Sakura saw Sasuke in his attempt to save the woman bated in blood and something in her knew that she mattered to him.
Without hesitation, without so much as a second thought as to whether Sasuke would hurt her or hate her, she ran and fell to her knees on the other side of the woman's body. Her hands darted out to the cloth of the cloak and pulled it higher on the torso, just under the bust and tightened it there. Sakura's hands grabbed the fabric around the wound and pulled it apart farther, ripping the shirt so she could see the damage.
A clean slice through most of her back, most likely done with a katana. She grabbed a large gauze from her bag and tossed it over toward Sasuke, her hands enveloping in green as she began to heal.
"Apply pressure to the middle. Try and use the gauze and hold the skin close together." Her voice was soft, but authoritative and calm.
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Without hesitation, without so much as a second thought as to whether Sasuke would hurt her or hate her, she ran and fell to her knees on the other side of the woman's body. Her hands darted out to the cloth of the cloak and pulled it higher on the torso, just under the bust and tightened it there. Sakura's hands grabbed the fabric around the wound and pulled it apart farther, ripping the shirt so she could see the damage.
A clean slice through most of her back, most likely done with a katana. She grabbed a large gauze from her bag and tossed it over toward Sasuke, her hands enveloping in green as she began to heal.
"Apply pressure to the middle. Try and use the gauze and hold the skin close together." Her voice was soft, but authoritative and calm.