Bleach: Studying medicine cannot save Soul Society

'Teacher Uozhihua, do you want to listen to what you are saying?'

"How can I be similar to Aizen Sosuke? I am a good person!"

Senju Makoto took the lead and sent himself a dozen good guy cards in a row, with a smile of a pure good guy on his face, and said with some embarrassment.

"Teacher, how can I compare to Vice Captain Aizen? Even if you want me to build up my self-confidence, this is too exaggerated."

Unohana Retsu's beautiful eyes looked at Senju Makoto, and he was quite sure of his judgment and said, "No, there are indeed some similarities, but there are some very obvious differences between you and Vice-Captain Aizen."

Senju Cheng asked unexpectedly, "What is it?"

Maozhihualie opened her lips slightly and said, "Loneliness, loneliness that sometimes seems incompatible with the world..."

Senju Makoto... was a little stunned.

Lonely?!

Senju Makoto, who was stabbed somewhere in his heart, almost even smiled a little reluctantly, and a strong sense of loneliness suddenly emanated.

A hint of pity flashed in Uozhihua Lie's eyes, but he did not continue to ask further questions. Instead, he stood up and left the courtyard to attend the monthly captain meeting.

For individuals, loneliness is the most inescapable curse!

Arriving in the world alone, you will eventually leave the world alone...

Between these two solitudes, everyone is a lonely soul wandering in confusion.

Especially for the God of Death, who lives a long life, that loneliness will be extended countless times by time, and a lot of "different or the same" are needed to fill or heal that loneliness.

Once upon a time, Uzhihua Retsu's choice to fight against that loneliness was to kill. He felt his true self in the endless killing, and became completely obsessed with that killing to replace loneliness.

Now, in Uozukaretsu's view, Senju Makoto has not really found his own way to integrate into this world and heal his loneliness...

Although the loneliness shown by Senju Makoto sometimes seemed a bit too strong, as a gentle teacher, Unohana Retsu did not bother Senju Makoto.

After Unohana Retsu left for a moment, Senju Makoto breathed a sigh of relief and slowly readjusted his state.

So lonely……

I didn’t expect that Unohana-sensei’s observation skills would be so meticulous, or did she reveal it unintentionally?

Senju Makoto thought silently and pursed his lips forcefully unconsciously.

However, Senju Makoto also understands where his loneliness comes from, which is the loneliness of not having the same kind, the true "same kind".

The memories retained in his previous life made Senju Makoto understand that he was an alien in this world in a sense.

However, in fact, Senju Makoto does not care too much about this kind of thing. Time... will heal everything. Sentimentality is not Senju Makoto's character.

On the contrary, Senju Makoto grinned and looked forward to his future in the gynecology department.

With the authority of Mao Zhihua, after a lot of praise, he will gradually find patients for his consultation. In other words... after more than two months of silence, he can finally find an opportunity to start "seeding seeds" again.

As for how to get some bleeding wounds out of the patient, Qianju Cheng also had a plan in mind, that is...injection.

Of course, what Senju Makoto means is acupuncture. If you are sick or not... I will give you an acupuncture for free.

When he thought that his "Forest Seeds" would soon be able to take root and sprout in large numbers in Jinglingting, Senju Cheng felt very good, and his inner loneliness immediately dissipated a lot.

'Sure enough, I have been lonely and depressed in the past few months. Maybe it is related to the inability to sow seeds, and the speed of spiritual power accumulation has not been improved for a long time...'

'Prick a needle and sow a seed, where is the loneliness left?'

'There is no emotion but happiness.'

Senju Makoto murmured, and after quickly solving the breakfast problem, he hurried towards the gynecology department, ready to start a new day.

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On the other side, as the captain meeting day of Jing Ling Ting once a month, almost all the captains and deputy captains of the entire Jing Ling Ting gathered towards the first team early.

And as the first team slowly closed the door, it also meant that the authority of the Serenity Court was second only to the Central Room 46, and the meeting that would affect the direction of the entire Soul Society was about to begin.

In the large and majestic conference room, captain-level Shinigami wearing different captain haori stood facing each other in two rows, with completely different squad numbers written on the captain haori behind them.

A total of twelve different figures stood in this conference room, and almost every figure faintly exuded terrifying spiritual pressure that would be unbearable for ordinary Shinigami.

Finally, the ancient conference bell rang outside the conference room, announcing the start of the meeting.

The one standing at the top had a ferocious cross-shaped scar on the right side of his head, a hanging silver beard tied with a purple belt on his chest, and the pure white captain Haori simply draped over his body had the word "一" written on it.

The majestic old man opened his slightly narrowed eyes and glanced at the eleven captains in front of him.

Except for the position of captain of the 10th Division, which was still vacant, the other captains had already arrived, and he spoke slowly.

"Captains, the meeting has officially begun..."

In the adjutant waiting room near the captain's conference room, as the terrifying spiritual pressure faintly transmitted from the conference room next door calmed down, a large number of deputy captains who followed the captain to attend the meeting gradually relaxed.

.

"It's really scary. I can only say that they are worthy of the captains. I am in awe of the spiritual pressure that is unintentionally leaked through every word and deed."

A very lively deputy captain of Division 9, Jiu Nanbai, who had green wavy short hair and a red scarf, patted his small chest, couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief and murmured.

The third division vice-captain Chiba Chitetsu (female), who was tall and tall and showed some yakuza style, nodded and said in awe.

"Of course, that is the captain. He is not at the same level as an ordinary god of death. I am afraid that even if we want to attend the meeting, we will not be able to stand in front of the captain's gate."

However, Yachiru Kusuka, who was accompanying him to the meeting for the first time as an adjutant, couldn't help but smacked his mouth and shouted, "Well... I'm just so bored, how long do I have to stay here?

"

The deputy captain of the 1st Squadron, Takuchojiro, who had conspicuous short white hair slicked back and a black mustache, said sternly.

"Please be quiet, deputy captain of the 11th Squadron. The meeting time is determined by the content of the matters to be discussed. As the adjutant, we only need to wait patiently for the captain's instructions to provide corresponding assistance."

However, as Chojiro finished speaking subconsciously, he looked at the short-legged pink loli in front of him with his big, confused eyes blinking, and his serious expression became a little unbearable.