Foreign Object Circulating In The Blood Novels & Stories

As I reveled in my regrets, the door suddenly creaked open from behind, interrupting. I looked back and watched the doctor come in. He had a disturbed look on his face. "Good day, doctor..." I greeted him. "Good day. The results of the examination are in," He said, his tone grave. My stomach clenched, "Is there a problem?" "The patient's paralysis was caused by a foreign substance in her bloodstream," He explained. "It wasn't from an accident as originally thought." "What?!"

He inhaled deeply, and in that quiet breath, he knew. A sudden wave of recognition washed over his expression—he’d seen this before: Fulminant Hemorrhagic Vasculitis. The name burned in his mind like a red-hot brand. A rare, catastrophic rupture of vessels—no sign, no warning—just blood gushing from every soft opening of the body. It was a cruel disease, sudden and merciless. His gaze shifted sharply to the small glass vial in David’s hand: Heparin E. A potent anticoagulant. Adrian’s voice cut through the room, low and deliberate.

Something was definitely amiss. Blood!.

After I explained, the doctor gave me a brown envelope with the logo of the hospital engraved on it. It was the lab results. It states there that, aside from an infection that was found inside the kids, they also found a rapid decrease in the kids’ blood platelets. It is to the point that they are both at moderate risk, which would have a high chance of bleeding and the need of a platelet transfusion as soon as possible to stop further repercussions. "21,000/mcl is the current platelet count of each of your kids, Ma’am Zobel. That is not a good indication. At the same time, their red blood cell count is also affected." the doctor explained.

" A collective gasp erupted from the surrounding crowd. James backed away in a daze. He pointed at me but couldn't find his voice. Calvin looked at me in shock before turning a murderous glare back toward Corey. Corey was shaking like a leaf. He knew that he was utterly finished. "I'll donate my blood." I stood up and took a sterile swab from a nurse. Looking down at Corey, I said, "I can not only donate blood, but I can also perform the surgery. This is a severe case of DIC and placental abruption. There isn't a single person in this hospital besides me who can pull her back from the brink."

If not, how could Erick still hold back from being emotional until now? Nicko smiled and said to Erick Woolf, "Take a look at your hand. I'll check your pulse!" he ordered Erick Woolf. Erick immediately stretched out his hand to Nicko with great hope. Nicko held Erick's pulse and pretended to check it while saying. "This disease is caused by a blockage in the blood vessels in your body so that they are blocked, and blood cannot flow smoothly down. You have also taken medicine that triggers the work of your liver and kidneys so that the medicinal properties accumulate and cause decay. It is impossible to cure if you only rely on anti-infective drugs like the one in your IV bottle."

they swallowed each other faster than before. Until there is only one round particle left on the screen. William was about to ask the Dean about the situation at this time. As soon as the words came to his mouth, the particles on the projector exploded unexpectedly. William can't respond for a while. The dean's eyes were glued to the projector and didn't move away. After a long time, William regained his language function, "what's going on?" The Dean also recovered. He took a deep breath and said, "as you just saw, the red blood cells in Elisa's body are swallowing each other. When the red blood cells in her body devour each other, they will open her blood vessels until they burst."

It was the chief hematologist, her face grim as she held a new, urgent diagnostic printout from the laboratory. "Mr. Vance, we have an emergency," the doctor said, her voice tight with stress. "The final pre-operative cross-match just came back from the lab. The genetic match between you and the boy is perfect... but your baseline screening just flagged a rare, dormant antibodies condition in your own system. If we proceed with the cellular extraction within forty-eight hours without an immediate, high-risk filtering procedure... it won't just kill the patient. It could stop your own heart." The blood match carries a lethal flaw.

Slipping the chip of my card on the sensor, the door pushes open to red stains on the white floor. It forms a pool and drags along in scary circles. Blood?!!

‎ ‎A drop of blood. ‎ ‎ ‎