The Strongest Shikigami Sasuke-kun

Gojo Satoru looked at the person on the hospital bed, and the exposed eye of the other person unconsciously opened wide, and the slightly dazed expression appeared on his face again, as if he saw someone else through him.

Sasuke stared blankly at the other party's eyes under the sunglasses.

Those eyes...like...

No, it's still different, he withdrew his gaze, and suddenly lost the mood to continue probing.

From the very beginning when he appeared in front of him, he kept reminding himself to recall the past, but no matter how similar he was to the person in his memory, this was a new world after all.

Uchiha Sasuke has actively chosen to cut off the fetters with the past.

His dreams once existed only in the past, and now he wants to try to look ahead.

"...Nice eyes." He said softly, closing his eyes and turning his head to one side.

Gojo Satoru looked at the person on the hospital bed in surprise, that child...was she crying?

It was rare for him to be at a loss, he just took off his glasses, and the person who had been barking his teeth before suddenly became disheartened and shed tears.

Are my six eyes so strong?

Gojo-sensei is also wondering about his own charm today.

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"Tuk-tuk-"

"Please come in—"

Uchiha Sasuke opened his eyes, just in time to see the person who opened the door.

"Excuse me, Mr. Gojo," a young man with a sad face came in, holding a paper bag in his hand.As soon as he raised his head and met Sasuke's gaze, Yizhi almost jumped up in shock.

This young man is so imposing, and he is not at all inferior to Mr. Gojo!

"Oh Yidizhi, did you buy the puffs?" Gojo Satoru happily took the paper bag from Yidizhi's hand, took out the puff sticks that were still warm and took a big bite.

"Ah, finally alive, by the way," he turned his head and handed the bag to Sasuke, "Do you want to try one? The puffs here are really super delicious!"

Sasuke nodded at the man named Yizhi: "Hi, Sasuke Uchiha."

"Ah, hello," the other party bowed in a panic, "I am the assistant supervisor of the Curse College, Yidizhi Jiegao, please give me your advice when we meet for the first time!"

"Hey, I'm so sad. It took me a long time to ask Sasuke-kun's name. Why did Ichi tell him as soon as he came?"

"...This, Mr. Gojo..."

Neither of them seem to be capable of teaching and educating people.

When Gojo Satoru persevered in selling the "extremely delicious" puffs to Sasuke ("I said no to eating"), Yi Dizhi led the doctor and pushed open the door of the ward again.

"Sir, the patient can't eat these greasy things!" While the doctor was reading the medical records, the nurse who came in with a small cart grabbed a white-haired teacher and explained why the patient couldn't eat such greasy things. Foods that are high in sugar.

"Hey, I see." Gojo Satoru raised his hand and agreed with a smile.

Sasuke lay on the bed and let the nurse remove the gauze to check the wound healing, then apply the medicine and re-bandage.

"Gojo-kun is very strong." The young nurse looked at Sasuke's arm with regret, "Many adults can't bear the pain of dressing changes, so they ask us to take painkillers. If it hurts, just tell me, and the doctor can give you Prescribe some pain relief medication."

Gojo Satoru stood by the window and looked at the person lying on the bed. He was obviously pale and sweaty from the pain, but he managed to keep silent, and he was able to thank the nurse after changing the dressing without making a sound. With a shake.

It's not like a child of this age.

Sasuke didn't expect that the treatment in this world would be so painful.The pain caused by many medicines at the moment of sticking to the wound is far more than the herbal medicine of medical ninjutsu. The so-called treatment cannot speed up the healing or relieve the pain immediately like medical ninjutsu, and can only recover slowly on its own.

Originally, with his physical fitness, although he was seriously injured in the battle with Naruto, he should be able to walk on the ground after lying on the bed for four or five days.

However, after he woke up, he gradually felt that his recovery speed seemed to have slowed down a lot, and his physical strength had also dropped drastically. After talking to Gojo Satoru, he felt obviously tired, and even wanting to sit up by himself became weak. It's tough.

"Mr. Wutiao, are you sure you want to discharge Mr. Wutiao Tuanshan from the hospital?"

The doctor in a white coat pushed his glasses and looked at Wujo Wu with a look of disapproval in his eyes, "His wound healing is not very good, and he is easily infected if he is discharged hastily. I suggest staying in the hospital for observation for a few more days." sky."

Several veins popped out of Sasuke's head.

Five... round fans?

"Ah, the main reason is that the child doesn't want to stay in the hospital anymore," Gojo Satoru said, looking like a good brother who is worried about his younger brother, "When he wakes up, he wants to go home. Fortunately, there is a private doctor at home, who can provide simple diagnosis, treatment and disinfection. Still no problem."

"Gojo Satoru, you'd better be able to explain clearly." After Yizhizhi and the doctor left, Sasuke stared at another person in the room, who was eating the fifth puff with all his heart.

"I can't help it, Sasuke-kun," Gojo Satoru took out a piece of paper and wiped the powdered sugar on his fingers, and said earnestly, "I don't know your name, and you don't have any documents on you. If it weren't for me There is something at home, you can’t even enter the hospital.”

"Also, isn't the uchiha fan pretty good, it's about the same as the Uchiha." He took out his phone and tapped it, and then turned the screen of the phone to Sasuke. On the screen was a familiar kimono with the uchiha family's uchiha clan emblem printed on the back coat.

"Look, you have tuanfan printed on your own clothes. It's not wrong for me to call you Tuanfan temporarily, isn't it wrong, Mr. Tuanfan?"

