Day 33:
After her second surgery in a row, Sakura could feel her reserves dip to a dangerous level. Emerald eyes felt heavy and were half lidded. She leaned on the wall, barely able to stand on her own.
A man cried in relief that his wife would, now, survive thanks to the young doctor. A soft tug on Sakura's lips left her feeling inwardly giddy.
She did that. She wasn't useless.
Dr. Haruno hummed softly. She wished she had someone who cared about her like Naruto and Hinata, or the husband of Kaneko-san.
She just didn't want to die... alone.
Thank you, everyone, for your concern. I am fine, although I'm still really itchy. I've been kind of isolated since I'm contagious but don't worry! I whipped out this new chapter for ya. Check out my other short-chapter story "Strings and Things" I'm sure you'll like it since certain characters make certain couples. Just a small hint. (: