Heart Dragon Novels & Stories

His breathlessness intensified, each inhalation becoming a laborious effort. Upon witnessing Blaze slump to the ground, Dexter hurriedly approached. Blaze's rapid, irregular heartbeat echoed in Dexter's ears, creating a disconcerting rhythm. "Judging by the pace of your blood flow and the way your heart is beating right now, you are currently experiencing a heart attack. It appears a blood clot has blocked your coronary arteries; you would be dead in eight minutes."

said Jiyoung with narrowed eyes but both of them ignored her. “Okay, I’ll explain. Human heart is located in the centre of the chest but it is 1.5 cm more towards the left side of the chest. That’s why Liah have staked him on the left side of his chest. She only went for the left side thinking the heart is on the left side and not in the centre but thankfully, her stupid mistake protected his heart from being crushed. But she staked this part close to heart, this area” she said pointing towards the sharp wood closer to the centre and continued,

The doctor exhaled deeply and turned to face Matt. "It's called, Ischemic heart disease (or coronary heart disease is a condition that is caused by a build-up of plaque that narrows the arteries leading to the heart. Narrow or blocked arteries decrease the amount of oxygen-rich blood delivered to the heart. This can cause other complications like blood clots, angina, or a heart attack." He explained to him. Drake was sure enough to put some details in the recess of his mind. So Mr Jordan has been battling with a deadly disease? Can it be cured though?

She is a hundred times more scarier than Gorilla herself! I smiled shaking my head and I opened the page 224. Cardiology, great. The thing about cardiology is, a heart is a muscle. It don't have a feeling. It CAN'T be broken. The only job is to pump blood. Not emotions, feelings. I wondered what will world look like if no one would have emotions. Zero feelings. A better world maybe?

I take the tablet and a glass of water for him to drink. I lift up one of the pill bottles. Metoprolol Succinate. I carefully type it into my phone with shaky hands. Used to manage high blood pressure, chest pain, and heart conditions like HCM. Hypertrophic cardiomyopathy. My stomach drops. I vaguely remember it from biology—something about the heart walls being too thick. Dangerous. Even deadly. "Heart failure?" I whisper. "Ryan, what the hell is going on with you?" He swallows and closes his eyes, visibly relaxing.

He answered with another smile. “You were talking about some tests,” I started and he nodded affirmatively, “what does the tests say?” I asked and he sighed before answering me. “The tests we carried out show that you’re a month and three weeks pregnant,” he answered and my chest tightened, “But…” he continued and my jaw dropped. “There’s a but?” I asked in shock and the doctor nodded as he looked through his file again as if to be sure of what he was about to say next. “Yes, you have what we call Cardiomyopathy, it’s a disease of the heart muscle.” He tried to explain but I was still in the dark.

Claire leaned in close, holding her breath. "During my mandatory team physical two weeks ago," Adrian explained in simple, direct terms, "the medical staff flagged an irregular rhythm in my heart. At first, I thought it was just a temporary glitch from stress. But yesterday, I went to New York Presbyterian for a full, high resolution cardiac MRI with a top specialist." Ryan’s face instantly paled. "A heart irregularity? Adrian, what are you talking about? You're the fittest guy on the entire team." "It's called arrhythmogenic right ventricular cardiomyopathy," Adrian said, pronouncing the complex medical name clearly. "It's a structural flaw in the muscle wall of my heart that creates a dang

"The heat given off by dragon's hearts consists of negative energy. It will deplete all of her positive energy. Do you want to send her to an early grave?" Rozi looked at Marissa, who was clearly clueless. All Marissa knew was that the medicine Claude gave her had healed her injuries. "Whose formula does the medicine I took belong to?” Marissa questioned. "Mine!" the beggar and Claude replied at the same time. Rozi was now at a loss as to who the real doctor was. "Something's wrong…. My chest hurts," Rozi said as she clutched her chest. The beggar snorted and said, "You're bluffing. Your chest doesn't hurt at all. Instead, it's your stomach that's hurting, and that’s thanks to the dragon's h

I tell her I will be done soon. I dry my hands. I walk into the OR. The team is ready. The lights are bright. Lily is on the table, her chest open, her heart exposed. It is small, no larger than my fist, but it is fighting. The left ventricle strains, the walls thick, the rhythm uneven. I look at the narrowing. It is worse than the scans showed. The aorta is pinched to a thread. The blood struggles to pass. The heart is working twice as hard as it should.

Heart symbol The rain outside worsened, beating incessantly against the glass, a wild rhythm that echoed the thumping in his chest. Thunder rumbled ominously in the distance, a foreboding roar reverberating through the sky. Nevertheless, within, the enormous hall remained tranquil, a peaceful backdrop for the impending tempest. Heart symbol Kaiser clenched his fists at his sides, his knuckles pale beneath his skin. The burden of treachery, loss, dread, and hope weighed heavily upon him, yet he straightened, summoning the fortitude that had sustained him through numerous conflicts. This transcended mere power or control. The subject pertained to her. Heart symbol Izora. The image of her, batt