Stabbing Pain Under Left Shoulder Blade And Chest の小説・ストーリー

“God—” My hand flew to my temple, fingers pressing hard like I could hold my head together, like it wasn’t about to split open. The movement tugged at something else, and a sharp, tearing ache ripped through my shoulder. “Holy shit!“ I cussed under my breath, gripping my shoulder. The ache slowly spread from my shoulder down my arm in a hot, throbbing wave, stealing the strength from my fingers. My arm sagged uselessly at my side, heavy and wrong.

On my body was a black shirt combined with a green waistcoat and khaki pants along with a pair of black boots with wedges. I don't know where I am right now, but all the tall trees around me look like a forest. "Ugh." I felt pain all over my body, especially in my right shoulder. My heart skipped a beat when I saw a sharp, milky white object nestled under my right shoulder like a fishing hook in a fish's mouth. "Hah-, haha." I laughed ironically. In this situation, I was clearly dying. I couldn't stop the bleeding from my right shoulder. I also couldn't just let go of the sharp object. It is definitely going to hurt more, and I am not a surgeon.

Blake’s POV: The first thing I felt was pain. Sharp and burning, spreading from my chest to my ribs like fire. My breath came out rough as someone’s boot pressed into my thorax again. I groaned but didn’t raise my hand. Liam was holding me from behind, his arms tight around my shoulders, trying to pull me back, trying to shield me even though he was shaking himself. “Blake, stop it,” he shouted. “Stop provoking him.” Blood was warm at the corner of my lips. I tasted iron when I breathed. My right side hurt badly. I knew one of my ribs was not happy.

The pain was physical: a sharp, burning sensation radiating from my chest outward, stealing the air from my lungs. I pressed my hand against my heart as if I could somehow hold the broken pieces together.

I grabbed my phone again. This time, Dr. Chen answered my call after several rings. "Enzo, you okay? I just got out of the lab. Sorry." "I think I need a pulse oximeter, Doc." "The chest pain and shortness of breath only got worse?" "Yeah," I choked out amid a loud cough. My entire chest, back, and abdominal area would ache every single time I let out a cough. My head throbbed, and my throat felt like I swallowed a bunch of blades.

My shoulders tense, my focus narrowing as I search for something, anything, that explains it. There is nothing. And that is what makes it worse. Because my wolf does not react like this without reason. Something is off. Something I cannot see. Then pain slices through my side. Sharp. Sudden. It knocks the breath out of me for a second, my body reacting instantly as my hand flies to the spot. There is nothing there. No wound. No blood. Just skin. But the pain lingers, deep and real, like something just tore through me. A phantom pain.

He got out of that shitty situation. He glanced around again. A few cars sped by. Not one driver paused to take a look at him. Maybe they all thought he was just a regular jogger in the area. He looked ahead and kept up his brisk steps. He could taste his own blood from his cut lip, and he could smell his own sweat, but he wasn't coughing up blood yet. Good sign. The consistent, annoying pain in his lower chest area whenever he breathed in was a symptom of something serious, though. The slight swelling and tenderness around his lower ribs, coupled with a little pinkish bruising on his abdomen, were also telltale signs.

They've been nailing our men to the ground with these fucking silver rods. We can't move once this is through us. Especially when it's through our torso. If it would have been through a fleshy part of my leg or arm, I might have been able to tear it out. But unfortunately, this is through my shoulder, just under my collarbone. I literally can't move. The pain is excruciating, the silver burns so bad. It feels like it's seeping into my veins. But I know that it's impossible, it's too soon... At least I think so.

Something in my chest tightened with something that wasn't fear. Then the pain hit. Sharp. Low. On the left side of my abdomen, deep enough that it pulled my breath out of me in a sound I didn't intend to make. Petra's eyes moved to me immediately. "Where?" "Left side," I said. "Low." "Scale." "Seven." I pressed my hand flat against my stomach. "It's not cramping. It's sharp. Like a…." Another one hit before I finished the sentence and I bit down on the sound this time and kept my voice even. "Like a spike."

Chapter 99 Severe pains MYSTIC SHADOWS FORTRESS Jovy groaned in pain as she tried to stand up from the bed while trying to lift her shoulder. A sharp string of pain struck her shoulder blade and it almost made her fall back into the bed. For a week, she has been experiencing constant shoulder pains but however it practically relieves her in few seconds after the pain effect.