[Comprehensive] If we have another possibility

The day Hatake Sakumo woke up from his coma was an autumn day no different from the past.

He woke up from the exhausted drowsiness, and heard some noisy human voices when his mind was still not clear, and then vaguely heard someone asking him questions.

He bluntly turned his head to look at the source of the sound, and found that his vision was very blurred. The person above his head was blurred in his eyes, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

But according to his brilliant golden hair color, he realized that this person should be Namikaze Minato, a talented junior.

By the way, the Sand Ninja couple had arranged the last batch of hidden weapons before they were killed by him. At that time, he seemed to have saved the boy. No wonder he stayed here.

He tried his best to squint his eyes, trying to see the boy's face clearly, but found that it was all in vain.

So he gave up and wanted to ask the boy if he was injured, and thank him by the way, but before he could say anything, the boy disappeared without a trace, and he didn't know where he went.

Shuo Mao lay on the bed with his eyes wide open, feeling so weak that he couldn't even move a little finger, and didn't know what happened.

He briefly sorted out the situation, but he could only recall that he was in a coma due to poisoning, and the severe pain that he could feel even in the coma, like a tarsal maggot.

But the pain of burning his whole body for a while and freezing for a while has disappeared now, except for the insensitive five senses and physical weakness that are probably sequelae, he doesn't feel any other discomfort.

In the process of Shuo Mao trying to sort out the situation, he felt that his eyesight and sense of smell did not improve at all, but his hearing gradually returned to normal, because after a few seconds, he clearly heard the voice of the boy coming back, and a female voice he did not recognize , it should be a nurse, they seem to have brought a doctor.

Hatake Sakumo turned his head—he had never felt such an effort before today—to look at the source of the sound, and his effort was also subconscious, not wanting to make himself look helpless—even though it was the case.

When Uchiha Hime was dragged into the ward by Minato, what he saw was such a fragile but stubborn Konoha Shirato.

The silver-haired man's complexion was pale, but this morbid weakness added a softness to his handsome face.His eyes are hollow and out of focus, but he reflexively tries to hide that, trying to look normal.

——Excessive self-esteem, extraordinary vigilance.

The young man with cherry hair casually glanced at him and made an evaluation in his heart. His expression didn't change at all. He went straight to the bedside and began to examine him. At the same time, he asked, "How do you feel? How much have your five senses recovered?"

The doctor's voice is young and clear, which is unforgettable.The skirt was unbuttoned, and the warm stethoscope was lightly pressed against his heart. Hatake Sakumo blinked and gave a high score to the doctor's initial impression in his heart.

He honestly replied in a weak voice: "I don't feel very good, I can't even lift my fingers now, my eyes can't see clearly, and my eyes are blurred."

The prolonged coma made his voice quite hoarse, like a scratched tape, and Minato, who was always paying attention to the situation of his benefactor, immediately asked, "Do you need some water?"

As soon as Shuo Mao was about to speak, Fei Shi said indifferently: "After a long period of coma, you have to fast and drink, and you have to wait a few hours for drinking water, at least until the evening. Xiaobayachuan, go find some cotton swabs and dip them in water, help him Moisturize your lips."

"Yes, Teacher Fei Shi."

The nurse who had been helping Fei Shi immediately responded, turned around and walked out.

Minato looked at Shuomo regretfully: "I can only do this for now, please be patient."

Shuo Mao smiled wryly: "No, of course I have to listen to the doctor."

Patients who know how to cooperate and don't cause trouble have always made Fei Shi feel good. He retracted his stethoscope, leaned forward and approached Shuo Mao, stretched out his hand to gently catch his eyes, and explained in detail while observing:

"You are poisoned very badly, and initial detoxification cannot solve all problems."

He paused at this point, took off the small flashlight in the top pocket of his white coat, and began to observe Shuo Mao's eyes from left to right.

The shiny white hand shook in front of the eyes, and the fingertips were slightly cool, making one wonder whether it was these hands that warmed the stethoscope just now.

The glare of the light shone into the eyes, making Shuo Mao subconsciously want to avoid it, but he blinked twice and held back.

He felt that Fei Shi's hand was very steady, and there were slight calluses on his fingertips.This is not a cocoon you can have with a scalpel.

Looking face to face at a relatively close distance, Shuo Mao finally saw the color of Fei Shi's pupils. It was a beautiful emerald green that made people fascinated. If they could see clearly, Shuo Mao thought, they should be like emeralds. Just as clear and beautiful.

Soon, Fei Shi turned off the flashlight, flipped his wrist and put it back in his pocket.

"The pupillary reflex has not fully recovered. You will have severe myopia-like symptoms recently, but this is only temporary. Don't worry. Start taking medicine on time every day from today. If everything goes well, you will be cured in about three weeks."

