The surgery wasn't the easiest one that I had ever been in on. It felt like something that might have been done at the very beginning of the field instead of hundreds of years later, but we got it done.
As I was stitching up the incision, Bin An Sha removed his bloody gloves and his gown and walked over to the pile of blankets that we had placed in a warm corner of the room.
We were grossly underprepared to help give birth, especially in such a trauma inducing matter. Usually, the mother would have been awake the whole time and would have been able to hold her child for a moment before the nurse took the infant away.
But the mother was passed out, and there was no nurse.
So, the beautiful girl was piled under a bunch of blankets to keep her warm until I was able to give her a bath.
She was one of the most beautiful babies that I had ever seen. Her brown eyes had flickers of gold in them as she blinked up at me.
