Jasmine Bleu Before Surgery Novels & Stories

After changing clothes in the outer room and completing disinfection, she was finally allowed to enter the operating area. Seeing Sarah's pale face, Selina's heart quivered. She steadied herself and asked the lead surgeon: "Is there anything I can do?" Without looking up, the lead surgeon said: "I heard from Doctor Robinson that you can assist with acupuncture to stop bleeding during surgery?" Selina nodded, and the lead surgeon instructed an assistant: "Bring over the wooden box Doctor Robinson gave you!" Before the surgery, Nelson had told the lead surgeon about Selina assisting with acupuncture to stop bleeding during surgeries, and had proactively sent in Selina's usual acupuncture kit.

If anything was to befall her, he'd never forgive himself: he had endangered her from the very moment he preyed into her life. He was her curse. And she didn't deserve it. He didn't deserve her. But he couldn't leave her; not anymore. He jumped to his feet the moment he caught site of the famous blue shirt of the operating doctor; "Max, how is she? How's Jasmine?" "She got shot Marcello, how do you think she is? The operation was a success and she's stable. But she'll need to stay under observation for 24 hours." Max, the head surgeon replied.

💊 Alex's POV 💊 The door of my office opened and Jasmine came in "Oh am sorry, I didn't knock again" she said. "It's fine" I said "have you conducted the blood test?" "Yeah, here's the result" she said as she gave me the result "It shows many drugs were present in her blood during the surgery and it's not a surprise since she was injected with lots of drugs during anaesthesia." "But look here, there's Cemptrofin" I said and she moved closer to me to see the result.

She had showered at least, her hair was still damp but freshly combed, and the bags under her eyes had lightened somewhat. “Fine,” she said flatly. “How are your ribs?” Jennivah questioned calmly. “Probably mended.” I watched as Jesamine wiggled in her bed, as if testing them herself. Jennivah took her blood pressure and tracked her heart rate. “Everything seems normal. Shall we have a look?” Jesamine nodded and pulled back the blanket to reveal her stomach. I did a double take. Was there? No. Couldn’t be. “I see you are showing nicely,” Jennivah said, covering Jesamine’s belly in a gel. There was the faintest small mound beneath her skin.

Had she made a mistake? With the upcoming international physics competition, every class was pushing hard. Class 3-18 even called Jasmine back to help improve their ranking. Jasmine had been in intensive training at school, so Eden hadn’t crossed paths with her. Eden and Edmund went upstairs, where she handed him the prescription. "Go to Elysian Apothecary and buy these ingredients. Then, head to the hospital and prepare an infused bath. Make sure it can fit in a bathtub. You must personally supervise Jerry during the bath for fifteen days."

She had blue Jean trousers on and a slim arm blouse and though there was a scar on her arm, she placed less thought about covering it up, which spoke great length about her confidence. “I’ll drink to that,” Zoe said and nudged the glass in her hand towards the rest. They followed up and picked up their glasses as well and Jasmin did likewise and brought the glass close to her nose and sniffed a little to be sure if it was alcoholic and confirming her suspension; she didn’t take it to her mouth. “Not going to drink?” Charming rose a brow as she noticed her pause. She let out small laughter and dropped the glass to the table. “No, the doctor advised I stay off anything alcoholic, for my health

“Yes, I’m strong, and I want you to stop blaming yourself. I can see it all over your face right now. It’s not gonna help me. Tomorrow, I will keep thinking of how worried you are for me. Please, don’t do this.” I took a deep breath and smiled. “Okay, baby.” “Don’t worry. They are the best. I’ll be in good hands.” “You should, or I swear to God, if things went sideways, I will let the King hang them in front of the palace.” She chuckled. “You’re dangerous.” “Sorry, baby. I can’t help it.” I breathed shakily. “Are you ready for the procedure?” “I have to. I’ll start my fasting at midnight. Then in the morning, I’ll call you before I head for what they call hysteroscopic adhesiolysis.”

We’d laid out the sterile drapes, surgical instruments, sutures, bone aspiration tools, and the IV fluids. Before taking Shaelith inside, I gave her a moment to hug Seraphira. “How long will she be in there?” Seraphira asked, her little voice quivering. “Just for some days,” I reassured her. “I promise. You’ll be able to visit her tomorrow.” Shaelith looked noticeably better, perhaps the promise of healing had lifted her spirits. Hope can be medicinal too. I carried her gently into the surgical room and began the preoperative procedures. I inserted an IV line to administer fluids and maintain hydration. Once she was on the padded surgical bed, I adjusted the monitors and checked her vitals.

He watched Alex watch him with keen interest as he moved closer towards him. He slowly unclasped his right hand from Alex's and placed it on his lap. Watching Alex almost flinch as he placed his hand on his lap, he curled his fingers and rubbed them in a circular motion around his thigh. "Blue," Seb whispered then leaned even closer towards Alex. The space between them was only getting shorter as they both began to lean forward, replacing the distance between them with their breaths. They both exhaled and breathed slowly, their breaths hitting their skin and like it was magic, prompting both of them to close their eyes simultaneously.