Novel & Cerita Blood Veins And Bandages

My vision flickered and spots of black clouded my sight, but I did not know why. It could not be grief, could it? That would be too humiliating. 'Lana Branch, you really misjudged him, didn't you?'

Their family was on the brink of bankruptcy. Meanwhile, Chase's mini-empire was also crumbling due to his feud with our family. Lucille still brought him back to the Gervais family. When her father saw him, I heard he immediately shot him in the chest. His injury was way worse this time. Due to overwhelming grief, Lucille lost a lot of blood during childbirth, and her baby didn't survive. In the aftermath of such sorrow, the Gervais family took their anger out on Chase. I heard he was taken back to the Gervais family and severely beaten. In the end, he succumbed to his fatal injuries.

Inside, I set her down on the silk sheets that smelt heavily of lavender, and I moved to the small first-aid box I’d come along with, as an after-thought, now silently grateful I’d picked it up. None of us said a word for a few moments, and as I picked out a bandage and walked over to where I’d set her down, taking her ankle in my hands, the silence remained. Finally, she cleared her throat as I started to wrap the bandage around the swelling. “Now you’ve taken me away from the hunting ground, what do we do?” She demanded, a slight annoyance in her tone. “I was just starting to enjoy the thrill of quietly waiting for the—“

He rubbed the heat deep into my aching muscles, his large palms working away the stiff tension until the blinding pain finally started to melt away into a comfortable numbness. Once he was fully done with the water treatment, he carefully lifted me out of the deep tub. He reached onto the silver medical tray and took something like a clean, thick bandage and a soft piece of protective cloth. Moving with highly skilled, steady fingers, he wrapped the white fabric tightly around the deep wounds on my legs, pulling the cloth secure before wrapping it a double time around my calves to make absolutely sure the dressings wouldn't slip.

The gel seeped into her body and immediately created pseudo-scabs and stopped most of her bleeding - at least on the outside. She was still incredibly weak from the massive amounts of blood she had lost, and was still losing internally. Worse, her breathing became short and fast, as though she was suffocating. Alarmed by the sudden change, the medic quickly slipped a thick metallic band around Doleth’s upper arm, and strapped it down manually. He pulled up a small datapad from his kit and connected to the Infusion Band. He located one of Doleth’s veins, then set an injection point on his screen. Doleth groaned in pain lightly when the armband inserted its needle into her arm.

Well that was embarrassing he noticed her uncomfortable blush. “Sorry, you aren’t really wearing much. Plus you keep staring at me as I work.” She stretched the liquid bandage over his thigh. It immediately adhered and she could see that his healing was starting again. That was good. The bandage would stay in place and dissolve around the wound as it healed. It would act like a second skin.

"I'll be back." He left with my blade and returned with cloths and a bucket of water. He sat on the floor beside me. He took my arms and dipped them in the lukewarm water. "Does it hurt?" I was too busy drowning in my thoughts to be able to think of an answer. He used his hand to pour water on my arm to rinse of the blood. He grabbed a cloth and wrapped it around my arm and did the same for the other. "This will do to help with the bleeding while I go to get some bandages and disinfectant from a pharmacy."

I had no time for this. I dropped to the ground and tore off my shirt. The fabric was already shredded from the branches, but I ripped it into strips as fast as my shaking hands would allow. I wrapped one strip tightly around my leg just above the knee, pulling it as tight as I could stand. The pressure was agonizing. The purple veins continued to spread below the tourniquet, but above it, the skin remained clear. That would have to be enough. I bound a second strip around the wound itself, pressing hard to slow the bleeding. The venom burned against the fabric, but I ignored it. I could feel the poison working its way through my system, making my head light and my stomach turn. My vision bl

Jenny wasted no time searching for something to staunch Steve's bleeding. Though the injury was not as severe as it could have been, he had already lost a considerable amount of blood. She emerged from the floorboard with a pair of thick women's underwear and decided not to question their presence. Gathering a first aid kit from under the seat, she soaked the makeshift bandage in antiseptic before wrapping it tightly around Steve's wound.

I saw my leg; the blood was flowing and was covering my leg slowly. Have I become so numb to blood that I am not freaking out seeing so much of my own blood on my own leg? “You wanna dress it?” “O-Otherwise I think there will be e-excess blood l-loss… so yeah” I replied with difficulty because of the pain. He smirked and then brought some bandages and anti-septic. I dressed the wound and then fell asleep on the couch itself.