Bullet Heart Novels & Stories

"Hi, ahmm Mr. Monroe, we already have your CT result and the Echo, and we seeing--" "--a bullet...dont worry about it, it has nothing to do with my pain" "I dont you are correct, because as we can see it, it is inside the pericardial cavity and it is compressing now your nerves, if we dont pull it out it will poke directly to your heart" "That is impossible, the previous doctor said it isnt even affecting anything within me, I never even felt pain until yesterday" "Yes, because the bullet is moving within the cavity as time goes and if we dont pull it out it will be more dangerous for you"

"Is he okay now? Because I can't see anything attached on his body." "Can't determine yet because his health status is indefinite, for now he’s okay but later he’s not.” "I don't understand, what's my brother's condition?" "Storm has Cardiac Dysrhythmia also known as Arrhythmia, uhm... it’s an irregular heartbeat and he's heart condition has a fast heartbeat. He has over one hundred beats than the normal, which is eighty, and that condition called Tachycardia and for his age today the normal heart rate will be seventy to one hundred ten beat per minute. But his heart rate is sometimes greater than one hundred thirty-seven beat per minute or stay in that number and the number of beat per minu

Lyra's focus remained on saving Harrison's life, her training and instincts guiding her actions. ***Please note that this is a fictional scene, and real-life medical emergencies require proper training and equipment.*** Just as Lyra resumed CPR, she noticed something unusual. The heartbeat though faint but ... off center. Lyra's eyes narrowed, focusing on the sensation beneath her hands. She adjusted her position, reorienting her fingers. That's when she felt it – the unmistakable pulse of Harrison's heart, beating steadily on the right side of his chest. "The bullet didn't hit his heart," Lyra whispered to herself, relief washing over her.

“Why didn't you inform me about your invasion on Sherlock Hanes’s property? We could have thought about a better plan.” “Is this the first thing you ask your son who just woke up after the surgery? I thought I wouldn't come back alive from the operation theater?” Saul scoffed looking towards the ceiling. Carson sighed, giving out a low rumble that often fathers have towards their children. “Do not pull sentimental dialogues. They only work with your mom. I knew you would be out of danger. Because, the doctor told me the bullet went on the left side of your chest and you're a dextrocardia.”

For a heartbeat the chamber forgot how to breathe. Then the entire council froze.

Harper barked, "Suspected graft rejection—start methylprednisolone IV, stat! Check troponin and BNP levels now!" Dr. Robert gripped the defibrillator paddles while Dr. Ellis injected meds, their voices overlapping in urgent rhythm. "Possible primary graft failure," Dr. Ellis snapped, sweat beading on her brow. "Push fluids and get that echo ready—what's her output?" Charlotte pressed her stethoscope to the patient's chest, fingers trembling as she called out vitals, her face draining of color. The team worked feverishly, shocking the heart back once, twice, until a fragile beat stuttered to life.

"Not now." The doctors called it hypertrophic cardiomyopathy. A fancy way of saying my heart was too big for its own good. Literally. The muscle was thickening, choking the life out of itself. Stress was the trigger. And my entire life was a pressure cooker. I’d been hiding the pills in my desk for two years. Beta-blockers. Blood thinners. Secrets. If the bullet didn't get me, the ticking clock in my chest would. Ethan stirred. His hand twitched on the bedsheet.

🌹 43 🌹 “Fuck!” Ajay ran into the room when he noticed what went wrong. “How did this happen?” He quickly pressed the emergency button and soon after, a doctor and some nurses rushed in. Joan laid unconscious with the tears still fresh down her ears. Ajay sadly looked at her as he was ushered out of the room. “What is happening?” Abel soon arrived. “I don't know.” Ajay was panicking. “I came in and saw the heart monitor was unplugged and..and,,, and s-she was there..”