Ano Ang Gamot Sa Beke Novels & Stories

Nicole took her Beacon out after seeing how profuse Samuel's bleeding was. Then, she wrapped it around his arm, "The bleeding will stop soon. It has the same ingredient as a tetanus shot. Don't worry." The eyes of the school doctor lit up as soon as he saw the device. "Is that a Beacon? This is something that we can't even buy now. How did you get it?" Nicole ignored him and swept her glance across the room, spotting the medical equipment needed to stitch Samuel up, whereupon she said to the school doctor, "I'm going to stitch him up. Would you mind waiting outside?"

“Alright. I get it. Fine, but please hurry. It’ll take a while to get out to the farm.” “I’m ready now.” Rob followed Becky out of the room. He sent off a text to Jon, so he knew where to find them. It didn’t take them long to get to the truck, and everything appeared fine. “Do you need anything from the clinic before we go?” “Yes, I need to get the medication I might need. I never leave that in the truck. There’s a bag in the medical cooler. I’ll just be a moment.” Becky took off at a run for the clinic, but Rob’s much longer legs allowed him to keep up with her.

Hell, he wasn’t in the mood for anything… especially with what had happened. But there was one thing that was bothering him. ‘Nosebleed… Comatose… All of that wasn’t in the list of the side effects I fixed when we were formulating the drug,’ Beckett thought, recalling how they had adjusted the medicine. Beckett was one hundred percent confident that there was nothing wrong with the medicine. He had asked many people inside Agrianthropos who were also chemists just to be sure. He wanted to minimize the risk, like Vivianne had suggested he should do.

In as much as I hate to admit it but Kaiser was partially right. Each time I leave the castle without his permission, something must happen. “Don’t worry, Becca, I won’t die!” I replied, forcing a smile. “Ok if you don’t want to go with me, then take these last drugs,” I heard her said as she started unwrapping the sack on the table. “Another medicine?” I frowned. I don’t like drugs, and I’ve never liked it, it’s just all bitter and tiring to me. “Yes it will help a lot” Becca said, pulling out the tablets.

I mutter under my breath. "It is a benzodiazepine-related sleeping pill. Also called Dialer. Normally it's used for treating anxiety and such, but like all drugs when administered wrongly, is dire to the health" Dr. Philip said and I stare at Becca. She woke up after a long time of being out but now she's just asleep. Thankfully, she's alright and so is the baby. I swear I panicked when she refused to wake up after some minutes. "She'll be ok right?"

John cupped her face in his hands, holding her steady. “Better?” he asked, not caring that a small crowd had gathered around them. Rebecca nodded silently, obviously still not feeling well. John glared at William as he barked an order to Sam, “Get a staff to send Becca to the ER. Mr Silverman and I have some talking to do.” He looked back at Rebecca and pressed the Flixotide inhaler into her hands. “You’ll need this orange baby as well.” He helped her up, slipped her fallen bag over her shoulders, and flicked her damp forehead out of habit.

And she would never leave this god's forgotten place. We reach the main crossroad and as always, I turn left and Keenan goes right. He gives me a soft smile and ruffles my hair playfully, then heads to the butcher to sell the deer's antlers and skin to get some money. I, on the other hand, go straight home.

I nodded, knowing it was necessary but still not something I was going to enjoy. Bessie turned away as I pulled my night dress down so my whole top half was exposed. I quickly went to the bed and laid down on my front. “I’m ready” I said quietly. I heard Bessie move towards me and before long I saw her by my side. Along with the food she had brought a flask of hot water. She decanted some into the wash basin in my room and used the cloth to gently dab my wounds. I hissed in agony. “I promise that once this cleaning is over and the ointment is applied it will begin to feel less painful. That woman needs a lashing of her own for what she’s done to you”. I stayed quiet, putting all my attention

He stared at Sheryl with a frigid gaze. Sheryl scoffed on the inside. She pulled out a few packets of pills from her bag and placed them before Jasper. "This is a medication that I've prescribed for you, Mr. Jasper. It's meant to treat your current symptoms specifically. You may try taking it for a while. If it's not effective, you can just stop taking it." Jasper had just picked up the pills when Xavier walked over with coffee. He stared at Sheryl coldly. "Mr. Beckett almost lost his life because he consumed medications from an unknown source. Did you think that he would just take these funny substances that you've just whipped out out of nowhere?"