Konoha: Rebooting Life of a Medical Ninja

"Remember, just put the medicine at the door, he can eat it or not, but don't go in." Sister Fusang asked again and again before bringing the boiled soup to Yi Zhicheng.

"Understood, it's not the first time I've given it away, and I don't want to get dirty." Yi Zhicheng smiled, took a bag of soup and walked towards the daimyo palace.

...

Due to the strong vitality of the Uzumaki family, it can be said that they are born with a long life. There are many people who have lived over a hundred years old in the genealogical records. Well, the Kingdom of Vortex was established by him alone, so it can be called the ancestor.

Originally, an elder with such a high status should have enjoyed his old age in the palace safely, but it was a pity that he suffered from Alzheimer's disease two years ago, and now he always feels that he is a trash king who picks up garbage and makes his house a stinky mess.

At the beginning, because of his status, the daimyo often sent someone to take care of him, but later the great elder always said that they came to steal his treasure, either beating him violently or throwing dung.

In the end, gradually, the dignified elder became a bad old man that no one would care about. The only thing he had was three meals a day and a bowl of soup that didn't have much effect under the order of his daimyo, which showed that everyone hadn't given up on this idea. old ancestors.

Yi Zhicheng doesn't have the slightest confidence in the treatment of Alzheimer's disease. Even if this disease was incurable in the previous life, the diseased brain is not so easy to repair. No one in the whole ninja world has done in-depth research on the brain.

But dementia doesn't mean that he doesn't remember things. Maybe after some inducements, he can better find out some information, such as where the sealed book is stored...

...

Although the great elder was demented, his daimyo did not drive him out of the palace. Instead, he built a large courtyard in a remote corner of the palace to recuperate his illness.

Holding the passport of the Ise Pharmacy, and it was not the first time for Yi Zhicheng to deliver medicine, he easily passed the guards and entered the palace, followed the weed-covered path to the backyard of the palace.

Just now the small courtyard close to the Great Elder smelled an indescribable stench, because it was noon, and a servant who was in charge of delivering the food had just come over, pinching his nose and putting the food on the table, with a disgusted expression on his face Cleaning up yesterday's dishes.

"How is the elder elder?" Yi Zhicheng walked over and asked casually. The two had met several times, but they were not familiar with each other.

"Who knows, the appetite is quite big, I'm afraid I won't die for a while." The attendant left a word angrily, turned and left impatiently.

"Heh... As long as a person grows old and gets sick, no matter how outstanding and respected his past achievements are, he will be forgotten and become a burden that everyone despises." Yi Zhicheng sneered. There are many such things.

Looking at the empty pot of soup and medicine on the table yesterday, I don't know whether the great elder drank it as soup or used it to water the flowers, but what Fusang cooked was just a soup that nourishes the mind and nourishes the qi. The curative effect on dementia can only be Talking about it is better than nothing.

"Great Elder, I'm the Ise family delivering medicine, I'm coming in."

Dirty and smelly, like a yard in a garbage dump, no one responds.

Yi Zhicheng went straight in, and the ground was covered with garbage and filthy excrement. If he hadn't worn herbal boots and ninja sandals in advance, he might not even be able to touch the ground.

Arriving at the door of Nuo Da's house, he knocked on the closed door again, and opened the door when no one answered.

Dark, smelly, messy, it's a paradise for rats and cockroaches, no normal human being would want to live here.

Yi Zhicheng is a little strange. Alzheimer's disease generally forgets most things, and only remembers a few fragments, such as his childhood, his parents, and his children.

I haven't seen someone who piles garbage in his own house, unless he picked up garbage when he was young,

Obviously the Great Elder would not do this.

Generally, such symptoms can be classified as mental illness or hoarding disorder, rather than so-called Alzheimer's disease.

Yi Zhicheng didn't step into the threshold, but took out a rabbit from his arms and threw it through the door.

The rabbit had just landed, and immediately a black spell shot out from behind the door like a poisonous snake, wrapping itself around the rabbit.

"Seal of Self-Curse Curse"

Immediately afterwards, a bucket of foul-smelling filth was poured over the rabbit's body, and Yi Zhicheng had long been hiding at the door without getting a drop of it.

This trap was discovered by brother Ise when he came to deliver medicine for the first time with his innocence test.

"Haha...haha!!!" A skinny old man looked like he had been lying in ambush in the room for a long time, dancing and laughing happily like a child.

I have to say that it would be pitiful if he had been waiting for someone to be deceived, and it would have been a few years.

But the next moment, when he saw that it was only a rabbit caught in the trap, his smile stopped abruptly.

"Great Elder, I am..." Before Yi Zhicheng could introduce himself, the poor old man had already fled deeper into the depths with horror on his face.

"They're coming for me... Run! Run!"

"Fuck, this is really crazy..." The corners of Yi Zhicheng's eyes twitched slightly. Although the Great Elder looked crazy, he still had strength. If there were a lot of traps inside, he couldn't really take them one by one. Shall we break?

If the self-restraint curse seal was wrapped around his body just now, he might not be able to escape at all, and it would be fine if he poured shit all over his body. If there was an even more terrifying curse seal behind him, his life would probably rot here.

Is it possible to forget it?

Impossible, there are not many high-level officials that Yi Zhicheng has access to, and the only person who is qualified to know the sealed book is the Great Elder.

Anyway, this strange old man must come out to get food, so just wait outside.

"Great Elder! I'm the pharmacist of the Ise family. I gave you a new medicine today. It must be taken an hour after meals. I put it on the table and I'm leaving first."

After leaving such a sentence, he squatted at the door and waited for the elder to come out by himself.

One hour...two hours...three hours...

Yi Zhicheng's olfactory system was almost destroyed, and the Great Elder did not come out.

"???" Yi Zhicheng got up and looked at the food on the table, expressing his confusion, and looked inside the room.

An old man squatted in the dark with his arms around his knees, his eyes full of horror, and he chattered endlessly:

"Kagura said he hasn't left yet...he's still guarding outside...he wants to catch me...don't go out..."

"...so cautious?? What is he afraid of?" The corners of Yi Zhicheng's eyes twitched slightly.

The so-called Kagura is probably the Kagura mind that all the purebloods of the Uzumaki family have.

Seeing Yi Zhicheng's probe, the Great Elder panicked and fled into the dark house in a panic. His movements were not like centenarians at all, but like a baboon in heat.

"This……"

Looking at the small courtyard full of dangers, Yi Zhicheng didn't have the courage to take another step, and reluctantly put down the medicine jar and left.