Kirstin Maldonado Injury Novels & Stories

What should we do if something happened to Kenny? She turned around and looked at the floor, finding that it was reflecting light. Out of curiosity, Kristen went forward to examine it and her expression changed instantly. In the hospital, Kenny was examined. Fortunately, her bones were not injured, but her ligament injury made it impossible for her to dance. When they came back, it was almost six o"clock. The program would start recording at seven o"clock. Kenny said to Kristen with red-rimmed eyes, "Miss Healey, in this case, I"ll withdraw from the game."

The thought made me inhale sharply, scolding myself inwardly. "Where is this doctor then?" I inquired. "He's recovering from severe injuries sustained in the last attack," Kael explained. "His right leg was torn off by those ro—" "Let me see the woman," I said without thinking. The nurse and Kael exchanged puzzled glances, prompting me to shoot Kael a questioning look, silently asking what was so surprising. "So, when Malik was digging into my life, he didn't also find out I was a doctor by profession? I need to attend to that woman immediately," I insisted.

He responded, “I badly wanted to win this match. I decided this was the year I’d win it all -” Tightening her hold around Carlos, Kate acknowledged, saying, “I know. I know - “ “Aahh!” Kate’s words were cut off after Carlos groaned in pain, his hand reaching for his ankle. Kate looked down, seeing the brace around his foot and his ankle. Then Carlos lay on his side, folding his leg against his chest. “Call the nurse, Kate. I need another pain reliever - Urrgggh!” *** “Mister Ronaldo, we met again. May I remind you that you had an ankle injury last year which you had not sought treatment for?” An orthopedic doctor named Bryan Kelly informed.

After several long, brutal seconds, she finally found her voice—a sound barely above a whisper. “...Complete?” Dr. Santos nodded once. "Yes, it's a full ACL rupture." He paused, adding the final blow. "There is also mild secondary damage to the meniscus." Outside in the quiet hallway, Audrae sat alone on one of the metal waiting chairs, swinging her left foot absentmindedly as her phone rested in her palm. She was smiling down at the screen, tapping out a reply to one of Aaron's group chat messages. AARON: Captain buhay ka pa ba? Libre ka namin kapag okay lang diagnosis mo HAHAHA.

The dead ends. “We were too late” Liam added quietly to her “She was already gone when we got there.” That landed heavy. Ma didn’t react. Just shifted her gaze. To Adriano. “You saw her last,” she said softly. “Tell me about her injuries.” He went still. Then—“It looked like her shoulder was dislocated,” he said hoarsely. I clenched my jaw, saw Liam tense as well. “Her back…I used a belt” His voice broke. “She had cuts and welts. There will be other injuries too, from the slaps, the impact on the wall, floor.”

What the hell was happening? I didn't see Iryna in person again for the rest of the week, although she continued to make regular appearances her in my dreams. On Wednesday I heard during coverage of the Open that Iryna had had successful arthroscopic knee surgery. Her ACL had not been torn, which would cut her recovery time, but she had needed significant debridement and cleaning in the knee.

The moment Paul picked Calista up into his arms, Kyros suddenly barged into the ward. He looked tense and pale as he stared at Jordan. "I heard you were injured, Jordan. Are you okay? Are you badly hurt?" Jordan handed him the X-ray images. "It's nothing. I accidentally hit my hand against the railing. It hurt quite a bit. I thought it might be a fracture. So, I came to the hospital to get it checked out. Ms. Everhart happened to also be injured. The Northwood Corporation can't get away for the time being. Since we're going to the same place, I brought her along."

"Enzo, I'm in the hospital right now. Crista got injured. Keep an eye on what's going on at the venue. I think there won't be any more problems as long as you work with Carla. As for me and Chica, make up an excuse and don't let the media know that she's injured." If those reporters found out about this, it would not only affect them, but also the company. "Understood, Mr. Ding. I'll take care of it." After hanging up the phone, Enzo went back to work. About half an hour later, Crista's wound had been treated, and she was sent out of the operating room. "Doctor, how is she?"

My fiance was running down shirtless while trying to buckle his belt and right behind him, a lady in his shirt was walking down the stairs too. Holy fuck. “Maria?” His eyes widened and my mouth formed an iron 'o'. Wow. “Who is this?” The woman behind him cooed, looking at me with confusion. A stupid slut who had never heard the name. “My name…” I murmured as I removed the engagement ring on my finger. “Is Maria Rodriguez, bitch and bastard!” I threw the ring to the floor and walked out. I was so stupid. How could I not have seen it before? Was I really that oblivious to how he had behaved? God, I was so stupid.

Den said so Rad and Jae just scratched their necks. "What are you talking about?" I asked curiously. I wonder what they are doing and saying. What is Den saying? Jae is just acting? For what and why? "Hey! You see? She was traumatized. Someone will be upset again!" Mae said. "Sofia .. ahmm." Kiwi stammered. Before she could say what, she was going to say, the door suddenly opened and we saw Kristine with a bandage on her hands, thighs and feet.