Blood Draw Hit Nerve Novels & Stories

She glanced up as we entered and offered a brief smile. “Blood draw and urine sample,” she said simply, her voice professional and detached. “Please take a seat.” I swallowed hard as I sat down in the chair, my palms beginning to sweat. The potion Alison had given me earlier was still coursing through my system, making my nerves even more frayed. Alison gave me a reassuring pat on the back before sitting down next to me. The nurse moved with clinical efficiency, tying the tourniquet around my arm and preparing the needle. My heart hammered in my chest as I looked away, trying to distract myself by focusing on the ceiling.

She briefly smiled and did as told. "A needle is inserted into the vein and a small amount of blood is removed." Darla said. "You may feel a prick or stinging sensation." I said as I started drawing her blood. She slowly twitched but I had to continue. I collected 3 tubes of blood. The tourniquet is removed and the needle is withdrawn. I put pressure to the area where the needle was inserted until bleeding stopped. I put a small bandage on the area. I smiled to Nina again and I caressed her hand.

Whose figure was overlapping with Melody’s back? Fatigue came like a tide; in a daze, Christopher could no longer hold on. Before he could find the answer, he had already fallen into a deep sleep. — Time passed. Melody was nervous throughout the whole process, but she made no mistakes. She was so focused, she didn’t notice that her back was drenched with sweat. The part the wooden strip had penetrated happened to pass through the femoral artery. A tiny mistake could cause uncontrollable bleeding. The patient, who was already in a coma, might die.

"Help...ahem, ahem... help..." The doctors and nurses rushed in the ward in time, followed by Nick. Callan became more agitated when he saw so many people. It seemed that he didn't know anyone. When he saw them, he wanted to hit them. While he was struggling, the needle got out of his hand, and his blood spilled out. "Master Handerson!" Nick was shocked. "Hurry up. Go and hold him down. This is the side effect of the medicine! Head nurse, the vein channel is broken and needs to be established again!"

I had treated countless patients before, but my hands had never trembled like this. I knelt beside her and pulled the blanket gently aside. The moment I touched her leg, I knew the situation. The qi and blood in the meridian were blocked; the tissue beneath felt so heavy and cold. The puncture wound left by the previous doctor was slightly swollen and beginning to bruise. My jaw clenched. He had gone too deep, hit the wrong point entirely. The energy that should have flowed through the nerve had collapsed inward instead, strangling the channel. “You’re trembling,” I whispered to her without thinking. “Breathe for me, little one.”

A single, tiny bead of dark red blood welled up where the metal touched him. "One twitch," I whispered, leaning down until my breath stirred his hair. "One muscle movement, and I slide this four centimeters to the left. You’ll bleed out on your white carpet in less than forty seconds. Not even your expensive medical team can stitch a severed carotid that fast."

He asked softly, "Does it hurt?" The nurse who was drawing blood next to her couldn't help but feel paranoid. She wanted to say, drawing blood doesn't hurt at all! Even a five-year-old can smile! Erwin Wilson shook his head. He wasn't a child either. Just when he saw the injection pierce his body, he instinctively frowned.

I especially loved to drink from this spot because it housed the internal jugular vein which brought fresh, sweet blood from the brain. Drinking from this particular spot was risky, if I became too fixated in my own pleasure, I could easily kill her by obstructing the blood flow through the internal jugular vein which would cause a backflow of blood into the brain, increasing intracranial pressure which summarily leads to brain damage and death within a few minutes but the thought of putting her life in danger by drinking from this spot while she moaned in pleasure, oblivious of my intentions brought me a certain type of excitement I found difficult to explain.

At the moment, there was indeed not enough staff in the hospital. The nurse was so scared of Hansen's aura that her hands were trembling. She was unable to pierce through the needle. After trying for a few times, she finally got the needle in. However, after a while, the back of Jerry's hand had swelled up. It must have been that the IV drip had not seeped into the blood vessels instead it had seeped into his skin. In the end, Jerry cried out in pain and Jenna's heart ached so much that she burst into tears.

“The bullet has been removed from his body successfully but we need to watch him more closely. There was an uncontrolled blood loss and hemorrhage during the surgery and this is life-threatening at the moment.” “W… what is he saying?” Elena stuttered. “For now, we can only hope that it won’t lead to permanent nerve damage which could lead to paralysis, or Cardiovascular complications which could lead to… heart failure…”