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People from the Uchiha clan may be naturally not good at speaking, and this young man in the clan was no exception.
Seeing Sasuke's fists clenched and his body trembling slightly, Inahisa could only sit silently beside him, gently pat Sasuke's shoulder, and wait with him for the result.
And while they waited anxiously—
……
The audience was also stunned.
"What...what happened?" Sakura covered her mouth, too shocked to speak properly for a long time. "Sasuke's brother...wasn't he patrolling just fine? How could he suddenly..."
Naruto, his face filled with anxiety, nervously grabbed Kakashi's sleeve: "Kakashi-sensei, Sasuke... Sasuke won't be alright, will he?!"
Itachi's sudden change terrified Naruto.
Naruto was well aware of Sasuke's complex yet profound feelings for his brother.
Naruto couldn't help but worry about Sasuke, wishing he could rush into the dream to help him immediately.
[Ding! Naruto's emotional fluctuations have been detected! Emotional value +400!]
"Don't rush, calm down!" Kakashi said in a deep voice, pressing one hand on Naruto's shoulder to comfort him.
His single eye was fixed on the scene in the hospital corridor on the screen, and he pondered, "Itachi suddenly vomited blood... Could it be that the hidden injury he sustained when he fought Orochimaru earlier has flared up?"
"Ah! It must be that arrogant, shameless Orochimaru who did this!" Naruto was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, then angrily swung his fist into the air. "Last time in the Forest of Death, that Orochimaru guy tried to attack Sasuke!"
The boy shouted angrily, his fists clenching so tightly they were cracking.
Jiraiya stood to the side with his arms crossed, his brows furrowed, his expression even more serious than Naruto and the others.
"Ugh……"
He has also investigated Orochimaru's actions over the years.
He has an almost obsessive and fanatical obsession with various bloodline limits...
It seems he is truly beyond redemption.
Thinking of this, a trace of sadness and heartache flashed across Jiraiya's eyes.
[Ding! Jiraiya's emotional fluctuations have been detected! Emotional value +200!]
The audience members, each lost in their own thoughts, all turned their attention to the screen.
……
on the screen.
Soon after, Fugaku Uchiha and Mikoto, having received the news, also rushed to the hospital.
The moment she appeared, Daohuo's expression hardened, and she sprang up from the bench, bowing respectfully: "Clan Chief! Madam!"
"Where's Itachi?!" Fugaku rushed forward, his face grim. "What on earth happened?!"
"Wasn't Itachi Uchiha patrolling with you? How could he suddenly cough up blood?" Mikoto asked anxiously, "How is he now?!"
Sasuke, startled from his daze by the sound, quickly stood up, his expression a mixture of guilt and worry: "Father... I'm sorry, Nii-san... we don't know how..."
Dao Huo took the lead and gave a detailed report on the unexpected situation that had occurred during the patrol.
"...That's how it happened. The young master wasn't attacked at all; he just suddenly coughed up blood and fainted while walking."
"What?!" Fugaku's brows furrowed upon hearing this. "He vomited blood and fainted without any warning!"
Mikoto covered her mouth, her eyes reddening, and her body swayed slightly: "How could this happen..."
"Mikoto!" Fugaku reached out and held his wife's shoulder, a deep worry flashing in his eyes.
Just then, the operating room doors suddenly opened.
Tsunade pushed open the door and came out.
"Lady Tsunade!" Sasuke was the first to rush forward, his face full of hope as he asked, "How is my brother? Is he alright?"
Mikoto hurried forward, her voice trembling, "Please, Lady Tsunade, how is Itachi?"
Fugaku followed closely behind and said in a deep voice, "Itachi is the next head of our Uchiha clan. He absolutely cannot have any problems!"
Tsunade glanced at the three people who had gathered around her. Seeing their extremely tense and anxious expressions, her previously serious expression suddenly relaxed, and she smiled faintly at them: "You don't need to worry too much. Although Itachi's illness is somewhat troublesome, it's not a big problem for me. I'm 90% confident that I can cure him."
"Phew—" Upon hearing this, Sasuke and Mikoto both breathed a sigh of relief, so excited that they almost shed tears.
Fugaku pondered for a moment, then couldn't help but ask the question that had been weighing on his mind: "Lady Tsunade, what exactly is Itachi's illness? Why did he suddenly... Will this illness affect his strength?"
Upon hearing this, Sasuke stared at his father in disbelief, raising his voice, "Father! My brother is already like this, how can you still only care about his strength?!"
Mikoto frowned slightly in dissatisfaction and gently tugged at her husband's sleeve: "Right now, Itachi's health is the most important thing. We can talk about the rest later."
Fugaku, feeling somewhat humiliated by being criticized by both his wife and youngest son, snorted and retorted, "Hmph! As the successor to the clan head, Itachi's strength absolutely cannot be compromised! This concerns the future of the Uchiha clan; he cannot afford the slightest mishap!"
