"Doctor! Doctor! I think I'm going into labor!"
Heart-wrenching screams echoed from the dimly lit clinic as a woman covered in blood writhed and struggled, bound to a rusty birthing chair.
"Quick! Doctor, come quick, he's about to come out!!"
"Why aren't you coming over here yet! Doctor! Doctor!? Are you even a doctor?! Turn around and take a look at me!!!"
The pregnant woman's screams grew increasingly shrill, and her struggles became more and more frantic, but the doctor standing to the side never turned to look at her, only nodding and slowly, perfunctorily replying:
"Okay, okay, it's coming soon. Don't rush, I'm preparing the delivery tools. Madam, you don't want your child to fall to the ground right after birth, do you?"
These words seemed to have a fatal effect on the increasingly frenzied pregnant woman. Her manic momentum faltered, her reddened eyes gradually regained their clarity, and her pupils mechanically and slowly rotated once before looking at her own belly. She responded somewhat dazedly:
"The baby...yes, the baby...the baby can't fall to the ground, I need to give birth, the baby can't fall to the ground..."
She kept repeating this phrase to herself, and her emotions gradually stabilized. Before long, the small clinic became quiet again, with only the clanging sound of metal being hammered remaining.
This is a doctor making birthing tools.
Tiny sparks flew out from in front of the doctor, briefly illuminating the dim space.
The pregnant woman's attention was drawn to the sparks. She clutched her belly, turned to look at the doctor's back, her eyes gradually reddening, and her expression slowly contorted again.
"Doctor! What are you doing! What are you doing!?"
"Me? Didn't I tell you? I'm preparing the delivery tools. There have been too many patients at the clinic lately, and the nurses have all gone to help out, so I have to do these chores myself."
As he spoke, the doctor turned around and showed the pregnant woman the rough hacksaw he had just hammered shut, a bright and cheerful smile spreading across his face, and said with a hint of pride:
"Look, it's ready."
The moment the pregnant woman saw the hacksaw, she suddenly convulsed, and the leather straps tugged at the rusty chair as she struggled, making a teeth-grinding scraping sound.
Her legs kicked wildly, splattering her blood and filth everywhere.
"What are you doing! This isn't a birthing tool! What are you doing?!"
"Madam, please look closely, this is the birthing saw."
The doctor approached the pregnant woman with a hacksaw, his gaze lingering on the irregular teeth as if admiring a work of art, while he clicked his tongue in admiration:
"This is the most cutting-edge delivery technology published in SCIENCE. With just this uterine saw, your abdomen can be cut open, and your child can be born intact on the delivery chair, thus avoiding the tragedy of the child falling to the ground during natural childbirth and reducing the risk of infection."
Furthermore, these sharp serrations can enlarge the wound area, ensuring that the child's head won't get stuck due to limited space during the delivery process.
The doctor, carrying his tools, measured the pregnant woman's belly, then smiled with narrowed eyes:
"Most importantly, this solution currently has zero negative reviews."
"My child...is safe...my child...will be safe..."
"Yes, madam, please rest assured, I am the most experienced midwife in the entire clinic, and I will definitely ensure the safety of your child."
Having received the promise, the pregnant woman suddenly became excited. She patted her belly, which was swollen like a small mountain, and stretched her neck impatiently, shouting:
"Quick! Quick, help me deliver this baby! My baby is coming out! Doctor, hurry! Hurry!"
"It is my honor to serve you."
The doctor, holding a rough hacksaw, did not tremble at all, and then skillfully made an upward cut by lightly touching the skin.
"Sizzle—"
A thin line of blood snaked upwards as the ripe watermelon split open with a snap.
Immediately afterwards!
"Bang--"
Overwhelmed, his body burst open like a punctured balloon, splattering blood everywhere.
She's not dead yet.
She screamed in agony, writhing on her hands and feet, her eyes filled with malice and terror as she looked at the doctor, howling madly:
"What are you doing? What are you doing?! You're trying to kill me! You're trying to kill my child!!"
The doctor was covered in blood, but his face was perfectly clean. He gently moved the hacksaw that was covering his face and smiled again, reassuring the patient:
"Madam, it's so heartbreaking to hear you say that. I was saving you and your child. Look, your child... has been safely born."
The pregnant woman's frantic movements froze. She looked at her belly with extreme joy, only to see a pair of large, pure black eyes blinking at her from inside her abdominal cavity, which was filled with rotten flesh.
These eyes are very clear and bright, very attractive.
If its main body weren't a writhing tentacle, it might be even more endearing.
Looking at the terrifying newborn whose tentacles resembled octopus tentacles, the doctor smiled knowingly and praised:
"Look how healthy your child is, with bright, sparkling eyes. He's definitely... well... he's definitely... big-eyed."
