounin looked on with curiosity. Normally, they would be carrying anyone who was in the field and injured. Why was this particular person on a gurney. As the group moved closer, moving slow and steady as they talked amongst themselves.

Stepping past all of them and proceeding through the door to meet them where they stood, Hirihi met what she believed to be a corpse. If that was why they had been moving so slowly, it was a respect thing. The talking, though, that she had seen was definitely making her think otherwise. The body of the person was charred, hit with what appeared to be a high level Katon blast. Her own experience in the art of Katon made her curious what had hit the person. The group appeared to be led by a member of equal rank to Hirihi, a Jounin with two Chuunin carrying the charred body.

"We need you to help our squadmate. Rogue-nin attacked and she was hurt in the process." Hirihi raised a brow at the Jounin asking for help, looking again to the body. There was no signs of life in the female. Hell, it hadn't even looked like a female at first. The hair and clothes had been burned, most of the clothes stuck to her body and still burning her skin as they stood there. "If... she is alive, why the hell were you walking?" She asked, curious as she turned to look at the Jounin questioningly.

"It was her request. She'd rather die in comfort than live in agony. Running with her like this was causing her too much pain, so we obliged her request. We were trying to keep her attention on conversation, rather than the burns, but they are more severe than we can handle to distract from." He said. Hirihi waved a hand and a few nurses rushed forward to her side. "The room that my last patient is in? We are putting her there now. Take the gurney, move fast, and start treating her injuries. Now." Hirihi said. Two life threatening cases in one week. How amazing was this?

[Hirihi]

Hirihi quickly followed behind as the charred female was carried into the hospital. The crowd would disperse as they entered, Hirihi sighing. You never can find people to help you when it's a live one this far along. She thought to herself as she waved to her last patient as he left with his family. The smell of charred flesh was much more prominent in the confined space of the hospital room. It was almost as if she was still smoldering from the Katon attack. Helping her get settled on the bed, Hirihi looked towards the nurses and pointed to the hall. "Bring any medical supplies we have to help her. I can't do all of this by myself." Hirihi said.

With a blur of her hands, Hirihi formed a chakra scalpel and her hands began to glow with bright green chakra. With her level of mastery, the chakra would barely even touch the skin before it would begin to soothe and heal her skin. With her hands over her patient's chest, Hirihi forced the chakra as far beneath the skin as she could, surrounding her internal organs with the healing nature of her chakra. The burns had penetrated deep beneath her skin, the girl faintly breathing beneath her treatment.

It was almost a miracle that she was still alive. From the extensive damage to her body, she could have easily died from the shock alone. it had taken a strong mind to stay calm in the pain she must be feeling. Once she crashed from the adrenaline rush, she'd likely need to be on painkillers to substitute for the adrenaline's absence. She'd also carry a lot of scars from all of this. At this point, just saving her was her first goal. Getting her stable was her primary goal. Minutes would pass, the damage slowly repairing beneath her hands.

With a spluttering cough, sending blood onto the pillow. Her lips would move in an attempt to speak, but nothing would come out. Nothing but a small stream of blood. "Don't talk. You just relax and let me work." Hirihi said. Slowly, steadily, what damage had been done to her internal organs. Her lungs and heart were definitely the target of the katon attack. Minutes would pass and Hirihi would still be left alone with no one to help her. There was no time to find someone to help her. She'd just have to fly this one solo for the moment.

[Hirihi]

Hirihi found that healing the wounds was getting a bit more difficult than she had imagined. Even with the added benefit of having some drugs there to help substitute the healing process, she was having some problems with the wounds reopening. It was the strangest thing, as if the burns were continuously damaging her body. Curling her fingertips over a bit of the burnt skin, Hirihi examined the burn with a closer look. At first glance, Hirihi wasn't sure what to make of it. The skin, regardless of her pushing healing chakra into it, would immediately revert to looking singed again.

What kind of Jutsu had she been hit with? Her condition was continuing to decline, and Hirihi was seeming to just waste her chakra healing her. What if it was a technique that continued to burn even after the original fire had been extinguished? This was a definite possibility, and Hirihi began to explore the thought that she might have to do some dissecting before she'd be able to heal this girl. This was going to require a second set of hands. "I am going to get someone to help me. Please, don't try to move or speak." Hirihi said, stepping away and peeking out of the open door.

Seeing Kenji, the chuunin from before, Hirihi grabbed him by the shoulder and pulled him into the room. "You are dropping whatever assignment you are on and helping me in here." She said, motioning to the girl that lay on the bed before them. "Burn wounds that keep deteriorating the flesh after healing. I need skin graft kits, and two chakra pills." Hirihi said. She was going to expend a lot of chakra on saving this girl. He'd need one before it was over, too.

Watching him as he left, Hirihi decided to try and test her thought on a simple bit of skin far from the wound. Using a chakra scalpel, Hirihi severed the dead flesh, a whole inch of length extending to healthy tissue, and placed her hand on the new wound she had made. Healing the wound with her chakra, pushing as little as necessary for such a superficial injury, Hirihi pulled her hand away and watched the patch of new skin that had grown in its place. Because the cut had been on a spot that was rather small, it had not required a skin graft for regrowing the skin. When the skin showed no such change, Hirihi knew that she had stumbled onto something else.