28 Stab Wounds の小説・ストーリー

I asked, placing my hand back on his. Dr. Powell looked over at Callan as she spoke. “His injuries are quite extensive. There were deep cuts with a silver blade across his back and chest. There were stab wounds on his shoulder and his side.” She stated, pointing to each wound. “We had to clean all the wounds. I am most concerned about the stab wound to his abdomen, as that actually damaged organs.” I cringed as she explained his injuries. “Did his heart stop?” Brett had already told me what happened, but I needed to hear it from Dr. Powell.

"Does it matter?" "Yes! He shouldn’t be this bad from a stab wound like this. Do you remember that he already took three stabs in this area? It’s impossible for him to fall with one that wasn’t even that deep. Where is the knife?" Nate looked at Mustafá with concern. Mustafá then picked up the still-bloody knife from the floor. "Is this from Matheus?" he asked Molly, who nodded. "How long ago was he stabbed?" "Not long ago," Molly answered.

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."

I carefully pulled it out while he's advancing to attack me. He tried punching me again in my stomach but I lowered my head and stab his abdomen by my stell knife. His movement almost stoned him but I wasn't contented yet. I pulled out the knife in his flesh and I saw the blood dripping in it. I stabbed him again in his chest, aiming for his heart. He spitted blood and his body almost fell when two men can ein again. They shoots me but I used the dead body as my shield to their bullets.

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.?

He caught the key and quickly removed the silver confinements with his gloved hands before dropping it on the floor in disgust. “I can dress his wounds, but he needs IV antibiotics. There’s no way to know for sure when his wolf will reappear and until it does, he’s susceptible to infection. In his current state, that could kill him.” I closed my eye again, luxuriating in the feel of no longer being draped in silver. I tried to remain still as Liam worked to clean my wounds and dress them. The worst had been when he cleaned and dressed the stab wound on my thigh. He murmured apologies as he scraped away layers of skin, informing me that infection had already set in and he had to cut out as mu

Katrina had explained that the stabs that had been inflicted on him were incredibly severe, and had been aimed at places that were going to indeed be difficult to heal or treat. Her shoulders had sagged as she spoke. She had even taken off her wire-rimmed glasses, allowing her eyes to carefully convey her message. “His odds are slim,” Katrina had said, voice heavy with the news. “The wounds inflicted on him are so severe. The knife pierced his heart, his liver, and his lungs. If they hadn't, things would have been easier. But whoever stabbed him planned for him to actually die from these strategic wounds. I'm sorry. We'll continue to do our best.”