The Gods' Fool Play novel series

"Doctor! Doctor! I feel like I'm giving birth!"

Heart-wrenching screams were heard from the dim little clinic as a blood-stained woman twisted and struggled on a rusty delivery chair.

"Hurry! Doctor, come and take a look, he's about to come out!!"

"Why don't you come over here! Doctor! Doctor!? Are you a doctor?? Turn around and take a look!!!"

The pregnant woman's screams became more and more shrill, and her struggles became more and more frantic, but the doctor standing by never looked back at her. He just nodded and said slowly and perfunctorily:

"Okay, okay, I'm coming. Don't worry, I'm preparing the delivery tools. Madam, you don't want your baby to fall to the ground as soon as it's born, do you?"

This sentence seemed to have a fatal killing power on the pregnant woman who was gradually going crazy. Her crazy momentum stagnated, and her red eyes gradually regained clarity. Her eyeballs mechanically turned slowly again, and slowly looked at her belly, and she responded in a somewhat foolish manner:

"The child... yes, the child... the child cannot fall to the ground. I want to give birth to a child, the child cannot fall to the ground..."

She kept repeating these words in her mouth, and her emotions gradually stabilized. Soon, the small clinic became quiet again, with only the clanging sound of iron hammering remaining.

This is a doctor making delivery tools.

Tiny sparks flew out from in front of the doctor, lighting up the dim space for a moment.

The pregnant woman's attention was attracted by the sparks. She hugged her belly, turned her head to look at the doctor's back, her eyes began to turn red again, and her expression slowly became ferocious again.

"Doc! What are you doing! What are you doing!?"

"Me? Didn't I tell you? I'm preparing the delivery tools. There are too many patients in the clinic recently, and the nurses are all gone to help. I have to do these chores by myself."

As he spoke, the doctor turned around and showed the rough hacksaw he had just hammered shut to the pregnant woman, with a bright and cheerful smile on his face, and said with some pride:

"Look, it's ready."

The moment the pregnant woman saw the hacksaw, her whole body suddenly twitched. As she struggled, the leather straps pulled the rusty chair, making a teeth-grinding friction sound.

Her legs kicked wildly, splashing the dirty blood on her body everywhere.

"What are you doing! This is not a delivery tool! What are you doing!!"

"Madam, please look carefully. This is the birthing saw."

The doctor approached the pregnant woman with a hacksaw in hand, his eyes lingering on the irregular teeth as if he were appreciating a work of art, while he exclaimed in admiration:

"This is the most cutting-edge delivery technology published in Science. You only need to use this uterine saw to cut open your abdomen, and your baby can be born intact on the delivery chair, which avoids the tragedy of the baby falling to the ground during normal delivery and reduces the risk of infection.

And the sharp teeth can increase the wound surface, ensuring that the baby’s head will not be stuck during delivery due to the small space.”

The doctor took the tool and measured the pregnant woman's belly, squinting and smiling:

"Most importantly, this program currently has 0 negative reviews."

"My child...will be safe..."

"Yes, ma'am, please rest assured. I am the most experienced midwife in the clinic and will ensure the safety of your child."

The pregnant woman got the promise and suddenly became excited. She slapped her belly which was bulging like a hill and stretched her head to shout impatiently:

"Hurry! Deliver my baby! My baby is coming out! Hurry, doctor! Hurry!"

"It is my honor to serve you."

The doctor held the rough hacksaw without shaking his hands, then lightly touched the skin and skillfully cut upwards.

“Chi——”

A thin line of blood meandered upwards, and the ripe watermelon split open in the blink of an eye.

Following right on!

"Bang--"

The body that could not bear the weight burst like a punctured balloon, and blood splattered everywhere.

She is not dead yet.

She screamed in pain, struggling with her hands and feet, looking at the doctor with vicious and terrified eyes, and screamed wildly:

"What are you doing? What are you doing!? You're trying to kill me! You're trying to kill my child!!"

The doctor's body was covered in blood, but his face was clean. He gently moved the hacksaw away from his face and smiled again to comfort the patient:

"Ma'am, it's so sad that you say that. I'm trying to save you and your child. Look, your child...is born safely."

The pregnant woman's frantic movements paused, and she looked at her belly with extreme joy. However, she saw a pair of huge, pure black eyes blinking at her in her abdominal cavity full of rotten flesh.

These eyes are very clear and bright, very attractive.

If its body wasn't a twisting tentacle, it might be more adorable.

Looking at the terrifying newborn that looked like an octopus tentacle, the doctor smiled knowingly and praised:

"Look, your child is so healthy, his eyes are bright and sparkling, and you can tell at a glance that he has... uh... big eyes."

The surprise on the pregnant woman's face froze for a moment because of this inexplicable compliment, but this did not prevent her from expressing her overflowing love for her child.

Black blood of joy overflowed from her skinny eye sockets.

"Child! My child!!"

"Yes, it's your child."

"Bring my child here! I want to see him! Is it a boy or a girl?"

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After hearing this, the doctor's smile froze and a bit of confusion appeared on his face.

To be honest, if you really have to categorize the gender of an octopus leg...

"Congratulations, ma'am. It's a...boy."