Heartstrings on Fire (Agnes and Jared) novel Chapter 920

The volunteer said, “You can’t take any more painkillers, you know the side effects can be serious, irreversible even. Just hold on a little longer, medical help is on its way and soon you’ll be airlifted to the nearest city hospital for surgery. I hope to God your hand can still be saved.”

Ryder didn’t say a word, just furrowed his brow a little deeper.

But the volunteer couldn’t hide his regret as he added, “Though, after all this delay, even with surgery, I’m afraid you might never perform surgery again.”

At that, Agnes felt like she’d been struck by lightning. She called out from the doorway, her voice frail, “Ryder…”

Inside, Ryder and the volunteer named Isaac both turned to look.

Ryder quickly tried to stand, but the movement seemed to rip through his wound, and he winced, sinking back down in pain.

Agnes stepped inside, “Ryder, your hand…”

Instead of showing pain, Ryder tilted his face up, his brow smoothing as he forced a reassuring smile, “It’s okay, Agnes, really, I’m alright.”

Agnes looked at Ryder’s arm, her hand flew to her mouth, and she couldn’t help but burst into tears.

Ryder’s arm was almost black with bruising.

His once deft hands were marred with wounds and streaks of blood.

There was hardly an inch of skin left untouched.

Agnes knew he had moved the rubble with his bare hands.

His fractured hand was nearly too gruesome to look at, a sight that turned the stomach.

She didn’t dare touch it, only covered her mouth and wept.