Kids from One Alpha

Chapter 67: Emergency Rescue

They were very far from the hospital and the rest of the pack. As Carson back the truck up, Serena hopped out. “Nobody touch him!” she shouted, holding her arms up to keep the others back. She dropped down on her knees by Logan, grabbing the small light from her pocket. She pulled back his eyelids, flashing the light in them to test his responsiveness. She took his pulse and then listened to his heart. “How far did you carry him?” she asked. They were out in the open now, but there was plenty of woods nearby. Carrying a severely wounded wolf with broken bones and open wounds through the woods was a recipe for disaster. The terrain alone could cause more damage without the proper support on the body, not to mention exposure to so many contaminants.

If Logan’s wounds didn’t kill him, he could get serious infections from bacteria, viruses, and even fungal infections out in the woods!

“Through those trees,” one of the patrol wolves said, pointing in a direction. “Yes, but how far?” Serena asked checking the wounds on his neck that were still pumping blood out. He hadn’t bled out completely, but Logan was in dangerous shape. “About a mile or so,” was her answer. Serena groaned and rolled her eyes. Carson parked the truck as close as he could without running over them. Serena had her hands on Logan’s abdomen, feeling around in the bruised areas. He had three broken ribs. His breathing was so light and even though.

Her test on his pupils revealed that he was unconscious. He’d lost a lot of blood! So much that he wasn’t even feeling the pain from his broken bones.

“Carson, get the gurney down here,” Serena ordered. The Beta obeyed without command. She looked at the rest of the patrol wolves. “The rest of you, get spare scrubs out of the truck, clothe yourselves, and run back to the hospital to tell Adriana that we are on our way,” she said. “Shouldn’t we stay and help?” one asked her. Serena shook her head.

“The fewer of you there are, the better this will go,” she said bluntly. The patrol wolves scattered, clothing themselves and taking off towards the hospital.

Serena quickly released the legs, dropping the gurney down to ground level. “Get the back board, we can’t move him until he has full body support,” she

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on his face overpowering. Serena’swallowed. “It’s worse,” she said. “Get the back board!” Carson nodded. He returned to the truck while Serena continued to check Logan over. He was

“Slowly, one inch at a time, don’t lift more than you have to.” Carson nodded,

medical truck and take you to the hospital. Adriana has the whole team waiting, and I will look after you on the way.” He didn’t respond with anything more than a wince. “Let’s get him back in the truck,” Serena said. She pulled the gurney back up into its tallest position. The wheels weren’t that easy to push across grass, sticks, and leaves, but she and Carson got it to the medical truck. The gurney was designed to be easy to load, unload, and collapse without hurting the patient. She and Carson got it loaded, and then she

monitor his blood pressure, heart rate, and blood oxygen level. “Yea, it is,” Carson said. Serena nodded at him and he shut the doors. She looked at Logan, her focus

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wounds that had torn through his

the hospital. In the meantime, she cleaned the wounds. There wasn’t a lot of blood coming out of them anymore, despite it being an arterial bleed. That meant his blood pressure was dangerously low, reflected by the monitor. His blood oxygen was low too. With one hand, Serena wiped off the wounds on his neck. With the other, she secured an oxygen mask on his face and turned on the tank. It would help with his blood circulation, assuming he

they were clean. She applied pressure to both sides of his throat, adding more cotton when they bled through. With the proper application of material and pressure, the bleeding slowed considerably. She kept the packing in place and taped it

the cabinets, cracking them against the edge of the gurney, and placing them around Logan’s head, shoulders, and arms. She pressed them right to his skin everywhere she could. Although she knew he would need throat surgery, Serena wanted to make sure he wouldn’t start bleeding again. She took the

the bruises that covered his chest and abdomen. “How is it going back there?” Carson asked. “I’ve