28 Stab Wounds Novels & Stories

I stared at the six dead men still bleeding out on the ground before me. They all had deep stab wounds on different parts of their bodies, deep gouges on their necks and one on the thigh. There was a gunshot wound on one's head as well. The stab wound on the thigh was so deep and so wide, I wondered how Mia had been able to do it. Heck, I wondered how she had singlehandedly killed all six men that weighed more than the average man.

He applies bandages and stops the bleeding. He rushes to his second patient, who has a stab wound on his abdomen. Gianni stops the bleeding as much as he can, applying pressure on the area as hard as he could. He cleans the area around the wound and attempts to open the wound to check how deep the wound is. The knight is losing so much blood. Gianni knows that he has to do what he must do. He opens the patient and seals the internal bleeding using sterile threads. The knight shouts and screams in pain, as he does the procedure. He acts swiftly, closing and dressing the wound saving the patient.

5AM. Rose Hills. At dawn, the heart and lung center called Shantelle for an emergency surgery. A stabbed-wound patient was admitted to Saint Dominique's Heart and Lung Center, and the surgeon in charge needed a second consultant. Shantelle arrived at the emergency room and found a young man groaning in pain. "Doctor Shant, the patient has multiple stabbed wounds, and he is losing a lot of blood," the trauma surgeon reported as Shantelle arrived. "We have already inserted a tube into the side of his stomach. Blood is draining out of him - a lot."

Daniels reached for his hand and held his husband close, assuring him that he was there. "From our estimation, he lost about thirty-two percent of his blood. Forty percent is fatal. In addition to those previous injuries, he sustained a severe gunshot wound on his left arm which required surgery. He sustained three broken ribs on his left side, a large cut on his forearm that required stitches, and a stab wound from the car piece which lodged into his right ribs. These are minor compared to the blood loss and lung issues. He also has a severe concussion due to the impact with something on the back upper section of his head. Due to this trauma and the extreme blood loss that he had sustained

the nurse ordered. "I didn't do anything, he deserved it and he is only faking it" she whined "Still you need to apapologize,Jace just got stitches for the stabbing injury he sustained near his abdomen and you kicked him near that region. Are you trying to open the wound in" the nurse scolded. "What you got stab !" she exclaimed in shock "Are you into drug or some bad mafia gang, boys of your age do involve in shady stuff" she inquired eyeing him suspiciously.?

"Doctor, we need your help. Sera is in labor, and there's a complication. You have to do something." The doctor rushed to Sera's side and began to assess the situation with a quick, professional glance. After about a minute, he looked up at the Alpha and Luna with a grim expression on his face. "The stab wound is unfortunately very very deep.... and that can cause a lot of complications.

I scream, tearing off my torn-up shirt and wrapping it around the hilt of the knife to try and hold it in place as I keep pressure around it. “I’m on the phone with them now,” Amber informs me. “Yes, I’m still here. I also need a couple ambulances. Three victims, one woman with head injuries, a man stabbed, and another man unconscious with head wounds…possibly dead.” I hear her say to someone before I tune her out. I look down at Julian, tears making my eyes blurry as I keep pressure around his wound. He glances down at the knife and tries to reach for it, but I move his hands out of the way.

While his back is turned to me, I move. I spring off the bed, the knife in my hand. Before I can think, before I can let him react, I stab him. I’m worried about hitting his ribs. So I go for the lower right quadrant. He’s muscular, and for a split second I’m worried about the amount of force that I applied, until I feel the knife push into his muscles. I pull it out quickly, stabbing in where I can tell. Kidneys. Liver. I get in two stabs before he spins, roaring. “You bitch!” he screams.

After her experience of losing Yasmine, Angeline knew just how worried a mother felt when her child was hurt. So, she said gently to Sherryn, "They've secured a steel plate in his arm, and the stab wounds on his body missed any of his internal organs. The wounds have been sutured and are considered just external injuries." Sherryn heaved a sigh of relief. Then, her knees buckled. Fortunately, Angeline was swift to support her. "I… Let me collect myself before I go in." Sherryn supported herself against the wall, trying to compose herself. Nobody knew just how flustered she was when she heard that something had happened to Ned earlier on.

He would have died if you haven’t bought him here on time) “His wounds?” “Échei dechtheí októ rámmata allá den tha faínontai sti grammí ton mallión tou. Éna állo simantikó prágma. Échase polý aíma. Eínai kalá tóra. Allá se líges méres, an den ta páei kalá, prépei na tou dósoume aíma” (He has received eight stitches but they will not be visible in his hairline. Another important thing. He lost a lot of blood. He is fine now. But in a few days if he isn’t doing well, we need to give him blood)