[Comprehensive] Konoha flower season

59.

Uchiha Mikoto: "...That's right, Ito Ito, this situation is out of control. I talked to her about Aoyama Masahiro's condition, and she suddenly told me my heart... No, no, you don't have to tell me anything I don't care, anyway, I feel that Chennai's mental state is not right, answering every question is wrong, maybe it's puberty that finally came late..."

... What the hell puberty!I think Mikoto's head is going crazy too.

Ito worried: "What should I do, should I give her another long vacation?"

Mikoto: "..."

Meiqin sighed: "It's useless for you to give her a long vacation. She won't be able to rest until the matter of the injury in Qingshan is resolved. You didn't pay attention to her. The dark circles under her eyes have grown to her nose—someone stopped her Sleep? No, she can't sleep by herself."

I took a nap on the table, listening to Mikoto and Ito discussing me outside, the door of the office was not closed, and I could hear their discussion clearly.I was so exhausted that I didn't want to say a word, and I pretended to be asleep, but my heart kept slandering.At three o'clock in the afternoon, the hot sun shone through the windows.

Suddenly someone knocked on my office door, Ito reached out to block it, a little nurse saw that I was sleeping, lowered her voice and said to Ito: "-bed 36 is not emotionally stable, I think it's best to ask Dr. Uzumaki to get up and comfort me one time……"

Ito said simply: "She's so tired, she's asleep, I'll go."

"No need." I rubbed my eyebrows and sat up, "I'll just go, which one is bed 36?"

Ito was stunned: "...you didn't sleep?"

Meiqin spread her hands: "Didn't I tell you, she definitely won't be able to sleep."

I quickly put on my white coat, brushed my hair back casually, and ran out.

I work quite neatly, and I can enter the combat mode in half a minute. This is not a boast—let alone enter the state of calming the patient's emotions.I learned the technique of comforting patients from Tsunade. Tsunade expressed her disdain for the medical introduction I borrowed from the library, and then taught me by ear.

The patient in bed 36 was a young woman in her twenties, pale and thin. When I entered, she was squatting on the bed with her knees in one hand, staring blankly at the sky. Water spilled all over the place.

I walked around carefully, and said to the girl gently: "Good afternoon, I just came back from a field trip a while ago - Uzumaki Chenai, who was supposed to be your attending doctor."

The girl raised her tearful eyes and looked in my direction.

I know I must look unreliable, my hair is messy, my face is oily, and I have dark circles hanging from my nose. I may look like a sick patient than her, and I am a little hairy seven or eight years younger than her Boy—the female ninja straightened her hospital gown, one empty sleeve hanging down her side.

She flinched a little with inferiority, and tightly pinched the empty sleeve with one hand.

Amputation.

The 36-bed female ninja had an arm amputated last week.

When she was on a field mission, she met a Tudun ninja, and that Tudun ninja crushed her arm to pieces with a big Tudun. It wasn't impossible to treat it—the function might not be preserved, but at least the appearance of the arm could be preserved, but because The hygienic conditions in the field were poor, and the wound was infected with Clostridium difficile.

This bacterial infection is very dangerous. Either the arm is cut, or the person rots along with his arm.Her teammates amputated her limb roughly and urgently in the wild, and they couldn't clean it up. When it was transported to Konoha, the bones were still trapped in the rotting flesh.After she was sent to the hospital, Hasegawa and the others had to rescue her for a long time—then they rescued this person from the gate of hell.

That's all I know.

I said gently: "The wound is still recovering. We have no objection to your emotions—but the way to vent your emotions should not involve your own wound. If you don't want to eat, you can skip this meal. I'll sweep the floor first."

Then I picked up the mop, picked up the iron bowls and iron lunch boxes on the floor and mopped the floor again. The girl looked at me with tears in her eyes.

"Unfortunate people are unhappy in their own way," I said softly, "I don't want to pour chicken soup on you, and the weakness and breakdown you showed in the hospital can't represent your whole personality-but it happened, and it can't be undone. , Weakness can't last a lifetime. That's weak."