The pregnant woman's surprise froze for a moment because of this nonsensical praise, but this did not stop her from showing her overflowing love for her child.
Dark blood of joy welled up in her withered eyes.
"My child! My child!!"
Yes, it's your child.
"Bring my child here! I want to see him! Is it a boy or a girl?"
Upon hearing this, the doctor's smile faltered, and a hint of hesitation appeared on his face.
To be honest, if we had to categorize an octopus's leg into genders...
"Congratulations, Madam, it's a... boy... with a penis."
It does have a handle, in fact, it is a handle itself.
"A boy...a boy!?"
The pregnant woman's voice rose again, and even her severe injuries could not stop her from twisting and struggling. A look of madness once again crept onto her horribly thin face, which was covered in filthy blood.
"Why is it a boy! Why is it a boy?! She was clearly supposed to be a girl! It was you! Your delivery technique must have been faulty! It was you!! You quack!"
Perhaps sensing his mother's anger, the newborn lying in the pool of blood blinked innocently.
You know what, if you only look at the eyes and not the body, they're actually quite cute.
The doctor shook his head and sighed as he looked at this absurd scene:
"Madam, you should know that the sex of a child depends on the parents, not the doctor. Perhaps you should ask the child's father."
"The child's father..." The pregnant woman's eyes glazed over for a moment, then she suddenly burst into a vicious laugh.
"He's gone... I ate him... Hahaha, he's dead! That man actually wanted to be the child's mother... He didn't deserve it, only I can be the mother..."
"...Uh-huh?"
"He's gone... I can't find him... Hahaha, he's disappeared... I'm the mother of my child!"
The doctor's CPU was overloaded for a while.
But his exceptional professional skills allowed him to quickly seize the business opportunity, and he raised his eyebrows, saying with slight excitement:
"If it's just a simple death, our clinic can provide you with a special service to consult the spirit of the dead. You will still have the opportunity to ask him why your child was a boy."
However, this service might be a bit pricey.
But I think it's all worth it for the child...
He was enthusiastically promoting the product, as if he would get a lot of money if this deal went through.
Perhaps moved by the doctor's sincerity, the pregnant woman's eyes shifted between malice and confusion several times before she finally nodded like a walking corpse.
"My child deserves an explanation! What am I supposed to do? Quick, doctor, I need to ask him!"
"Very good, madam. First, please close your eyes."
Seeing the pregnant woman hesitate and close her eyes, the doctor's lips curled into a strange smile.
He picked up the hacksaw and moved the rough teeth back to her neck.
"Then take a deep breath... Yes, yes, very good, tilt your head back, raise your neck a little higher, okay, don't rush, right away..."
"Hiss..."
The doctor's hand trembled slightly.
*Thud...* Something fell.
Blood splattered everywhere, leaving a beautiful vermilion pattern on the snow-white wall.
"Well... although there was a slight mishap, the surgery went smoothly, Madam. You can go find the child's father now."
The doctor clicked his tongue, casually wiped his blood-stained hands on his white coat, and then glanced at the head on the ground.
"Ugh, that's kind of scary."
He quickly kicked it away, then lifted the hacksaw and turned to look at the tentacle on the patient's corpse.
Its big eyes were still blinking rapidly; it seemed not to have realized what was happening, or perhaps it simply lacked cognitive abilities.
"As I just said, this service is a bit expensive. Your mother hasn't paid yet, but she might not be back for a while."
"How about... you pay for her?"
Although they lack cognitive abilities, newborns instinctively struggle violently when they sense death approaching.
However, in the eyes of doctors, this struggle is more like an invitation.
The more the fish jump around on the chopping board, the more energetically the fisherman chops them.
"Sizzle—"
Without hesitation, the doctor pierced its body. The new tentacles twitched in pain, and in no time, its cute big eyes completely lost their luster and became motionless.
It embraces the day of its birth, and at the same time, it embraces death.
"Payment and goods settled, thank you for your patronage!"
The doctor bowed gracefully, threw down the hacksaw, and walked out of the dimly lit room without looking back.
[Solo Trial (Leftovers [Birth]) Challenge Successfully Completed]
[Rating in progress and calculating rewards...]
[Player: Cheng Shi, Performance Rating: S]
[Food obtained: Finger bread (C) x5]
[Food obtained: Canned slime drink (C) x5]
[Obtain Food: Eyeball Cake (B) x1]
[Path to Godhood +0, Ladder to Audience +0] (Solo trials do not increase score)
[Current Path to Godhood Score: 2104, Global Ranking: 499713]
[Current Audience Ladder Score: 156, Destiny Rank: 74]
[Trial completed, exiting soon]
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