Naruto: soldier of 141

Chapter Seventy-five: Always the Bad Guy

As the helicopter blades whirred overhead, Naruto's heartbeat echoed in the ears of those gathered around him. The tension in the clearing was palpable as Tsunade, with her medical ninjutsu, worked fervently to stabilize her godson. Her hands moved with precision, channeling chakra to mend the wounds that threatened to claim his life.

Minutes passed like hours as the team anxiously awaited signs of life from Naruto. Price stood by, his expression a mix of concern and determination. Roach continued to administer compressions, each one a desperate plea for Naruto to return to them.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Naruto's eyelids fluttered open, revealing weary but alive azure eyes. A collective sigh of relief swept through the group as Tsunade's healing jutsu took effect, restoring some vitality to his battered body.

"Welcome back, kid," Price said, a hint of emotion in his voice as he offered Naruto a reassuring smile.

Naruto managed a weak nod, his gaze shifting to Tsunade, who continued to work her medical magic. "Thanks... Granny Tsunade..." he whispered hoarsely, his voice barely above a whisper.

Tsunade gave him a small smile, her hands glowing with healing energy. "Don't thank me yet, Naruto. We still have a long road ahead of us," she replied, her tone firm but caring.

With Naruto stabilized, the team quickly sprang into action, loading him onto the waiting helicopter. Tsunade accompanied him, her expertise was crucial for his continued care while returning to the Hidden Leaf Village.

In the Hidden Leaf Village, Naruto was rushed to the hospital for further treatment. However, as he was being wheeled through the corridors, they encountered an unexpected obstacle: the civilian council.

Led by the staunchly anti-Naruto faction, the council members stood in their path, their faces contorted with disdain and prejudice. They spat insults and accusations at Naruto, calling him a demon brat and blaming him for the chaos that had unfolded.

Tsunade's patience wore thin as she faced the council members, her eyes flashing with anger. "This is no time for your petty grievances," she snapped, her voice cutting through the tension like a blade. "Naruto needs medical attention, and he will receive it, whether you like it or not."

But before the council could respond, a frantic call from one of the medics broke through the heated exchange. "He's crashing!!!" the medic shouted, panic evident in their voice.

Tsunade's heart clenched in fear as she rushed to Naruto's side. Without hesitation, she and the medical team sprang into action, their training kicking in as they fought to save Naruto's life.

Time seemed to slow as they worked tirelessly, their efforts focused solely on reviving Naruto. With each passing moment, the tension in the room grew thicker, the weight of uncertainty pressing down on them like a suffocating blanket.

Then, after what felt like an eternity, Naruto's heart faltered, its rhythm stuttering before finally coming to a stop. Panic seized the room as Tsunade and her team scrambled to resuscitate him, their hands moving with practiced precision as they fought to bring him back from the brink.

Three agonizing minutes passed, each one feeling like an eternity, before Naruto's heart finally stuttered back to life. A collective sigh of relief filled the room as Tsunade and her team exchanged exhausted but grateful glances.

With Naruto stabilized once again, Tsunade decided to relocate him to the infirmary on the base. The atmosphere in the Konoha hospital was too fraught with tension and hostility, and Tsunade knew that Naruto needed a calmer environment to recover.

As they prepared to transport him, Tsunade cast one last glare at the council members, her eyes blazing with righteous anger. "Remember this moment," she said, her voice cold and steely. "Remember that when Naruto needed you the most, you turned your back on him. But mark my words, he will overcome this, and when he does, he will be stronger than ever."