Foreign Object Circulating In The Blood Novels & Stories

You possessive bastard! I increased the number of magic particles that entered Dylan's head. With that much, as well as my recovered strength, I hope I can push out those bugs that have been lodged in Dylan's head for a long time. I hate to think about the possibility that those bugs could reproduce. You know, like bacteria? Ugh, I'd be going crazy if that actually happened. But so far I've found large blood-flow points that feel odd in Dylan's head. I called it odd because there was a rhythmic opposite movement of the blood flow I felt going through his head.

He moved the transducer again and again over the same spot. “Is something wrong?” I asked, my voice higher than I intended. He stayed silent for a moment, as if choosing his words carefully. “Here…” he pointed to a dark area at the top of the image, “there’s a small shadow. It could be an intrauterine hematoma, which sometimes happens after a blow.” The blood drained from my face. Bright squeezed my hand hard. “What does that mean?” he managed to say, his voice like a restrained growl.

"Can you spill it out a bit faster??" I wasn't my normal self as I sat there staring at the man whose hands the life of my son was in. He looked too collected for someone who could destroy my perfect life with a word. "I'm sorry, Mrs Blake. I'm just trying to give you as much information about this situation as I can. So, the bad news is that the bacteria in your son's blood passed through the lining of the gut into the main bloodstream. What we're looking at here is a sign of blood infection."

Blood. To much blood.

I collapsed into Ava's arms, shaking uncontrollably. He made it. He made it. He's alive. I sobbed harder as the weight of days, weeks, months of fear finally shattered into pieces around me. The doctor's voice softened, explaining as he led us to a small private room. "There was something strange during surgery," he said, glancing at the chart in his hand. "We found foreign chemicals in his bloodstream." I wiped my face with shaking hands. "Chemicals?" "Yes. Some kind of compound. Not something typically found in the body naturally. It was... interfering with his healing process."

I ask needing to know if my baby was in pain. “No,” Jasper is quick to assure me. “From what we know when this happens, is that more of a warm sensation starts in the chest and spreads through the body. Luckily, Debbie explained this to Margaux right before she collapsed,” “Why did she collapse?” Eric asks his tone suspicious and I can’t tell if he’s questioning Margaux’s or Jasper's intentions. Jasper keeps his professional composure and adjusts his glasses. “When the vessel popped, white blood cells went into overdrive to try and fight off any infection and to continue carrying oxygen in the blood. It simply was too much given her already weak condition,” Jasper explains.

They bled as though they were attacked only hours prior. “They’re not doing well at all,” said Shan. “I’ve stitched them up multiple times in the past two cycles, with nanites and with traditional synthcord. But their wounds keep opening up. From my bioscans, they’ve got some alien infection coursing through them, and it’s stopping their blood from clotting properly.” “Wait, what?!” said Amal. “They contracted hemophilia? Isn’t that a genetic disorder?” The doctor nodded solemnly. “Most of the time, yeah,” she said. “Somehow, they contracted it during the attack.”

Reid frowned as he examined Georgia’s lab results that immediately came in within minutes of sending the specimens for examination, his eyes narrowed in confusion. “This does not make sense,” he murmured, drawing Maxton’s attention. The doctor’s voice was tight with concern as he gestured to one of the lab charts. “Her blood… there is something off about it. It is not just the loss of blood; there is a… a foreign substance.”

Zane heard a gentle voice and he raised his head to see a lady in a white coat, walking over to them. Immediately, he set the jacket down and walked over to her, and she said, “Your wife is suffering from Penetrating trauma. This happens when a foreign object penetrates the body, tearing a hole in one or more blood vessels. We are prepping her for surgery, but she has the rarest blood type in the entire world and that’s Rh-null. Unfortunately, we are out of stock-“ “Whatever amount that you need to get it back in stock, I will pay… How much?” Zane asked her, his voice cracking.

I order. Maeve leans closer. The moment the black parasite inside the tube “smells” the silver blood, its cells explode into violent activity. The parasite thrashes aggressively against the glass walls again and again, desperately trying to reach the source of the blood.