Itachi carried Furin as he ran the entire way, his expression completely focused and his stride steady, every step filled with anxiety and heartache.
Furin, tucked in his arms, was uncharacteristically quiet compared to her usual lively and bouncy self. She tilted her head slightly, eyes closed, and the "blood" at the corner of her mouth looked jarringly bright.
"Furin, hang in there just a little longer, we'll be at the hospital soon." Itachi lowered his head and comforted her softly, his voice gentle yet laced with urgency.
Chapter 66