Raegan’s tears flowed freely as she realized the extent of his injuries. They were much worse than she had feared.
It made sense now why Mitchel had sat so straight on the helicopter.
Lying down seemed impossible for him.
Raegan couldn’t begin to understand how much pain he must have been in, trying to keep her spirits up with his jokes.
After getting a shot for the pain, Mitchel passed out.
The doctor, after examining an X-ray, announced, “He’s got twelve broken ribs. Our hospital isn’t equipped to handle this. He needs to be transferred to a larger facility immediately.”
Twelve ribs of Mitchel’s were broken. But one man only had twenty-four ribs in total.
Raegan couldn’t fathom the agony Mitchel must be in, her heart nearly breaking with the thought.
She accompanied Mitchel to the ambulance, her eyes filled with tears.
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If Mitchel hadn’t acted to save her, he wouldn’t have gotten hurt so badly. The rock would have struck her if he hadn’t shielded her.
Surviving a fall into the deep pond below would have been doubtful after such a hit. No wonder it took Mitchel so long to resurface from the bottom of the lake.
Raegan shuddered at the thought of the sheer willpower it must have taken him to swim up and then, despite his pain, carry her to safety.
Upon reflecting, Raegan realized his position was slightly awkward, indicating the extent of his pain.
After forty minutes, Mitchel was transferred to a more advanced hospital.
Matteo hurried over from Ardlens upon learning Mitchel’s injuries.
Inside the hospital room, Mitchel lay unconscious and pale, his hand hooked to an IV drip.
Observing Mitchel’s condition, Matteo was uneasy. Mitchel had not yet recovered from previous injuries, and now he had new ones. Only Iron Man could take such torment.
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Raegan was confused about the doctor’s remarks concerning Mitchel’s condition. Mitchel was gravely hurt, yet the doctor was particularly worried about his poor blood clotting. Mitchel was known for his robust health, seldom falling ill. What could have caused such a drastic decline in his health?
Raegan approached Matteo, who was on his way out. “Matteo, the doctor said Mitchel’s blood isn’t clotting properly. Do you have any idea why?”
At this, Matteo’s face fell. Mitchel had been scheduled to have blood tests with a specialist overseas, but those plans were now off the table.
Matteo had never encountered such a medical issue before. He pondered whether the syringe had struck in Mitchel was starting to cause complications. However, he couldn’t disclose this to Raegan since Mitchel had disapproved.
Nonetheless, Matteo didn’t want Mitchel’s efforts to go unnoticed. He paused and then said to Raegan, “Miss Foster, Mr. Dixon had assigned me to look into those targeting you. We think the Maxwell family may be involved. In pursuit of this, Mr. Dixon had traveled to Aurora, tirelessly seeking contacts but to no avail.
Mr. Dixon had been pushing himself hard, sleeping less than twenty hours over several days. This extreme lack of rest was bound to take a toll on his health.”
Raegan’s heart skipped a beat, realizing she had been too caught up in her charity work to notice Mitchel’s condition.