28 Stab Wounds Novels & Stories

I looked at all of my sons to see their faces twisted with anger and sadness. "When Luna arrived she was in the worst condition I've seen in a long time. I originally thought at first glance that she was around 14 years old due to her small frame. Upon more examination and the DNA test it was determined that she was indeed 18 years old. I was shocked to see such a young lady in that state. She had severe injuries all over her body, the main two injuries that I worried about the most were the two stab wounds to both of her thighs. It seems like he deliberately stabbed her legs and unfortunately, one of the knives in her left leg pierced an artery she lost a lot of blood and needed surgery. Th

Alpha obviously stabbed him numerous times with that knife he had. “Hey, Chica” Gabe coughs. “Might need help” “Please can we get him to a hospital?” I look to the officers from the council standing in the room with us. Two men come to kneel down by my side, one lifting Gabe’s shirt up, there are a number of holes in his side, blood gushing out, making me feel sick at the sight. I have to quickly look away. One of the men takes off his shirt and uses it to hold against the wounds. I see him talking to his other officers.

Roy told once I give my mate to the doctor Nodding my head I look at the doctor working on my mate, not even five minutes he came back out “ you said she was stab Alpha?” “ yes, she had multiple stab wounds, why?” “ because I do believe they have healed cause the only things she suffering from his dehydrated and probably a concussion that’s all” “ How is that possible the only people that could this fast are the high ranks, not an Omega” “ that’s what I would think she’s probably is not an Omega after all’ he told me

She shot him an annoyed glance then she drew her stare back at the ceiling. “Deep knife wounds on the palm of the left hand, left arm and right thigh---the one on the right thigh being the deepest,” continued Azriel. “A gunshot wound on the stomach that caused several damaged internal organs, another gunshot wound on the chest that could have killed you had the medic been one minute later, a deep graze on the right calf, a semi-fractured bone on the left shin, a fractured rib, several knife cuts, grazes and bruises,” he noted. “The operation took approximately ten hours with your heart almost failing once.” He stood up and went to the window a few steps behind him. His back was now facing he

“He's a piece of work and I'm sure its nothing you can't handle..the sedatives should have kicked in..just check in him and update the charts ..she told me I nodded and left her office..I walked down the corridor with a sigh..I wasn't really in the mood for drama..not after everything that has happened this week..I caught my boyfriend having sex with my best friend…didn't expect it but well it happened… I've forgotten about it for now…the only thing I have time for now is my work,the shifts and how to pay my bills and keep a roof over my head…and probably a glass of wine. I got to room 355 and glanced at the digital chart by the door Name:Rico Valguruez Age:28 Injury:left side stab wound.not

He stated gesturing towards the chairs infront of his desk as he went to sit down behind his desk. "What was so urgent that I had to come today instead of Tuesday?" I asked sitting down crossing my leg over the other. "As Miss Romano know that you had three gunshot wounds, two by the abdomen and one by the shoulder. Luckily the one to the shoulder miss Romano had an exit wound. Unfortunately the others did not have an exit wound because of that we had to do surgery to remove them. Because it was to the torso it caused more damaged, internal bleeding and alot of blood loss." He explained everything I already knew.

The rest of the day passed in a blur. Ava didn’t even remember walking back to the trauma ward. One moment she was signing off on patient reports, the next she was elbow-deep in a body torn open by rage. Multiple stab wounds. Arterial bleeding. Chest cavity punctured. The patient had flatlined once. Maybe twice. She lost count. They fought for every beat of his heart. And when it was done, when they finally got him stable, she stepped back, hands soaked through her gloves, arms trembling from exhaustion.

Seeing that his body was quite full and he had some difficulty every time he moved, I was somewhat reassured, as it meant that it was unlikely that the stitches would rub together. She nodded her head while I moved on to another patient I had treated a few days ago. This man had quite serious injuries. He almost lost his life due to a sharp stab wound on his abdomen. "How are you? Is the wound still in severe pain?" As I recall, it was only two days ago that he kept complaining and looking pale, asking repeatedly for painkillers from those in charge. But today, he looked pretty well, I then approached and read his vital signs, which looked promising.

he said pulling her close and making her sit at his side which she did with care as to not aggravate his injury. "Shouldn't you be at the hospital or something?" she asked worrying over him. "No no, no need for that, your family doctor came in and had a look at it. It's a stab wound, nothing too deep to hit any vital arteries or organs for that matter. It will heal in a week or two. So it's okay, stop worrying" he said, tucking a strand of stray hair on her face behind her ear, making her lean into his feather light touch.

Who is Zubah anyway? I don't think I still can stand to fight them, especially now that their number is doubled. Yes, I'm facing fourteen huge men. My eyes are droopy and I feel like sleeping. My system is weakening and I fell with my knees to the ground. Both my hands are on the floor, supporting the weight of my body and preventing me from collapsing. I can feel the bullets being pushed out of my body. I can perfectly understand why it hurts so much. It's no surprise, having three gunshot wounds on my legs, four on my back, and many more on my chest and abdomen, not to mention the other parts of my body. I'm bleeding all over my body.