“He’s recovering very quickly from the transplants. It’s his blood,” a voice echoed through Juuzou’s skull.

Juuzou laid barely conscious in a bed. On a very soft mattress that felt uncomfortable.

“He still has bleeding.”

“Internal?, another voice asked. Or external? Both?”

“Yeah, both. The RC cells are doing just fine. He’s constantly bleeding through his eyes. It’s the RC cells again. It’s perfectly normal.”

“Sounds good. Anything else I should know? Pain treatment options?”

“Well based on the files I read, this kuso is nuts, he probably donates his own blood for fun. Kuso Seishinbyō. He doesn’t need any pain treatment.”

“Geez. Yakumo San is going to have a lot of fun with him.”

“Couldn’t have heard anything more true.”

They continued to talk but Juuzou couldn’t concentrate on what they were saying. His mind slipped out of gear and he lost consciousness once again.