[HP/Naruto] Be a ninja magician

Hitomi's labor had already begun for a while when Harry arrived at the hospital.

The upsurge of childbirth reinforcements caused by the outbreak of war has almost passed, and the entire obstetrics and gynecology department is deserted. Shuomao stays alone in the corridor, circling back and forth anxiously and futilely like a trapped animal, crumpling his silver hair into a messy bird's nest.

Konoha Hospital allows the father of the child who is about to be born to accompany the delivery, but Sakumo is not in the delivery room, obviously because he is too calm. The doctors are afraid that he will affect the state of the parturient and even interfere with the delivery process, so they simply put him in the delivery room. He was kicked out.

"What's going on?" Harry was taking Lin to participate in the sorority spontaneously organized by the Housewives Group. When he received the news suddenly, he rushed over with his daughter in his arms before he could change his clothes. "I remember that the due date should be more than a month later. , why is this happening?"

Shuo Mao's brows were tightly frowned, her self-blame and worry were obvious: "She was so happy to see me back, she ran out to meet me, but because of her heavy body, she tripped over the threshold, her fetus moved, and she gave birth prematurely." .”

"Blame me for not being able to catch her in time." He paused, "tsk", "I should have thought about this problem a long time ago! That damned threshold, why didn't I think of removing it before!"

Hearing Shuo Mao complaining about himself, Harry switched Lin to his left hand to hold Lin, leaving his right hand free, squeezed Shuo Mao's shoulder, and stopped him: "Suo Mao, don't do this, it's not your responsibility."

Shuo Mao's state is that he can't listen to any consolation for the time being. This powerful swordsman who has emerged in his teens by virtue of his extraordinary talent and is invincible in everything, is just a person who knows his life and death in the face of his family. A young man whose wife and children are so flustered that they don't know what to do.

He stood there for a while, then started pacing left and right again, murmuring some vague words to himself.

The building of Konoha Hospital has a long history, and the sound insulation effect is not good. For ordinary civilians, it may have a little privacy effect, but with the professionally trained hearing of the ninjas, the walls and doors are useless.While the doctors were comforting and comforting, a woman's shrill scream suddenly sounded in the operating room, and then turned into a depressed and painful gasp.

"Okay, it hurts...! Why does childbirth hurt so much..." Hitomi choked up and sobbed under the comfort of the doctors, and protested feebly, "I don't want to have a baby, can I not have one?"

She has always been a lively person, with a tomboy-like fortitude and tenacity in her character, and she can grin nonchalantly when she is injured. Shuo Mao grew up with her childhood sweetheart, and it is the first time she has seen her like this until today. Weak and unbearable side.

It is conceivable how much psychological pressure Shuo Mao will have, the crying voice became the last straw that overwhelmed the camel's camel, he couldn't think about it for a while, turned around and wanted to open the door: "No more! We won't have any more! "

Harry couldn't help it, and rolled his eyes at the sky.

Do you dare to think that having a baby is a joke?If you say you can't give birth, you won't give birth?

He put Lynn on the chair next to him.The almost one-year-old child can already sit and stand alone. The little one is nestled in a big chair, with its little head up and its big eyes blinking curiously.

"Be good, baby, cover your eyes and don't look." Harry asked with a smile.

Lin has always been very obedient. Hearing what her father said, she obediently raised her hand to cover her eyes.

Harry turned his head, still with a smile on his face, but his hands were merciless, he grabbed Shuo Mao's shoulder, and punched Shuo Mao in the stomach with lightning speed.

Shuo Mao gasped, covered his stomach, and looked at him incredulously.

"What you are feeling now is level seven pain." Harry explained indifferently, "the labor pain is level twelve, the strongest pain, and it will last until the child is born. Hitomi is to give birth to you, even if you No matter how anxious you are, you can't suffer for her, so can you calm down and stop messing up the doctors?"

Shuo Mao finally understood what he meant, took a deep look at him, took a few deep breaths, and responded with difficulty: "I see."

The two sat down on the bench next to them, waiting together for the result that would come out at some point.

When they didn't speak, the movement in the delivery room became more obvious. Hitomi's screams came out one after another. At first, she would complain about what was there, but then she gradually lost the extra strength, and only called Sakumo in a low voice. The name is like a drowning man clinging to the only life-saving straw.

Shuo Mao clenched his fists hard, clenched his teeth, the veins in his temples were bulging, and his eyes were red.

