Zuko Sick Novels & Stories

I ask as if it's just a question, yet I'm eager to find out if there's more and if Damon would tell me what's troubling him. His gaze settles on the window, and that's when I know I won't like a word of what he's about to say. "Well, they think there's something wrong with him that might be preventing his body from healing faster. They'll run some more tests, but don't blow up just yet; the doctor said it's nothing serious or life-threatening." Contrary to the reaction I expected from myself, which was to freak out, I remember the most important detail about Zeno and jump to my feet. "Oh, shit!"

It was not until dawn that they finished all kinds of tests. But to their disappointment, Kathryn's blood was perfectly normal, and neither the zombie virus nor the antibodies they were looking for were found. Zhuo Bufan sighed and said, "It seems that we can only watch Qin Haodong go back to receive the rewards, and we will all be punished." The others also looked very gloomy. Zhuo Bufan's specific medicine had made Zhang Dazhuang even sicker. He entered the second stage and was finally terminally ill. After the report was made, he would definitely be held accountable.

Foreigner Number After Sean's recovery, Grandpa Zoku is sick. He fell when he just finished receiving a call from an unknown number and is now unconscious in the hospital. The news from Ben made everyone sad again, more precisely, worried about Elder Zoku. Rain was forced to stay at home again, even though Sean had only briefly met his sister. The five of them went again to the hospital. "Master is in the ICU room, the doctor only allows one person to enter," said Ben, who was waiting for their arrival.

It would take all of thirty seconds for the world to see how incapable Brian was, and once I was cured of my illness, I could no longer be framed as the weak Alpha unfit for his role. The thought struck me then like a bolt of lightning: did they know the curse was what was making me sick? They had to, right? I suppressed a shudder at the very notion. To think that someone could be so evil that they would knowingly let a rival wither and die for their own gain… It was so sick, so far removed from the moral code I had been raised to uphold, that I couldn’t fathom it. Just then, I noticed someone in a medic’s uniform pushing through the crowd.

"Meh, he isn't that bad, but he is shallow, and I can't have that, can I? Not if I'm going to look like Zuko from Avatar The Last Airbender." I snort. "Come on, everyone knows Zuko is the hottest one." "Is that a bad joke about burns?" I grimace, realizing that Zuko also has a scarred face because he was burnt by his dad. "Sorry... I didn't mean it like that." Real smooth, Andrew. She probably thinks you're an asshole now... "No offense taken," Caroline says without sounding hurt and places one leg over the other. Beautiful, confident girl. She is lounging in her sunbed right now, and if we were still together, I would sit behind her. Stroke her hair, kiss her neck, and look at the glitterin

"That day you found us." "Before that?" I pressed my lips together, not looking him in the eye when his gaze turned accusatory. "You mean to tell me you haven't turned in months before that?!" I flinched, "um, more like a few years-" "Years?!" I lifted my hands up in surrender, " it wasn't intentional. My Lycan became dormant-" "Of course it did! And now that it has gotten a little freedom, it's trying to claw its way out every chance it can get." He huffed. "No wonder your wounds are healing so slowly."

Chapter 93(True nature) Hazel's Point Of View: “He is extremely ill and his condition is critical, Luna. All I need you to do is calm down, be strong for him and the pack,” The doctor informed. "What do you mean by he's sick. Sick?! He's way too energetic for someone sick. I'm not so sure your diagnosis is right. You can try doing it again, maybe you rushed it. Damian isn't ill.”. She shook her head, "He is terribly ill, Luna. He collapsed due to the illness. You can tell from his lips that he's ill,".

The Driver let out a deep sigh, and his facial expression suddenly turned gloomy. "Let's just leave him alone for now, Ma'am. He'll return to normal. His phobia of camera lights was just triggered." He replied gloomily. A phobia of camera lights? Is that even a thing? Zac seems to have a lot of health issues. He appears to be a man of power and wealth like he has everything. But it turns out he's sickly! No, stop joking. Let's be serious, brain shut up! "Isn't there any medicine for Zac? Something we can give him to drink or... what should we do?" I asked frantically, feeling like I might have a panic attack myself.

He took my hand holding it in his as he kissed it repeatedly. ‘And Zelda, what about her?’ the worry thick in his voice, his grip tightening on my hand, and he brought it to his lips once more, my eye lids fluttered. Why was I so tired? ‘She’s fine Zac, it’s a combination of things really, she’s pregnant, not in her siren form and the imprinting just took it out of her,’ she said calmly. Zac said something but their voices were to muffled for me to make out what they said.

His white teeth suited his brown skin. "I'm Zanc!" he managed to say. "I was not really a fire starter, but my chemical level to start a fire is high. I'm Flammable!" he chuckled and walked back to chat with the punk boy. Wait… what kind of power was that? Elemental breakdowns? High ammonia? What type of disease does Zanc have? It was actually strange for Lucas to meet some people that we're also able to start some fire just like him. "Then? Who are you? Answer us!" the boy with the black leather jacket shouted at Lucas, much to his shock. He was so edgy and hot-tempered. He hasn't even ceased his narrow vision until now.