Chapter 110: Wind-Taking Sorrow

In less than half a day, Xuanwu brought Tsunade to the Konoha camp at the second battlefield.

When Shikaku arrived at the infirmary, they were examining Akimichi Norifu.

In order to facilitate the operation, Xuanwu replaced his eyes with white eyes on the way, so that all the conditions of Qufeng's body could be seen at a glance.

The unconscious Qiu Daoqufeng was already extremely emaciated.

Life force is almost completely lost.

Chakra is exhausted.

Only one tenth of the blood in the body remains.

There were two fatal wounds.

One was a penetrating wound in the abdomen, probably caused by the horn of the five-tailed beast. The spleen and stomach were damaged, and most of the intestines were crushed.

The other wound was on the right chest. It was unknown who had done it. The left lung had basically lost its function and the liver was also pierced.

From any perspective, Akimichi Tofu has missed the best time for rescue.

If the medical ninjas of the second unit were more capable, if the treatment was more timely, if Xuanwu and Tsunade arrived earlier, if...

Unfortunately, there are not so many ifs. Even if Xuanwu is unwilling, the life of this man who raised him as his own son, cared for him for more than ten years with all his heart and soul, and was not a father to him but was better than a father to him, is about to come to an end.

Knowing that it was futile, Xuanwu did not want to give up. He mobilized all his chakra and used palm magic in an attempt to repair this exhausted body.

How could he give up? When his mother died, it was this man who picked up the weak Xuanwu from Ling, rejected the Uchiha clan's unreasonable request to take him back, and brought him back to his own home to raise him against all odds.

Xuanwu still clearly remembers the day when Uncle Qufeng protected him. His palms were so warm and powerful.

It was he who filled the gap in family love for Xuanwu, and it was also he who gave Xuanwu the right to live.

He may not be good at expressing his love in normal times, because he is not good at speaking and does not communicate much with Xuanwu.

But Xuanwu knew that besides Tsunade, the only person in this world who was willing to protect him with his life was the man lying on the hospital bed.

Now, this father-like figure is about to die. How can Xuanwu accept it? How can he accept it?

Green light filled Qiu Dao Qufeng's whole body, but he could not generate even a trace of vitality. There was no oil in the tank, so how could he start the car?

Perhaps sensing Xuanwu's sadness, Qufeng, who was in a coma, slowly opened his eyes.

"Is it Xuanwu?"

Xuanwu maintained the Palm Immortal Technique while answering softly, fearing that if his voice was a little louder, Qiu Dao Qu Feng would not be able to bear it. "Uncle Qu Feng, it's me. Don't worry, I will definitely cure you."

Somehow Qiu Daoqufeng's dying body regained vitality. He struggled to sit up, and a smile appeared on his pale and skinny face. "I know my body well. There's no need to waste my energy."

Although his voice was weak, it was still calm, as if it was not him who was about to die. "Lu Ping, please take the others out first. I want to talk to Xuanwu."

Lu Ping, feeling grief-stricken, closed his eyes and ordered, "Everyone follow me out."

More than a dozen medical staff and Lu Ping retreated.

The only people left in the room were Tofu, Genbu and Tsunade.

Touko looked at Tsunade, wanting her to go out as well.

Xuanwu forced a smile and said in a feigned joy: "Uncle Qufeng, there is no need for Tsunade. I have never had the chance to tell you that she is my girlfriend and your future daughter-in-law."

Qu Feng's pupils, which were on the verge of dilation, showed a glimmer of light again. He smiled and said, "Really? That's great. I'm really happy to know that you have found a home before I die. It's just that I can't see you two get married. When the time comes, remember to bring me more wine. I don't want anything else, just Maotai."

Xuanwu lowered his head and said nothing. He didn't want to agree to this matter. He wanted Qufeng to live to see that day.

Tsunade took over and said with a smile: "Don't worry, we will."

Qufeng nodded to Tsunade and looked at Xuanwu again, "Xuanwu, I have lived long enough. It is a blessing from heaven that I can see you grow up. There is no need to be sad about it.

After I die, you will succeed as the patriarch of the Akimichi clan. I have already passed on this matter. You don't need to lead the Akimichi clan to create much glory. You just need to let our clan continue.

I am confident in your abilities, but I am worried about your character. You care too much about emotions when doing things, and you are indecisive about many things. Most of the time, you would rather put yourself in a difficult position in order to take care of the feelings of others.

Dealing with the Third Hokage is one thing, and handling the problems of the Uchiha clan is even more so. Even though you know that Danzo has repeatedly harmed you, you still tolerate it for the sake of what you care about.

Before, I had this old bone around to shield you from the wind and rain. Now without me, you have to learn to be strong. You can't give in to everything. One day, you will have no way to retreat. Do you understand?

From now on, you..."

Qufeng wanted to tell Xuanwu to be nicer to himself in the future and not to be burdened by love. He wanted to ask Xuanwu to take good care of his son Ding Zuo. He wanted to go back and see Sanae who was waiting for his triumphant return at home, and tell her in person that he was back alive.

He wanted to go drinking and fishing with his two old friends, Lu Ping and Xi Yi. He wanted to take a walk in the sunset with Sanae again. He wanted to see Xuanwu get married and Ding Zuo grow up.

He had so much to say and so much to do.

But he was too tired, so tired that he could not utter a word, so tired that just moving his arms became a luxury.

Qufeng used up his last bit of strength and patted Xuanwu's shoulder with his thin hand, as if entrusting everything to him, and then slowly fell down.

Akimichi Xuanwu supported him and choked up, "Uncle Qufeng, I will take good care of Aunt Sanae for you, and I will also teach Ding Zuo to become a talent. Please rest assured that as long as I am here, no one can bully them. Also, I'm sorry that I can't obey your order, but the head of the Akimichi clan will always be Akimichi Ding Zuo."

Qiu Dao Qufeng listened quietly to Xuanwu's words, then slowly closed his eyes with reluctance and relief.

Eighteen years ago he held this child in his arms, and eighteen years later, he died peacefully in this child's arms.

Xuanwu's tears flowed uncontrollably. He thought he understood what Tsunade said about the pain of losing a loved one. It was so heart-wrenching.

At first it was just tears, but after a while, the tears were streaked with blood. Then the red color in the tears became darker and darker, turning into blood tears. In the end, Xuanwu's eyes were bleeding like pillars, and Xuanwu himself fainted.

"Xuanwu!"

Tsunade ran over and hugged Xuanwu. After seeing his appearance, she became extremely anxious and shouted outside, "Someone come quickly!"

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