"Don't call me Tuanfan!"

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It was already afternoon when Yidizhi finished all the procedures, because Sasuke had already woken up, the hospital provided him with some liquid food at noon.

As for Gojo Satoru, he ordered the deluxe eel rice set with an explosively sweet strawberry milkshake, and ate it bite by bite in front of Sasuke.

"Okay, everything is packed, we can go." Gojo Satoru clapped his hands and bent down to look at the boy on the hospital bed.

You didn't pack your things at all, everything belonged to the hospital, and I bought the hospital gown by the way when I went to settle the medical bills just now.Yi Dizhi thought silently in his heart.

"How do you want to go? Do you want my princess to hug you? Yidizhi can hug you too, but I think Yidizhi is too weak to make it to the parking lot." Gojo Satoru pointed at himself enthusiastically, "Sure enough, I still hold you Hug it out!"

No, I want to go out by myself.

"No, it's very difficult for little Sasuke to sit up now." Gojo Satoru raised his hand and shook his index finger at Sasuke, "If it wasn't for the convenience of management, I would let you cultivate for a few more days. Stay here for too long, after all, there are still many things to do, so I can only let others take care of you."

Yi Dizhi silently pushed a wheelchair in, seeing that both of them turned their heads to look at him, he pushed his glasses nervously.

"That's right, I forgot that there is still a wheelchair." Gojo Satoru looked suddenly enlightened, "Well, it's not impossible if you want to try, but I still suggest you let me carry it."

"No need." Sasuke refused him decisively.

Although what the man said was correct, he did feel a little struggling to sit up now.

Yizhizhi helped Sasuke move to the wheelchair, and thoughtfully took a thick woolen scarf from the car to wrap Sasuke.

"Sasuke-kun, if you are injured, you still have to keep warm, after all, your body's resistance will decline."

"There's something under the pillow, don't you need to take it?" Wujo Satoru interrupted their conversation.

Sasuke froze for a moment, watching Gojo Satoru reach out and remove the pillow, revealing two bells tied together with red thread.

He thought that in the end, he still couldn't come with him.

"Put it away," Gojo Satoru picked up the bell and looked at it, then gently placed it in his assistant, "Don't forget it next time."

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The ward where Sasuke stayed was on the sixth floor. This floor was basically a single ward, and most of the people living in it were patients from the public security department, so the general situation was relatively quiet.

It might be visiting time right now, the door of the ward opposite them was open, and there was a large crowd of adults and children inside.

"Isn't this Mr. Gojo?" A middle-aged man in a police uniform outside the door looked up and saw Gojo Satoru, and greeted him with a smile.

"Inspector Oda," Gojo Satoru's tone sounded like a dog at the moment, "Long time no see."

"This is..." The other party's eyes paused briefly on Sasuke, and then moved away quickly.

"Ah, this is my younger brother," Gojo Satoru patted Sasuke's shoulder lightly, "There was an accident, so he stayed in the hospital for a few days, and today I'm going to take him back to have a good rest."

"That's it..." The other party showed a dazed expression after hearing this sentence, "I wish you a speedy recovery." He bowed his head and said to Sasuke.

"Thank you for your good words." Gojo Satoru replied for him. "Then let's take our leave."

A little boy ran over at the door of the ward at some point, looking at Sasuke in the wheelchair curiously.

"Why is this brother wearing a blindfold?"

"Conan! Don't be so impolite." A girl interrupted him hastily.

"Because my brother's eyes were injured and he couldn't see the light for the time being, so he used the blindfold~" Gojo Satoru bent down and explained with a smile, "Okay, little brother, we have to go first~" He waved his hands and straightened up, "Let's go, Yidizhi."

"Okay." Yidizhi pushed the wheelchair and followed Gojo Satoru with his hands in his pockets and humming a ditty.

"But..." Conan wanted to ask something else.

"Okay, Conan, go back quickly, the visiting time is very short." Mao Lilan hugged Edogawa Conan, who was just over one meter tall, and turned back to the ward.

But it's really strange, the person in the wheelchair obviously didn't meet the discharge standard, and all the speeches were made by another white-haired young man with sunglasses behind him, and I always felt that Chief Inspector Oda's attitude towards that person was a bit subtle... …

But these things just flashed through his mind quickly, and soon, he focused on the clues that Sergeant Higurashi was attacked.

After the wheelchair turned the corner, the voice from the ward could no longer be heard.Gojo Satoru stretched his waist, turned to Yidizhi and said, "Okay, give me the wheelchair, you go downstairs and drive first."

Yiji looked at Gojo Satoru suspiciously, "What about you and Uchiha-kun?"

"I'll take Sasuke-kun to find a little curse to play with." Gojo Satoru grasped the handle of the wheelchair, bent down and whispered in Sasuke's ear, "I'll give you a piece of information for free, how about it?"

The author has something to say: The elementary school students of Death came out to make soy sauce.The setting is the theatrical version of "No. 14 Goals", and conjurers are considered public officials, so Gojo will arrange for Sasuke to be admitted to the police hospital.

The bell appeared under the pillow when Sasuke woke up, because Sasuke is not the princess and the pea, and is currently in a weak state, so he didn't feel it.But Gojo Satoru discovered the fluctuation of energy, so he actually knew that Sasuke had woken up, but he just wanted to poke his face!

Yidizhi: A considerate tool person.I have been kept in the dark all the time, and I don't know what is different about Sasuke-kun.