same thing as we were: someone in our gang was a mole. "Damn it," she said and then turned to me. Together with Deidara she took me to the back rooms, which were halfway furnished, and then put me on an empty couch. Relieved to finally be able to rest somewhere, I closed my eyes. I was so tired. But this calm did not last long.
"Forget it!" Adam suddenly snapped at me. “Keep your eyes open and stay awake as long as I haven't treated the wound.” I nodded slightly. Konan had apparently fetched him after she was allowed to admire the extent of my miracles. I had it done when he knelt by the couch with a first aid kit. Adam cleaned the wound with some kind of shit-burning stuff and then sewed it up with his nimble, practiced fingers. He was the surgeon for the Akatsuki because it was impossible for us to show up at the hospital with a gunshot wound without being subjected to dozens of questions. As far as I know, Konan had also started training as a nurse and did a few internships at the local hospital. But since this gave her far too little time for us and our regular injuries, she had given up the training.None of us wanted that, but Konan had always been stubborn and wouldn't let anyone talk her into her decisions. Most of the time, however, she only took care of the small wounds, leaving the serious ones to Adam.
When the painful procedure ended with Adam putting the bandage around my arm, I let out a relieved breath and finally closed my eyes to allow myself a well-deserved sleep.


Adam

Konan looked patiently over my shoulder throughout the treatment and when I got up to finally go to work, I saw the many questions on her face. "It'll all be fine with him, won't it?" She asked in a worried voice. I nodded. "He should just rest a little so his body can produce enough blood. His wound is a clean bullet, that's good and his muscle tissue isn't badly injured. He should keep his arm still for at least two weeks to prevent the tear can heal in the muscle. ", I explained matter-of-factly. Konan nodded and her shoulders sagged a little, as if I had taken ballast off her with the words. “I'll tell him and make sure he does.” I raised my eyebrows skeptically. Not that I doubt her skills as a nurse, but Hidan was a lousy asshole and wouldn't make it easy for her. I didn't like this guy in general. He was constantly throwing curses around and constantly taking out his bad mood on others. He'd also joined one of those weird sects or whatever that you'd rather stay away from because they stole your mind as well as your money. Not that Hidan ever had very much of either of them. "Don't look like that!" Konan admonished me with her stern look. "I know what you're thinking, but I can do it." "I have no concerns when it comes to your skills," I replied. At the words her face lost all severity and she turned red. At this sight, I had to think again that her soft features had no place in all this chaos. She shouldn't be here. Don't live with all the criminals. She was smart and could make something of herself. Why did she give up all of this? In the middle of this thought I remembered my work. In a hurry, I checked the watch on my wrist and was surprised to find that it was really late. I had to go now to be on time for my double shift at the hospital. "I have to go to work now. See you." I raised my hand in parting while I was already heading for the exit. "Thanks!" Konan called after me as I was about to open the door.
I smiled broadly as I left the factory premises. It was just typical for Konan to say thank you for something that didn't even affect her and that for me that was the most natural thing in the world. But that wasn't the only thing that made me smile. Also the picture of Konan, who turned red. With this picture in mind, no matter what awaited me in the hospital, I would enjoy my day.