Kirstin Maldonado Injury 소설 & 이야기

Right now, all that mattered was finding out what had happened to Matilda—and if it could lead them to Kayla. ************* A few minutes later, Damien stood outside the medical room, pacing as he waited for news from the doctor. His hands clenched and unclenched at his sides, the tension in his body barely containable. He hated this—waiting, feeling powerless. Every second felt like an eternity. Finally, the door opened, and the doctor emerged, her face solemn. "She’s stable for now, Alpha Damien," she said softly, "but she’s in shock. Whatever happened to her was traumatic. It’ll take time for her to recover—physically and mentally."

Finally after hours of waiting, the light at the surgical door was turned off signifying the end of the surgery. Kirsten stood up and approached the door, another minute passed and the doctor went out. “He is out of danger. But he needs physiotherapy to be able to walk again.” Kirsten’s knees weakened and almost fell but James pulled her in his embrace. It was already midnight by the time Kirsten went home. She was readying herself what to tell Matthew but he wasn’t there when she entered their bedroom. Thinking that he was in his study, Kirsten had a shower to remove the dirt of the day from her body.

Huracio “Your wife lost a lot of blood, but everything is fine. The bullet didn't hit any major vein, but she will need some physiotherapy due to nerve damage.” “Nerve damage?” I frowned in worry as the doctor gave me an update after the surgery. Katalina was still unconscious and Emilia was with her. “Yes. It's not a major problem, but to prevent limping and weak knees, physiotherapy is highly recommended.” “For how long?”

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.

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.

ADRIAN We had arrived at the house that night and I asked the doctor to come take a look at Kaya. I didn't know why she didn't heal. Normally, if she had an injury, her body healed by itself. But it didn't, this time around. Maybe it was because of the severity of the injury. The doctor attended to her when she was already knocked out. She was soundly asleep so I left her to rest and went to check on Milo . He wasn't sleeping and I wasn't surprised. How could he sleep after something like that?

They fly back to Cartagena with Konstantin in silver chains in the cargo hold. “One down,” Kade says on the plane. “Three to go.” “How’s the team?” Jamie asks. She’s holding a cloth against the wound in her side. Dragon bone cut. Burns constantly. “Two injured. Nothing critical.” Kade glances at her side. “That needs proper treatment.” “It needs Meredith.” “Meredith is in Canada with the twins.” “Then it needs time.” Jamie removes the cloth and checks the wound. Deep but not fatal. “I’ve had worse.”

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.”

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?"