The Hospital and Blessings
Konoha Hospital.
Konoha Hospital was unusually busy today; tension and anxiety permeated the air like a thick fog, gripping everyone's hearts.
Outside the operating room, a large crowd thronged, their noise rising and falling like surging waves, as if foreshadowing the coming of a massive storm.
Everyone's steps seemed hurried and uneasy; some walked lightly like flowing water, while others sighed heavily as if carrying a thousand-pound burden.
The corridor was crowded with people, their figures intertwined, creating a busy and tense scene.
The tightly closed operating room door was like a boundary separating two worlds, cold and ruthless.
The flashing red light, as rapid as a heartbeat, sends shivers down everyone's spine with each flash, as if everyone's heart is in their throat.
It's like a silent alarm, constantly reminding those waiting outside that time is ticking away, and that life inside the operating room is engaged in a thrilling battle with death.
These people were dressed in all sorts of clothes, including nobles in gorgeous attire, commoners in simple clothes, and ninjas in uniform.
Without exception, their clothes were embroidered with a striking Gunbai emblem—the Uchiha Clan crest.
These people had no smiles on their faces, only serious and anxious marks. Their gazes often drifted involuntarily toward the door, hoping for even the slightest bit of good news.
Some people, their hearts heavy, clasped their hands together, seeking peace in silent prayer, wishing the surgery to proceed smoothly without any setbacks. They prayed with sincere hearts, hoping that everyone in the operating room would be safe and sound.
Some people paced back and forth in the corridor, each step carrying a heavy weight, trying to distract themselves from the invisible tension through physical activity. Their steps seemed driven by worry and could not be stopped.
There were also some people who chose to sit on the cold benches, their faces haggard and their eyes vacant. The long wait had left its mark on their faces, and their expressions were full of helplessness and despair.
The four elders of the Uchiha Clan walked slowly into the hospital with heavy, leaden steps. Their faces were clouded with worry, making the already solemn atmosphere even more so.
They huddled in a corner, exchanging opinions in hushed tones, their eyes always following the footsteps of medical staff who rushed by to deliver the latest updates.
Time passed silently on the electronic display screen outside the operating room, yet the light behind the closed door remained bright, refusing to go out.
In that tense moment, a woman in a pure white medical coat rushed in like a gust of wind, carrying heavy documents.
Her long hair cascaded down her back and was simply tied into a ponytail. Beads of sweat were faintly visible on her forehead, indicating that she had taken a break from her continuous work and was hurrying to her next destination.
However, as she approached the gathered crowd, her steps involuntarily slowed.
This female doctor usually focuses entirely on treating patients and rarely pays attention to the world around her. However, today there was an unusual atmosphere in the corridor, which aroused her curiosity.
She paused, her gaze sweeping across the anxious and tense faces of the crowd, finally settling on the Gunbai emblem on their clothes.
Her brow furrowed slightly as she pondered: Why do these people from the Uchiha Clan all seem so worried? Has something major happened in the village?
Just then, she caught a glimpse of several familiar faces out of the corner of her eye; they were all important figures in the Uchiha Clan.
Her thoughts were instantly drawn back to the past. Her husband had told her that there seemed to be some irreconcilable conflict between the Uchiha Clan and Konoha, but the specifics were unclear.
Seeing so many Uchiha Clan gathered here, she couldn't help but feel worried, fearing that some conflict might occur in the hospital.
So she turned around and softly asked the doctor beside her, "What's going on? Why are all the Uchiha Clan members gathered here today? Has something happened in the village?"
The doctor was a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses; he appeared refined, steady, and reliable.
But at this moment, a look of shock appeared on his face as he replied, "Don't you know? This matter has already spread throughout the entire hospital."
A deeper sense of confusion and bewilderment appeared on the female doctor's face; she had no idea that the news had spread so quickly throughout the entire hospital.
As a doctor who has always been fully committed to her work and indifferent to worldly affairs, she rarely paid attention to the rumors circulating on the streets. However, this incident was clearly different and attracted her great attention.
The doctor standing to the side looked at her, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, which then turned into deep understanding.
He said gently, "It seems you really know nothing about this. Just this afternoon, the child of the Uchiha Clan head was rushed to our hospital, and he was seriously injured."
"What did you say? The clan leader's child?" The female doctor's voice was filled with disbelief. She clearly remembered that the Uchiha Clan Head's child was still very young; how could he have fallen into such a predicament?
"Yes, it's said that the child was injured in a sudden attack. I don't know the specifics, but I heard that the injuries were extremely serious, and the child was covered in blood when he was brought in."
A blurry image flashed through the female doctor's mind: an innocent child with a bright, sunny smile. But the next moment, that smile was swallowed up by cruelty and pain, as if shrouded in darkness.
"How could this happen?" The female doctor was filled with doubt, her brows furrowed, and her eyes revealed her bewilderment at everything.
She couldn't help but recall Koki, the kind and warm-hearted child who had once helped her mother.
Now, he has suffered such misfortune, which breaks her heart. Her voice is almost choked with grief, and tears are welling up in her eyes. She can hardly imagine the torment that the child's family is going through.
The male doctor sighed softly, seemingly seeing through the female doctor's inner pain. He gently shook his head, his tone revealing helplessness. "This cruel world always hides countless unpredictable crises. Sometimes, fate is just so merciless."
The female doctor's emotional fluctuations did not escape the male doctor's notice. He keenly sensed her sadness and decided to immediately change the subject in an attempt to dispel the oppressive atmosphere.
He pointed to the bustling corridor, a hint of sigh in his voice, "Look at this place, it's more lively than ever before! All those important figures from the Uchiha Clan who are usually incredibly busy have put aside their work and gathered here today."
The female doctor looked in the direction the male doctor was pointing and was surprised to find that the corridor was filled with all kinds of flowers and fruits.
These colorful, fragrant flowers and fresh, tempting fruits, emitting a refreshing aroma, added a touch of life and vitality to the otherwise tense hospital corridor.
The male doctor remarked, "I've heard that this child is not only exceptionally talented, but also cheerful and helpful, making him well-liked by everyone. Therefore, not only members of the Uchiha Clan, but even ordinary villagers from Konoha, have come to express their concern and support upon hearing the news."
Just then, an urgent cry came from the corridor, "Dr. Michiko, please come immediately!"
The female doctor replied without hesitation, "I'll be there right away."
"I understand, thank you for telling me." Michiko gently wiped away the tears on her cheeks, nodded gratefully to the male doctor, then turned around and resolutely stepped onto the road leading to the operating room.
Despite being incredibly busy with her work, Michiko couldn't help but look back. Through the bustling corridor, she saw solemn and anxious faces.
She silently offered her blessings, hoping the surgery would go smoothly and that this kind child would bravely overcome the trials of fate and survive this ordeal unharmed.