Novel & Cerita 28 Stab Wounds

One of the soldier said and I sighed. This is so messed up. "Let me see the X-ray result" I said to Susan and she handed it to me. "There are four bullets in this patients body, two are in his stomach cavity while the other two are near his heart, let's just hope the bullets didn't hit any vital organ" I said. "How's the vitals?" "All stable doctor" Susan said. "Do we have all the equipments ready?" I asked Andrew. "Yes doctor" "Are you ready Jasmine?" I asked and she nodded

Three hours were already up. Finally, Vera and the experts stopped working on the patient. Up till now, they had extracted 17 bullets and sewn nine lacerations so far. "Dr. Frost, there are two lethal wounds remaining," an expert said. Another expert added, "One of the wounds is close to the patient's heart, while the other wound is located near his jugular artery. Both are tremendously difficult to deal with."

I needed to see what had done this to my mate, it only fueled the rage that was busy building deep inside of me. “The sword went through him twice, no wait- three, yes… see here, it sliced through him three times and went straight through, it’s remarkable it missed all the important organs,” Ward said in astonishment as he slowly sat up to turn him back over onto his back again before getting up and making his way over to the cupboard clearly to fetch something from there. When he came back I saw it was rubbing alcohol and bandaging, he also had some clean cloths for cleaning up the wounds. He immediately started by pouring the rubbing alcohol onto Groban’s open wounds, I winced as I watched

Danielle looked at her injuries in the mirror. Her right arm suffered a long and deep stab wound. And her left shoulder got a shallow wound. The nurse was not able to attack the third time because Levi and the rest were able to stop him. It was also a good thing that the ambulance hadn't left yet. And of course, because there's Dr. Levi, who was quick on his feet to treat her. "How are you feeling?" Miriam asked her. Tabitha and Jio left already when they were sure that she was okay.

he bellowed through the halls. “Alpha, please calm down.” The doctors are tending to him.” Vic told him. “His wounds are very serious; he was stabbed with a knife that was laced with silver and wolfsbane.” He started to explain. “He a deep cut across his chest and one from the top right side of his forehead going across and down the left side of his cheek, across his left eye down to below his left jawline right under his ear.” He explained. “Will he lose his vision?”

"He's circling the drain. I doubt he's going to make it to the ambulance. Someone's bringing out the stretcher and resuscitation mask. We'll meet the ambulance at the front door and hand him off. If we lose him then I'm going to chest pump while you breathe for him with the mask, nice and slow, on my mark. Understand?" He nodded and relayed the information to the others, then over radio getting the team at the front door ready for them. Using her free hand Jenna awkwardly pulled medical scissors out of her First Aid kit and started cutting away his shirt so she could see the damage. Oh Jesus. She wished she hadn't. Whoever had done this to him knew what they were doing. It was a miracle this

Dean’s heart began to race; he felt as though he was getting closer to the truth. He opened the earliest physical report from Chen's 18th year, and the content of the report shocked him. It detailed Chen’s injuries: multiple stab and slash wounds, with the most severe being a stab to the back that fractured his ribs. There was extensive blood loss and multiple instances of shock during emergency surgery. After several hours of intense resuscitation, he had narrowly been pulled back from the brink of death. Each line of text felt like a knife, slicing through Dean’s heart.

“Shit. This is Morgan’s kiddo? Alright, bring her in, quickly. But I can’t promise anything.” Max carried me further into the hospital and I could feel him let me down on a bed. I weakly reached out for his hand as he laid me down. I tried to squeeze it but I could barely manage the finger movements. His hand was torn from me as I felt myself being moved. I felt needles being stuck in me and clothes ripped off. “Two stab wounds to the stomach and one stab wound on the thigh. Looks like the two on the stomach are clean but the one of the thigh…”

“How long has she been bleeding?” “Don’t know.” Knox steps back to give them space but his hands are still covered in red. “We found her like this. Maybe five minutes ago.” Dr. Patel works quickly, her fingers probing the wounds with clinical precision. “Stab wounds, both to the lower abdomen. Deep but they missed the major organs. She’s lucky or her attacker had terrible aim.” She glances up at one of her assistants. “Get an IV started. I need saline and antibiotics. We’ll stitch her here and monitor for the next twenty-four hours.”

I said, my voice shaky as I loosened my grip. The paramedics eased me aside to work on Alejandro. One cut open his shirt while another started an IV. A third pressed fresh gauze against his wounds, immediately turning crimson. "Multiple stab wounds to abdomen and chest," one called out. "Significant blood loss. BP dropping—70/40." "We need to move him now," another responded, already preparing the stretcher. I watched in numb horror as they lifted him, his body looking impossibly fragile despite his muscular frame. His face was ashen already with lips tinged blue.