Tsunade sat in the Konoha Hospital office, recalling what Uzumaki Mirai had whispered in her ear yesterday—
“People always like compromise.
For example, if you say this room is too dark and want to open a window here, everyone definitely won’t allow it.”
“But if you advocate tearing down the roof, they will come to conciliate and be willing to open a window.”
“Equipping Ninja squads with medical teams is the same!”
“You directly propose creating a medical department!
If they don’t agree, you resign from your Konoha Hospital position.
In order to not let you leave, they will definitely compromise!”
“Then negotiate and discuss it later, each taking a step back.
You then propose a small-scale pilot first, selecting some Ninja squads to be equipped with medical Ninjas, and the candidates will be trained by yourself.
That way, they will have nothing to say.”
“In the future, once the effects of equipping medical Ninjas become prominent, the Jonin are not blind either; they will definitely agree!”
Sounded unexpectedly reliable?
“Lady Tsunade!
There is a critically ill patient waiting for treatment!”
“If he’s not dead, let him wait!”
“Then what if he dies?”
“If he dies, send him to the morgue!
Why are you calling me?!”
Patient:???
Tsunade made up her mind to try Uzumaki Mirai’s proposal first!
She ignored the patients in the hospital and walked straight toward the Hokage Office.
Tsunade had always been the type of person who acted on her thoughts.
Emerging from Konoha Hospital, she strode all the way toward the Hokage Office building.
The Ninjas she met along the way cast sidelong glances and cleared the path—after all, the aura radiating from Princess Tsunade clearly looked like she was going to wreck the place.
“Bang!”
The doors of the Hokage Office were kicked open once again.
Hiruzen Sarutobi was smoking his pipe while reading documents when he was shaken by the loud bang, causing his hand to tremble and ash to spill all over the table.
He raised his head and looked at the disciple at the door with disheveled blonde hair and a fierce gaze, a vein throbbing at his temple.
“Tsunade…
How many times have I said that you must knock before entering—”
“Old man, I have something to say to you.” Tsunade walked directly to the desk, slammed her hands flat onto the surface with a slap, leaned over, and stared into Hiruzen Sarutobi’s eyes,
“I want to establish a medical department under Konoha Hospital, specifically responsible for the training and deployment of medical Ninjas on the battlefield.”
Hiruzen Sarutobi was stunned for a moment, then slowly lowered his pipe: “Medical department?
Wasn’t this matter discussed at the last Jonin assembly?”
Tsunade said word by word: “So I’m not here to discuss it with you today; I’m here to notify you.”
Hiruzen Sarutobi frowned: “Tsunade, this matter involves budgets and staffing; it’s not something one person can decide.
You—”
“Fine then,” Tsunade straightened up, crossing her arms, her proud chest protruding and revealing a deep cleavage.
If Hiruzen Sarutobi hadn’t been Tsunade’s teacher, he would have almost been unable to resist glancing at the cleavage!
Tsunade’s voice continued— “If you don’t agree to establish the medical department, then I will resign from all positions in Konoha Hospital right now.
From now on, no one should come to me when they get sick.”
“Anyway, the Senju clan has so many properties, I won’t starve to death!”
The office fell silent for three seconds.
Hiruzen Sarutobi’s pipe almost dropped to the floor.
He widened his eyes, looking at the female disciple in front of him who wore an expression of “I am not joking,” a myriad of thoughts flashing rapidly through his mind—
Tsunade was Konoha Hospital’s golden signboard and the strongest medical Ninja in the Ninja World.
Countless nobles of major powers, feudal lords, and high-ranking officials came to Konoha for medical treatment specifically for her reputation as Princess Tsunade.
If she quit, Konoha’s medical reputation would plummet by at least half, and it might even affect the Land of Fire’s international prestige.
“You!” Hiruzen Sarutobi opened his mouth, closed it again, took a deep breath, and when he spoke again, his tone had softened noticeably: “Tsunade, this matter can be discussed.
Calm down—”
Compromise and concession seemed to be engraved in Hiruzen Sarutobi’s bones.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have pulled off so many outrageous stunts in the original work.
“I am very calm,” Tsunade pulled up a chair, sat down, crossed her legs, “Either establish the medical department, or I resign!”
“Impossible!
This is absolutely impossible!” The Hokage’s door was pushed open once again.
Entering were Utatane Koharu, Homura Mitokado, and behind them, Danzo Shimura!
The Konoha F4 were all here!
Utatane Koharu’s voice was sharp: “Have you ever considered how much it costs to establish a hospital department, Tsunade?”
“The establishment of a department cannot be decided on a whim!”
“If you act recklessly and cause other departments in Konoha to be unable to operate due to funding issues, affecting the entire Konoha, who will take responsibility for this?”
Danzo Shimura also had something to say: “Tsunade, Ninjas are consumables to begin with!
Instead of bothering to establish a medical department, you might as well come and help this old man research human modification!
I can agree to your resignation from Konoha Hospital!”
Veins popped on Hiruzen Sarutobi’s forehead as he listened.
Good grief, what did they take the Hokage Office for?
A vegetable market?
These people come and go as they please, arguing whenever they want?
Did they still have any respect for him as the Hokage?!
“Enough!” Hiruzen Sarutobi could no longer hold back and slammed the table.
“Danzo, shut up first!” He took a puff from his supreme giant pipe, “Tsunade cannot resign; this is the bottom line!
And stop obsessing over human experiments; that is not allowed!”
There was a look of disdain on Tsunade’s face—if it’s not allowed, then punish him!
Just saying a couple of painless words like that, anyone who didn’t know would think you were supporting him!
If the old man made Tsunade feel annoyed, then Danzo Shimura made her feel physiologically disgusted!
All day long, acting like a worm in a gutter, conniving and despicable, making people sick.
After making Danzo Shimura shut up, Hiruzen Sarutobi said earnestly: “How about this!
Tsunade, establishing a medical department is a matter of great importance, and the Village’s finances cannot support it for the time being.
If you have any other ideas, you can bring them up.
We’ll try our best to resolve them, as long as you don’t resign.”
Utatane Koharu wanted to say something else, but was glared at horizontally by Hiruzen Sarutobi and didn’t speak up.
Anyway, her goal was simply to prevent the creation of the medical department to avoid sharing power.
As for whether injured Ninjas lived or died, she didn’t care; anyway, she didn’t go to the battlefield, nor did she need to go on missions.
Tsunade took a deep breath, knowing the timing was right.
“Old man, there’s no need to immediately allocate funds for expansion, nor am I asking you to equip all squads with medical Ninjas in one breath!
What I want is very simple—”
She raised a single finger.
“Let’s run a pilot first!
I will personally select a few Ninja squads and equip them with medical Ninjas trained by my own hands.
We’ll look at the effects and collect data.
After a year, if the results aren’t good, I, Tsunade, will dissolve the medical department myself, without a second word.”
Hiruzen Sarutobi fell silent.
Utatane Koharu, however, grew anxious.
Isn’t this still wanting to establish a medical department?
Hiruzen, you mustn’t agree!
Unfortunately, she was being glared at fiercely by Tsunade at the moment, and for a short while, she was too frightened to speak up.
Hiruzen Sarutobi stared at Tsunade for a long while.
This disciple was truly stubborn enough to give one a headache.
“…As for the pilot, what will the scale be?” He sighed in the end.
Compromise, then!
Isn’t a Hokage just meant for compromising?