Who are you?

Part 16

It was all an accident. She always did her best to stay away from shinobi, but she came across a group of injured shinobi near the foot of the mountains. There were three men and a woman.

Their headbands showed that they were from Kumo, and their dark skin and light hair also suggested so. Two of the men and the woman were mildly injured, but they were trying to help the other man, who was losing blood at a dangerous rate.

Shiori slowly approached them. She didn't walk, so they wouldn't assume she was trying to sneak on them. She also made sure to make enough noise while walking so they would hear her.

She technically didn't have a permit to treat Kumo shinobi. Still, her conscience wouldn't let her just pass by without offering her help. She got close enough that she was aware they could feel her presence. She saw it in the minuscule changes in their behavior. They were on guard.

"Excuse me?" Shiori said. The two men didn't even lift their heads, but the woman turned to glare at her.

"What do you want, brat? Can't you see that we are busy?" the woman yelled. From this close, she could see that the situation was worse than she initially thought.

"I'm a traveling medic. I can show you my documents. I don't have a permit to treat Kumo shinobi, but I can help, so I wanted to offer you my services." Shiori said as she deliberately reached for her bag and took out her permit scroll. She opened it, and after the woman checked it visually for a few seconds, she took it from her.

"What are you doing here, brat? There are no villages here," one of the guys asked her as the woman examined the documents.

"I'm going to the temple of ravens. My sensei told me she has a friend there, and he is going to assist me with a personal problem." Shiori said. There was no use in trying to hide the truth when it could trigger the shinobi if she was discovered.

After a few more seconds, the woman turned toward her companions. "The documents are legit. I say we give her a chance. If she tries something funny, we can take her," she said. Her companions nodded and moved a bit to the sides so she could get closer. Shiori put her bag down before moving closer.

She kneeled beside the man and activated her diagnostic jutsu. The man seemed to be bleeding from a kunai wound to his lung. He also had a few broken ribs and some minor wounds. Shiori said all of these out loud so they would know exactly what she was going to do.

She started with the damage to the lungs. She stopped the bleeding and removed the bone fragments, then she moved the broken ribs into the correct position. She then slowed the bleeding in other parts.

Once all the wounds were shallow enough, she returned to the lungs for more healing. "I'm almost done. In a few seconds, We need to move him to his side. I'm going to force the blood in his lungs out, so he needs to throw it up." Shiori said, and they moved the man to his side on her signal.

The unconscious man started coughing violently, and the blood and small fragments of bone came out of his mouth. He calmed down after a minute. "I'm almost done. his body can't take more healing, so I have to stitch and bandage his other wounds after disinfecting them." Shiori said as she pointed to her bag.

"No. Use our kit. We can't trust you," the woman said, and one of the men went to grab his medical kit. It wasn't out of the ordinary and made no difference to Shiori. Very well. I still need to wash and sanitize my hands before cleaning his wounds. Do you have your own water as well?" Shiori said. The woman nodded, and Shiori got up to go to the side of the clearing. She took a water canteen and opened the top.

Shiori held her hands and started pouring the water. She methodically washed her hands. The man finally came back and poured some alcohol on her hand to sanitize it.