Deku Injuries Novels & Stories

Mercedes smiled Mercedes and Crystal visited the clinic after making sure Felix and Alexa were resting. Jake was handling pack issues. In the clinic, Mercedes got to see the injured. Indeed, the damage was not great. Some of them had managed to heal properly, but some were seriously injured. Most of the injured were men. Their mates were beside them and taking care of them. A woman at the corner was silently crying, holding her mate's hand. Mercedes knew the feeling really well. She hastily walked over with Crystal waddling behind her.

Seeing this, Rolf anxiously asked the doctor beside him, "Mr. Weaver, how is Alpha Derek?" Dr. Weaver lightly snorted and said, "He is lucky. A piece of glass almost hit his heart, but fortunately it deviated by a few centimeters in the end. It is also fortunate that it is winter and he is wearing thick clothes, which played a certain buffering role. If it were summer, he would probably have lost his life today," Dr. Weaver continued. "So, is he okay now?" Rolf asked nervously. "He is stubborn, refusing to use anesthetics and insisting on enduring it himself. You must remember to change his medicine well recently and never let the wound get infected; otherwise, there will be serious trouble,

*** "Okay, calm down Dissa calm down. Diki is fine and your job now is to visit her and pray for her so that she quickly wakes up from her coma. Currently, Diki's condition is very worrying. Diki fell into a coma, due to a hard impact on his head and major injuries to his hands and broken bones in both legs, making Diki unconscious. Diki is being treated in the intensive room which is the ICU room which is very well maintained and must be hygienic for people who want to visit him. Ting! Dissa walked into the elevator room and she pressed the button to the 18th floor where there was the room currently occupied by her sister.

A week passed after Keisha received Iyaz’s ruthless punishment, the event ended with no definite answer to why he aimed to kidnap Keisha but her brother Jaden also. The results of his tormenting turned her comatosed and bedridden. She wasn’t close to being dead at least, although her injuries were a lot for a regular human to handle — from her blackened face, down to her ultimately bruised body. After several tests, it was then confirmed that she broke two of her ribs and fractured her left arm.

Debrief happens at first light because grief does not cancel administration, which is one of civilization’s less charming design features. Everyone accounted for. Two wounded. One dead: Sam Kuiper. Maya writes the name herself. The pencil does not shake. That feels obscene. Denise reports Marcus’s injured woman next. Slice across the ribs. Deep. Should need stitches. Already closing. “Not normal,” Denise says quietly. “No,” Maya says. Marcus watches from across the room, sleeve torn, arm bandaged, face unreadable. Maya opens her private page. The Marcus page. The one she absolutely does not call the Marcus page.

If there's an injury in his skull, I can't heal it. "Tille, I'm going to remove Adekin the same way, do you think it's possible?" I asked. "I don't think so. He has broken quite a few bones. He broke his ribs. I'm scared that if we move him it might puncture an important organ." Tille replied. "Alright. I'll just sink the earth just in case these logs fall, it won't crush him." I said. All that's left to do now is for Healer Jan to arrive.

Kade landed on the road, rolling as the tarmac bit into his flesh through his clothes before he slipped down the bank and slammed into the base of a sturdy tree. The silence that followed was disorientating. Kade’s body screamed in pain while his vision tilted and rocked violently. The all too familiar taste of copper in his mouth let him know he was bleeding heavily as he tried to shake off the daze and gain control of his limbs that slipped out from under him as if he was a newborn foal learning to stand. The sound of footsteps approaching at a leisurely pace had Kade snarling, Legion threatening to take hold and attack the bastard approaching him. However, his injuries had him at a disadv

Three seconds that might be enough to identify me if he’d gotten photographs or possessed a good memory for faces. The trap had failed today, but barely. Next time, they’d be better prepared. And I wasn’t sure there would be enough luck in the world to save me twice. “This is pretty serious,” the medic said, examining the dart wound. “What kind of debris causes puncture wounds like this?” “Rebar,” I replied. “Sharp piece of rebar.” She nodded and kept working, but I caught the look she exchanged with her assistant. They knew combat injuries when they saw them.

he said. “Yes, ma’am, and Minus here had it bad,” he continued, ignoring Minus. “All we heard about was Cricket this and Cricket that, that is when he wasn’t bitching about how much of a prick Cutter is.” He turned to Minus. “How is Cutter, by the way?” “Yeah, about that,” Minus said sternly. “My sweet Lord look at your knee,” Duke said, ignoring Minus. “It’s nothing. Just a scrape. I’ll be okay,” I said, trying my best not to think about the bits of gravel that I’d have to pick out of my stinging flesh.

However, Kayden's rage was futile. Even the deacons beside him advised him in low voices not to try and issue a challenge. Otherwise, he was sure to end up in an even worse state. After settling the bill, the deacons helped Kayden into the elevator. Kayden was badly injured. Not only was he now disfigured, but he also had fractures of varying degrees in his shoulders and ribs. When he was brought to the hospital, despite being given three times the usual dose of anesthetic, he still let out bloodcurdling yells from inside the operating room.