Dog Burst Blood Vessel In Eye 소설 & 이야기

As he applied a tourniquet she passed out in shock. He searched for water to pour over a human child whose eyes had been caked shut by the dust and heat, only to discover that the eyeballs had ruptured, and what had glued the eyelashes shut was the child’s own flesh. His blood saved the child’s life but would not restore her sight.

Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight... "Stop." I'm dizzy. For a few seconds, I can't see anything, and my face is throbbing so hard I must have burst a vein. The ground in front of me appears in two's, and even though the big man's hand didn't hit my eyes, I'm convinced I have popped a blood vessel in my eyes. I can't even cry, or scream. I'm just silent. Silently watching the drops of blood that pool in front of me. I'm not sure if it's from my nose or my busted lip, but it hurts.

“Rueben?” Lazy, heavy lidded eyes met mine. My heart squeezed. “Does it still hurt badly?” He made a lazy, soft sound in the back of his throat as he nodded. Fuck. He looked like a mess!!! Any more of this and… and he might actually die!!! His right eye was ballooned shut, colored purple, black and a bit yellow but was healing, there was a big, jagged cut across his cheek and his upper lip had a big blood clot that had dried there….

The swollen eye was not the worst—the worst was lower, in the abdomen, where the skin was tight and hot and wrong. Luan's fingers found the bleeder before her eyes could. A rupture in the spleen. The dark flood pooling where it shouldn't be. She clamped down. Pressure. Hold. "Suction," she said. "Red handle. Behind you." The man was there. He didn't ask questions. He handed her the wand with hands that had stopped shaking. She forgot him after that. The world narrowed to the space between her palms and the failing heart beneath them. The dog's blood was warm and slick, and Luan's own heart was doing something strange—beating faster, harder, as if it recognized something in the animal's strug

Its stomach was slightly bulged. Uno’s eyes, nose, and mouth bled and the room started to reek of blood.

We could only show them live and care the best way we could because they will always hear the crash and crackles from the burning houses and others around us. "It was after a little while that I noticed the sting in my cheek." Harold continued. "So I gently stood up from the floor that I laid flat on. I checked my face with my phone's face camera there I saw a large glass sticking out from my eyebrow." Harold touched his eyebrow that was still dripping blood. His left face was covered with dried blood. One little moved down and get would be left with one eyes and not just a large gash from plucking out that piece of glass.

Delaltrik tried to get out of the car after flames appeared from the hood. This man tried to stand up even though his head was bleeding from being hit by the steering wheel. I don't know how hard it was, but the blood was so heavy that it came down his cheek. His bloodied left eye was closed. Even if he forced it open, his vision was obscured by the thick blood.

I closed my eyes for a second and tried not to think about anything. I heard a loud crash and opened my eyes. Pieces of glass were flying around in the car. I looked at the driver and his head was on the wheel. I was still seated behind the passenger's seat but my head hurt a lot. Placing my left hand by the left side of my head and bringing my hand to my eyes I saw a liquid substance, is that blood? I asked myself. It was my blood, I tried taking in my surroundings and trying to understand what just happened. The door opened and someone dragged me out of the car.

At the same time, his claws almost reached me but I took a tumble on the ground, moving to the other side, clearly avoiding any touch with him. He also flipped his body straight to me, but I dodged his attack once again by flipping my body immediately without stopping after my first tumble. He fell to the ground on his face, hissing in pain in the end. He immediately looked up and snarled. I noticed blood filling his eyes completely. At any time, he would start crying blood. All his veins were dangerously bulged to the extent that they would burst at any time.

He just stared at me with his eyes. "We are using them. We tried five lines. His system is in shock. His blood isn't clotting fast because of the trauma. We're losing him. There's another problem." He paused, taking a breath. "The pup." My grip on his gown tightened. My knuckles turned white. "What about the pup?"