I piled up the dinner plates, moved a stool and sat by her bed, and said earnestly: "You don't have to eat today, but at least you must force yourself to drink rice soup tomorrow; you can cry today, but at least you will cry tomorrow." Not so loud. Every day is a little stronger than the day before, and you must not be defeated."

Her tears rolled out with a gurgle, and I found that she was actually a very delicate girl with fair skin and a slender and slender figure—but since then she lost her right arm, and her right shoulder was incompletely wrapped in gauze.

The warm sunshine came in, and I continued to her: "—You are alive itself is a miracle. Do you know how low the survival rate of aneurysm is? Not everyone can save this kind of injury, but you survived Already—although an arm is missing, but alive."

The girl choked up and said, "Doctor Whirlpool."

"I can't pass the test in my heart." The girl choked up and said, "...my right hand is gone. I am not afraid of disability. I also know that it is not easy for me to live. But you will not understand that you are looking at your arm How you feel when you're cut off. You're sane, you don't know."

"During the amputation, Kunai was cut on it. I didn't even feel any pain. I just felt that the flesh of my elbow was being pulled. Every time I pulled it, the muscle was severed—the whole arm was black. Stinks. My teammate used to hold my hand in that rotting, blistered arm and slice it off. Then the bone."

The girl gasped, and said softly: "I probably had a serious fever at the time, I just looked at my teammate, I don't know what he was thinking - but I thought a lot, I remembered that we were close together under the stars Hugging him, my right hand that still existed at that time was stroking his hair, and the sky was blowing like a wind like a camellia."

"Despair is probably like this." Her voice was painful and hoarse, "I like him, and I also like being a ninja. I don't have a high talent for being a ninja. That year, I managed to hold my teammate's thigh and become a Chunin. , I don’t expect to be a Jonin in this life. But suddenly everything is gone——I can’t be a ninja in the future, and I can’t face him again.”

The young female patient tugged at her empty sleeves and cried bitterly: "I don't know what else I can do in the future. I have been trained on this road since I was born, and I don't have any other skills for me to make a living. I Been in love with someone since I was a teenager, but can't face him now."

"Everyone is saying that it's good to be alive, but you will never be able to empathize... Such a disability. Life is over..." She burst into tears, "I can't pass the test in my heart, I promise tonight I will Will eat well and not trouble you, but I want to be quiet for a while now—just for a while."

I couldn't tell what it was like, so I nodded lightly and said, "Okay."

"Have a good rest." I helped her close the door, and she said thank you in a hoarse voice inside.

The golden setting sun shone into the corridor. When I left, I saw a young ninja standing at the door of the 36-bed ward in a daze holding a bouquet of lilies.

For the first time that night, I went to the hospital cafeteria with a plate to get a meal. The meals in the hospital cafeteria have always been bad. I went to pick up a few prunes rice balls and a bowl of miso soup, served with purple cabbage and corn. Thousand Island sauce was poured on the grains, and he sat in the corner and ate what he called a simple dinner.

After bed 36 and I chatted, I calmed down unexpectedly, as if I finally got used to those terrible pressures.The cafeteria of Konoha Hospital is actually not too big, and the lighting is not very good. My colleagues are all around - I even saw Fuyue appearing at the gate with Mikoto's dinner plate.

I sat by the window, the sunset outside the floor-to-ceiling glass windows showed a rose-purple color, and the gentle and vast sea of ​​stars spread across the sky. I sat on a high stool and swayed my legs, and then Hasegawa’s lunch box was placed beside me.

Hasegawa took off his glasses, climbed up on a stool and sat next to me, and said to me, "Your complexion has improved a lot, Chenai, why do I feel that the 36 beds in our ward have comforted you instead?"

I laughed: "It's okay for you to say that. After chatting with her, I suddenly thought about it."

Hasegawa was stunned: "What?"

I poked the sticky purple cabbage salad with my chopsticks, opened the window, and the warm and clear summer evening breeze came in.

"——I'm going to save Qingshan." I said heartily, "I was always terrified by the idea of ​​'life for life' some time ago. Today I saw that girl crying and I suddenly thought about it. How long can we live? Said Maybe someday there will be a biu, and we will burp in some mission. It is for my own good that Tsunade-san forbids me to use this technique indiscriminately, but the rules need to be flexible."