As he spoke, he glanced at Sasuke, quite displeased. "Besides, Sasuke, you're not strong enough yourself. One day you'll have to rely on your brother to support this clan. What do you know!"
"You—" Sasuke was speechless at his father's words, his face flushed red, and he clenched his fists in anger but did not know how to refute.
[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Uchiha Sasuke have been detected! Emotional value +600!]
Tsunade's smiling expression gradually turned cold after hearing Fugaku's words: "Alright! This is a hospital, don't make a scene."
She put on a stern face: "Clan Chief Fugaku, you can rest assured about Itachi's health. With my personal treatment, his condition will not affect his future strength in any way."
Tsunade's tone was firm, exuding the authoritative confidence of a professional doctor.
When Fugaku met her sharp eyes, he felt a sudden jolt, as if she had seen right through him, and he was speechless.
After a long pause, he coughed lightly, looked away, and said in a muffled voice, "Well... that's good then."
Sasuke and Mikoto exchanged a glance, and only then did their tense emotions truly relax.
"Thank you, Lady Tsunade..." Mikoto said sincerely, her voice choked with emotion, while Sasuke, his eyes red with tears, bowed deeply.
……
[This time, the dream-fulfilling recipients are: Uchiha Sasuke and Uchiha Itachi]
[Viewers: Naruto Uzumaki, Sakura Haruno, Kakashi Hatake, Jiraiya]
[Total Emotion Points Gain: 50300!]
[Current sentiment score balance: 1127720 points!]
[Current Dream Fulfillment Level: 12 (1182220/1200000)]
……
In a run-down little inn near Kusagakure Village.
Uchiha Itachi suddenly woke up from his bed and abruptly opened his eyes!
In an instant, he felt as if a huge rock was pressing on his chest, causing him both suffocation and pain, while a sweet, metallic taste surged deep in his throat.
"Cough...cough cough!"
Before Itachi could think, he staggered to his feet, leaning against the wall. He could no longer hold back and coughed up a mouthful of blood!
Bright red blood splattered on the bedding, a shocking sight.
The dim and cramped room before me was a stark contrast to the tranquil and bright morning streets in my dream.
Kisame Hoshigaki, who shared a room with Kisame, was awakened from his sleep by the loud noise.
He impatiently sat up, rubbing his eyes sleepily, and complained to Itachi, "What are you doing so early in the morning, Seven-san?!"
Before he could finish speaking, Kisame's gaze fell upon a shocking patch of dark red on the bed, and he jolted awake instantly!
"What?!" Kisame's eyes widened instantly as he stared at Itachi in horror.
Itachi was seen leaning against the wall, barely sitting on the edge of the bed. His face was ashen, and the crimson at the corner of his mouth was particularly striking.
His half-length black hair was soaking wet and stuck to his forehead, large beads of cold sweat kept sliding down his temples, and his chest was heaving violently, making it seem like he was having great difficulty breathing.
"One against seven?! You...are you alright?!"
Kisame was so frightened he almost jumped out of bed and rushed to Itachi's side, kneeling down to check on him.
How could Itachi suddenly fall ill without any warning, and this time it's more severe than any of his previous illnesses?
However, Itachi stared blankly ahead, as if he hadn't heard his companion's words.
He was completely exhausted, and the images from his dream still lingered in his mind.
If the conflict between the Uchiha clan and Konoha can truly be resolved so perfectly, then what did everything he did amount to?!
He personally severed the future of his people in reality, believing that he had exchanged a small sacrifice for the greater peace, only to witness a different ending in his dream—
A perfect ending that requires no sacrifice!
The weasel felt his breathing becoming increasingly heavy, and every inch of his lungs felt as if it were being stabbed with a knife.
He couldn't help but recall the request Zhi Shui had made to him before jumping off the cliff.
I can only ask you for help now.
Protect the village and the name of the Uchiha!
result!
He not only betrayed Shisui, but also caused Sasuke to become an orphan!
Itachi's chest tightened suddenly, and a metallic taste rose in his throat again.
"puff!"
Another mouthful of blood spurted out.
Kisame had never seen Itachi Uchiha look so weak and miserable.
"Damn it! Everything was fine yesterday, how did it turn out like this after I woke up?!"
However, no matter how much Kisame asked and called out, Itachi remained silent, lying weakly on the bed with his eyes staring blankly ahead, as if his soul had been taken away.
Kisame swallowed hard, feeling a chill run down his spine.
He even saw a shadow called "death" in Itachi's eyes—
It was a deathly silence, utterly extinguished, as despairing as a long, dark night.
Itachi was perfectly fine last night, but now this man's eyes seem to have already stepped into the gates of hell!