Harry knew that it would be superfluous to say comforting words at such a time, so he didn't persuade him, instead he clasped the back of his hand silently, trying to convey some faith and courage to him.

Miss Lin, however, couldn't sit still anymore, writhing in her father's arms, struggling to get up.

Harry didn't know what she was going to do, so he withdrew his hand and gave her a hand.

With help, Lin stood up, stepped on Harry's leg and staggered two steps, but threw herself into Shuo Mao's arms, stretched out her little hand, wiped the corners of Shuo Mao's eyes, and said in a milky voice, "Huh Huh, fly away in pain, don't cry."

Not long after she started to learn to speak, she was slurred, and every syllable was very vague. Shuo Mao didn't understand, so she looked at Harry for help.

Harry helped translate: "She thinks you are crying, because she feels some pain, and wants to blow it up for you so that you don't cry."

Shuo Mao was greatly moved, and his anxiety and uneasiness were briefly forgotten.He wanted to hug the little sweetheart who would comfort others even if he couldn't understand the words, but he was afraid that he would strangle the other party with too much force, so he tried his best to keep the movements as light as possible, and hugged that soft little body , exaggeratedly sighed: "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow , we Arlene are such a little angel! I'm healed!"

Lin was a little shy by the praise, and she put her little head on his arm, showing a subtle smile, with two deep dimples on the sides of her cheeks, capitalized cute.

Konoha Baiya, who ruled the battlefield, just surrendered in front of an unarmed little milk baby, and suffered a crushing defeat.

He clutched his chest and slumped on the chair, "Ah, I'm dead, I can't bear it, did baby Arlene grow up eating cute food?"

Harry hugged Lin back to his lap, and rescued Shuo Mao from the sweet torment: "This is the joy of raising a daughter, you can't be envious."

"You can't say that!" Shuo Mao sat up straight, and said solemnly, "What if A Tong gave birth to a girl?"

He had been busy with the war before, so he never thought about this issue, but now that he brought it up, he had the time to think about it.

"It's actually not bad that the first child is a boy. You can learn knife skills from me, and you can take care of your younger sister in the future..." He pondered, and stopped in the middle of speaking. Thinking of the twelfth grade of labor pain, his face turned pale, "Forget it Yes, one child is enough, I hope this is a girl."

Harry was very disdainful: "You think you can have a daughter if you want? I think it will be a son."

Shuo Mao got excited and confronted him: "No! It must be a girl! I have a hunch!"

"Make a bet?"

"Just bet, I bet 50."

"You said it, I'll follow."

Before Harry finished speaking, there was a loud cry in the operating room, and a doctor opened the door and congratulated him beamingly: "Congratulations, Mr. Hatake! Your wife gave birth to a boy!"

Shuo Mao: "..."

Harry said quietly: "You owe me 50 taels now."

Without waiting for Shuo Mao to react, he added another critical sentence: "People often say that the son is here to collect debts. Have you felt the power of the little debt collector?"

Shuo Mao: "...you shut up!"

While the two were talking, a doctor's exclamation came from the operating room: "Attention! The parturient has passed out!"

Shuo Mao looked serious, and without saying a word, he bypassed the doctor and forced his way into the operating room.

Harry thought it was a faint caused by exhaustion, but he didn't take it to heart. He sat at the door and waited with Lin in his arms. Unexpectedly, the commotion in the delivery room became more and more chaotic. Watching the dean Kanako rush back and get into the house.

"Postpartum complications." Kanako has rich experience, and she came to a conclusion after just two glances, "Symptoms of respiratory failure have already appeared, so hurry up and pay attention to oxygen supply. Antibiotics, blood transfusions, and atropine are also brought... Sir—— This gentleman! Please stand aside and don’t interfere with our rescue.”

Harry's expression also became serious, and he handed Lin over to a passing doctor to take care of him, and followed him into the delivery room.

Shuo Mao was being forced to stand against the wall for punishment. When he saw Harry appearing, he immediately cast a look of help, flustered, helpless, and fearful. His emotions were extremely tense, and he blurted out a question: "Aren't all the children born safely?" Why? Why is it suddenly necessary to be rescued again?!"

The doctors didn't have time to pay attention to him, and Harry didn't care too much. After a simple disinfection, he put on a white coat and walked to the hospital bed, and quickly threw a few detection magics on Tong.