Shuo Mao, who had been holding a sigh of relief from just now, let go of most of his heart: "That's really great, I will definitely pay attention, thank you."

He smiled at Fei Shi, the smile was gentle and grateful, even a pair of lifeless dead fish eyes were beautifully curved into crescent moons.

Fei Shi lowered his eyes and looked into his eyes, his expression was calm and no emotion could be seen, for some reason he didn't answer immediately.

Sakumo only thought that he was indifferent or weird—to be honest, it was easy to draw this conclusion from the young and indifferent voice of this young man, so he didn't care, and looked at Minato with a smile, "Minato, I opened it just now I saw you right away, have you bothered me recently?"

"No, no, you're welcome, I haven't thanked you for saving my life yet!"

Minato waved his hands again and again, scratched his head in embarrassment, and stretched out a hand to grab the corner of Fei Shi's clothes.

"Actually, I didn't do anything other than visit you every day... The main thing is Fei Shi, who made the antidote and saved everyone!"

When the blond boy finished speaking, his voice was filled with pride.

"Then, is this... Doctor Fei Shi who saved me?"

Shuo Mao said in surprise, then turned his gaze back to the young man with cherry hair, with admiration and gratitude on his face.

"Why didn't you tell me just now? Thank you very much for letting you bother. Your voice sounds very young. I didn't expect to be such an excellent doctor!"

Fei Shi glanced at him, indifferently moved his eyes away from his smile, walked towards the end of the bed expressionlessly, picked up the medical record sheet and opened it: "What is the responsibility?"

The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

Just when Minato sensed something was wrong and was about to say something in embarrassment, Feishi took out a pen from his coat pocket and looked up at Sakumo again, seeing his tired look in his eyes, lowered his head and kept his voice unchanged. explain:

"You have been in a coma for a week and are very weak now. You need to rest more and pay attention to recuperating later."

"Okay, I remember—"

Shuo Mao was suddenly stunned while talking, and then his voice changed a bit: "One week? I have been in a coma for a week?"

He frowned, and his tone was much more urgent than before: "Excuse me, what's the date today?"

"Today?" Minato, who hadn't cared about the date recently, couldn't answer, and Fei Shi, who was next to him, wrote down his inspection status and said calmly: "It's already No. 15. September No. 15."

Hatake Sakumo's eyes suddenly widened.

Before he could say anything, there were hurried footsteps in the corridor outside the ward, and a female nurse in blood-stained surgical gown followed Kobayakawa in a panic, grabbed the door frame and shouted anxiously: "Teacher Fei Shi ! Emergency, please come with me!"

Both Minato and Sakumo were stunned, but Feishi didn't seem to be surprised at all, put down the record sheet, quickly said to Minato, "Don't wait for me for lunch", and walked out quickly.

Minato's eyes darkened slightly, and he whispered "Okay", but Fei Shi had already walked out the door, obviously not hearing it.

Hatake Sakumo watched him walk out of the room, feeling a little apprehensive for some reason.

He thought over and over in his heart that "the expected date of delivery is around September [-]th" and "Dr. Matsuda said that the situation is very stable and you can wait for the delivery in peace" written in the letter from his wife, whom he had only met a few times. He also felt that he was thinking too much. up.

When he was thinking about things, Minato was looking at Feishi eagerly, and when he saw him outside the door after hearing a few words from the nurse who asked for help, and then left with her with a slight frown, he couldn't help but sighed a little. tone, muttering in a low voice:

"Three night shifts in one week, skipping dinner, missing lunch five times—no, six times... Why did all the doctors in the hospital come to him one by one?!"

The young man who had been promoted to Jonin sat down on the side of the hospital bed depressedly, his voice was very low, but his tone inevitably showed some dissatisfaction. Of course, in addition to this, there was an enviable intimacy that can only be had with a familiar person.

Shuomo, who was wandering in the sky, realized something from this tone, and said incredulously: "Minato, listening to your conversation... Could it be that Doctor Feishi is your guardian?"

"It's been said that Fei Shi is not my guardian!" Minato retorted, still looking sullen and worried.

Although he understands that the situation just now is a proof of Fei Shi's ability, status and respect from others, but such a hard work, even hard-working people can't stand it!

Hatake Sakumo didn't answer, just looked at him with blurred eyes for a while, and realized that he had misunderstood.

The relationship between Minato Boy and his guardian—no, the caretaker—is obviously close and full of trust. The only strange thing is Minato's rejection of the relationship of "guardian and ward".

Although he didn't know why, Sakumo didn't miss Minato's deep dependence and trust on Feishi in Minato's tone.

I think there must be other reasons why he hasn't come home for many years, right?Maybe it's for exercising yourself?

This kind of thought disappeared in a flash, and the thing that I had been thinking about was still lingering in my heart, so Hatake Sakumo finally chose to ask: "Mizumon, nurse, when I was in a coma, was there a pregnant woman who came to see me?" ?”