I took a deep breath of the crisp evening air.

"——I traded a period of life that I don't know if I can live to the future. The age of backlash—maybe our Konoha’s medical treatment has been advanced by that time, and this kind of thing is not a big deal. Maybe everyone cooperates to continue the life of Uzumaki Chennai violently.”

Hasegawa: "..."

Hasegawa commented: "Correct."

My colleagues take life and death less seriously than I do, I thought with relief.After all, I haven't been a doctor for a long time, but they are much longer than me, and they are more used to life and death than me. If Ito and Hasegawa are asked to do this multiple-choice question-they may choose this option several times faster than me.

Hasegawa said indifferently: "You should eat well, everything is empty, only the body is the capital. Although we don't know how long each other can live, pessimistically speaking, we do live day by day, but we can't use this as an excuse to intentionally Toss yourself."

I laughed, gnawed on the rice ball and said: "Hasegawa, prepare a place for me, just a ward. About tomorrow or the day after tomorrow——Qingshan Changhuo will let me know that I am on vacation tonight and I am going home to sleep and recuperate kidney."

Hasegawa nodded slightly: "How to inform you? What did you say?"

"Just blow me a wave." I quickly settled the rice balls, and the warm night wind blew through the cafeteria through the window. "I have all the lines in mind: Your great, glorious and correct teammate Uzumaki Chennai has gone through countless difficulties, climbed thousands of mountains and crossed thousands of miles of bloody seas, and finally found the colorful flower that can save you. I hope you will—"

I thought about it: "—I hope that from now on, you will travel around the world with cyan petals, meet new people, be a brave man and defeat evil dragons, and have all the adventures and applause, gold and flowers you can have."

I finished my miso soup with a snort, jumped off my chair, and said goodbye to Hasegawa, grabbing my own bag.Hasegawa murmured why the little girl suddenly became a poet today, and waved to me.

Then I put the bag on my shoulder, walked briskly through the crowd, and ran out of the hospital in the sunset.

The night wind was blowing, warm and clear blowing my red hair and eyebrows, I closed my eyes - this is the wind of summer.The smell of hydrangeas beside the Minami River blew softly.

I came back to the apartment with a big bag of snacks I bought to reward myself for my sacrifice, everything from spicy sticks to potato chips, and a letter tucked in the door floated down when I opened the door.

I picked it up and saw that the letter was in Tsunade's handwriting, so I opened the door with the letter in my mouth, and threw the snacks into the living room.

I opened the letter and saw that Tsunade said that she had bought a bunch of things in Tango Country and was on her way back to Konoha—and she would be back soon.

When I saw that the inscription was two weeks ago, I couldn’t help but feel that this kind of thing in life is really hard and rewarding. The bad interpersonal relationship was solved before, and the problem of busy work can be solved later. Mercury retrograde must be gone.

Since then, the biggest bully in the hospital has returned!The little injustice can take a back seat to the second line!I took a shower happily, and even did a routine breast enhancement exercise in a good mood—in order to get closer to Tsunade's cup size.Then I adjusted some mask to blur the dark circles under my eyes, and lay down on the bed.

Then I fell asleep in a daze with a black mud eye mask on. Before I fell asleep, I vaguely heard the sound of dragging tables and chairs from downstairs.

Is Namikaze Minato back?Probably not, the Jiraiya class should still be reporting on their duties in Changzhi City.I turned over in a daze, hugged the small pillow on the bed and fell asleep.

I slept very soundly and had no dreams.

——Not at all, the realization that a catastrophe is imminent.

The author has something to say: the replacement is complete!The author is going out for a while, the second watch at night!

Many little angels asked what the final result was... I counted the votes, and the votes were actually relatively close.

There are 18 people who chose ①, 14 people who chose ②, and option 3... I didn’t count this, but there are quite a lot_(:3」∠)_

But I found that everyone is very concerned about the daily update, plus.

——In two days, with double updates every day, complete the Asura field!

TvT and about dragging the plot... I really didn't drag it!Really do not have!Really do not have--

What Chennai wanted to say to Aoyama originally came from the Soviet fairy tale "Seven Colored Flowers"!