The magic was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no response.

He frowned.

Kanako had just finished a shot of antibiotics to prevent infection, and when she turned around, she almost ran into Harry.

She was taken aback for a moment, remembering that the boy who had grown into a man in front of her was also a doctor in a certain sense, and she became hopeful again: "I remember what you did for Miss Mito back then... In this situation, what do you have to do?" Is there any way?"

Harry wanted to say there was a way, but he really couldn't.

The treatment of postpartum complications has always been an insurmountable mountain in wizard medicine. Due to some wonderful factors that have not been clearly studied, all potions and magic will be invalid when pregnant women give birth. Childbirth is no different from Muggle childbirth - otherwise the wizarding communities of all countries would not always worry about the precarious population growth rate.

He shook his head heavily: "Amniotic fluid embolism, I can't save it, whether I can survive it depends on luck."

Amniotic fluid embolism is the most dangerous postpartum complication, the probability of occurrence is not high, but once it occurs, with the current medical level of ninjas, the mortality rate is almost [-]%.

The hospital sent someone to find Tsunade, but the accident never waited for anyone. Before the reinforcements arrived, Hitomi was defeated by hemorrhage and subsequent organ failure.

There was no heart-pounding separation between life and death, and she passed away quietly in a coma without even seeing the last side of her husband and newborn child.

Shuo Mao remained silent, standing stiffly beside the delivery bed.

There was not much grief on his face, more of a kind of confusion and numbness, as if the whole person was trapped in an illusory dream, lost his soul and lost his mind.

It wasn't until Harry took the newborn baby over and forced it into Shuo Mao's hands that the silver-haired man blinked slowly, turned his head mechanically, and looked at the extra weight on his hand.

The newborn was naked|naked, small and frail, but the immature body was emitting heat continuously, forming a sharp contrast with the mother's gradually pale and cold body.

newborn.

With death comes new life.

Shuo Mao trembled like an electric shock, as if being scalded by the baby's body temperature, and wanted to stop in a panic.

Harry reacted faster, grabbing his wrist with irresistible force, and forced the baby boy back into his hand.

"Suo Mao, look clearly, he is your child - it is the proof of your union with his mother, and also the continuation of your life." Harry deliberately spoke slowly, one word at a time, knocking his voice into the bottom of his friend's heart , "He doesn't know anything, you shouldn't blame him."

Shuo Mao was stunned for a long time, and finally tightened his arms, took the baby boy who was still stained with blood and fetal membranes into his arms, and showed a smile that was worse than crying: "Yes, he is my child."

"The unique, most precious... heritage in this world."

After going back that day, Harry tossed and turned, unable to sleep for a long time.

He looked at the ceiling above his head, and as soon as he sighed, he felt his hand tighten and then warm. It was Yihe who reached out and held his hand, rubbed his fingertips between his fingers, and tightened slightly, with him. Interlocking fingers.

The two of them were relatively silent in the darkness. After a long time, Harry spoke with difficulty: "Yihe, I suddenly realized that life is really too fragile. Such a big living person can disappear in the blink of an eye."

Yihe looked at him quietly, one deep and one shallow different-colored pupils were equally focused, with silent understanding and comfort.

"War always kills people. It's hard to accept, but it's not incomprehensible. But besides war, there are so many accidents, which happen suddenly and are hard to guard against." Harry lowered his voice, "...She was with you two days ago. I said, I want to learn how to make baby clothes by myself."

He didn't name the person, but they all knew who the 'she' was referring to.

Yihe leaned over and hugged him, his voice was also very low, deep in his chest: "Don't think about it, I will try my best to live, and stay with you until we are a hundred years old."

The reality did not give people much time to mourn. After burying his dead wife with his own hands and entrusting his son to an old friend, Shuo Mao quickly packed up his luggage and went to the battlefield again.

The last bit of tenderness he retained in the past completely disappeared, and he raised the knife and dropped it neatly, becoming a cold and cruel killing god, and also became an unforgettable nightmare for the surviving sand ninjas.

Three months later, Sain surrendered.

Yan Yin was wavering between fighting and not fighting. Seeing that Sha Yin conceded defeat, he was discouraged after a while. Although he did not expressly surrender, he withdrew all his troops from the border, retreated to the rear, and died down.

Konoha Baiga finally turned the tide of the battle with his own power, ending the war that should have lasted for a few more years.