"Pregnant woman?"

Nurse Kobayakawa took out the cotton swab she brought back, and said strangely: "I am in charge of Mr. Bai Fang's ward, have I never seen such a person?"

Minato walked to her side to help her, thinking about Shuo Mao's question just now, and asked thoughtfully: "Is it Mr. Shuo Mao's wife? You came back this time because you are going to be a father?"

Shuo Mao looked at the side silently, feeling a strange flustered feeling, and after a while he said hoarsely: "It should be."

should?

Minato and Kobayakawa looked at each other, and both could see the doubt in each other's eyes.

What the three people in this ward didn't know was that at this moment, in the obstetrics and gynecology operating room far away, the cherry-haired young man who had just changed into a sterile surgical gown finished the examination and covered the young woman with a white cloth at the end of the bed.

"Premature shedding of the placenta is amniotic fluid embolism."

Dead silence.

Amniotic fluid embolism is a childbirth complication in which amniotic fluid suddenly enters the mother's blood during childbirth, causing severe anaphylactic shock.

Maternal women with amniotic fluid embolism usually die of asphyxia due to concurrent acute pulmonary embolism or severe shock within a few minutes. The mortality rate is as high as 80.00%, which is second only to obstetric hemorrhage during childbirth.

The occurrence of this disease varies from person to person, but once it occurs, it is extremely difficult to reverse the death outcome.

All the doctors were silent.

In this deathly silence, the cry of the baby was particularly piercing and piercing.

The female doctor standing at the chief knife position said with a pale face: "It was my negligence, I didn't think of this at all when she had symptoms of shock..."

A nurse held her hand comfortingly and sadly: "Mr. Matsuda, this is not your responsibility! The amniotic fluid embolism happened completely by accident, and the situation took a turn for the worse. I only left for 10 minutes to invite Teacher Feishi. She At once--"

"He Yuan!" Among the doctors, some of the doctors stopped Nurse He Yuan, who was anxious to get rid of the responsibility.

Heyuan woke up suddenly, knowing that he had slipped his words, and closed his mouth cautiously and timidly.

Dr. Matsuda pursed his lips tightly, and he didn't even have the intention to stare at her. He just looked sad and solemn, and waved his hands weakly.

"Needless to say, it's all because of my ignorance and incompetence. As the chief surgeon, I will take responsibility. I will notify the family members and the hospital office. Everyone has worked hard, so go back to your post."

The rest of the doctors were hesitant to speak, but Dr. Matsuda had already lowered his head and started packing up the surgical instruments. They could only temporarily swallow what they wanted to say, leaving a few people to help, and then left in twos and threes.

Dr. Matsuda listened to their procrastinating footsteps full of hesitation, then turned her head and nodded comfortingly to the few people who were looking at her worriedly. After that, she managed to pull herself together and looked at the young man with cherry hair who was still standing beside her. .

His eyes were following the baby being taken away by a doctor, and when he noticed her eyes, he immediately turned his head back, and she didn't notice anything unusual.

Dr. Matsuda slightly bent his waist that was stiff from standing for a long time: "I'm really sorry for making you waste of time, Doctor Feishi."

Fei Shi took off the medical gloves on his hands, and calmly shook his head when he heard the words: "If I can come faster, maybe everyone can find a way to save her together."

Dr. Matsuda smiled sadly: "This is amniotic fluid embolism, and I noticed it so late, how could there be other ways."

Fei Shi silently threw the gloves into the medical waste bin.

"Let's not talk about that." Dr. Matsuda wiped his face, "Mrs. Hatake's husband, Mr. Bai Fang is your patient now, is that right?"

Fei Shi nodded: "Yes. However, his current state is not suitable for knowing this news. When his condition is stable, I will send someone to call you."

"Then I will trouble you, please be sure to notify me as soon as possible."

Dr. Matsuda wiped the wet corners of his eyes, watched silently and sadly as the nurse pushed the young woman's body to the morgue.

Fei Shi looked down at a pale and bluish hand that could not be covered by the white cloth, and after a while he couldn't hear the emotion and asked: "Did the deceased leave any words when he was alive?"

Dr. Matsuda nodded slightly: "Yes, she grabbed my hand when she was dying and asked me to tell her husband..."

There was a moment of silence in the operating room, followed by a deep sigh.

"She is also a poor person. Her family has declined, and she was used as an abandoned child as a tool for political marriage. After marrying Konoha, she has only seen her husband once... It is not surprising that she would have such a last word..."

Fei Shi listened silently, without expressing any thoughts.

A moment later, the young man with cherry hair returned to Hatake Sakumo's ward, and stood outside quietly looking at the man who had fallen into a coma again. His clean green eyes were silent, and his back was facing the window in the corridor, emitting a faint cold light.