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The on-call doctor rounds on her next patient, a meta human status-post emergency c-section after prolonged labor and attempted vacuum-assisted vaginal birth. "She's got a third-degree perineal tear as well as a surgical incision," the nighttime doc says during sign-out. "Terrible birth. I feel bad for her. She's got the worst of both worlds."
The shinobi couple is something of an oddity on the postpartum floor - she had heard of them offhand from their normal doctor, who apparently freaked out when they randomly swirled out from nowhere into the emergency room.
The doctor turns the corner and checks her census. She looks at her papers as she knocks on the door.
"Nohara Rin? I'm here to do your incision check," the doctor says, and she pushes back the curtain to see the patient sitting in the middle of the bed, her hand on her stomach and a light blue light pulsing beneath her hand.
"Oh," the patient says. "It's okay. I'm already healing it."
"What?" The doctor comes closer and the patient smiles, lifting her hand to show the cut slowly involuting. The skin knits; she can see the layers of tissue already meshing.
"I took out the staples," the patient says. "Sorry, I couldn't heal myself with them in."
"How - what- is this normal?" the doctor says. "I've never treated a meta human before, do you guys normally heal this fast?"
"Um, well actually my chakra was pretty dampened after all the anesthesia and medications, so it's actually taking me a bit longer. I'm a medic nin," she says, and she lifts her hand. The incision is closed, looking as if it's already six weeks postpartum. "I don't know much about civilian medicine, but if it's a traumatic injury at least I know what I'm doing."
"How is your tear?" the doctor asks. The patient's face brightens.
"Oh, that's already healed."
Beside her, the baby is sleeping in the bassinet, swaddled up like a little burrito. On the couch, her partner is passed out face-first in the cushions, apparently having been awake all night panicking during the birth. The doctor can't tell how old he is - the side of his face looks wrinkled and his hair is completely gray - but like all meta humans his physique is decidedly superhuman.
"You know I once met a meta human in her 70s, and she looked like she was twenty," one of the nurses says.
"Oh I know her, Tsunade-hime. She uses her ninja-whatever healing voodoo to keep her face from aging."
The doctor finishes the discharge paperwork - same day, practically unheard of for someone with a C-section. The nurse comes in to deliver the instructions and the patient is walking around as if nothing had happened.