Hit A Nerve When Drawing Blood Novels & Stories

" She has to be fine ...... I can't loose her like this...." " Okay sir we are trying our best but please you have to relax a bit for now. We are drawing your blood if you won't stay calm it will be difficult for us " a nurse said very politely to Siddarth. He was laying on a recliner donating his blood for Nivi since she lost lots of blood when Rudra slit her wrist nerves. Siddarth agreed to her still getting so nervous. She asked him to squeeze his palms and realised his hands from which the needle and tube was connected.

" Mindy also got such a fright that she cowered in her wheelchair and glanced nervously at Dr. Bean. Dr. Bean gritted his teeth and stepped forward. "Ms. Sampson, this hospital is equipped with the most advanced medical equipment, and the test results are absolute. We don't need any outside interference at this point." "Do we not need it? Or do you just not dare to do it?" Phil scoffed coldly as he brought out a full set of blood-testing equipment from his portable sampling kit. "We brought a portable blood analyzer with us. We'll only need two drops of blood from the patient, and the results will be available in five minutes.

“Let’s get this out.” Don flinched as I clamped the jaws of the pliers around the nail’s head, just above the torn skin and bruised flesh. His body went rigid, muscles tightening like a spring. I could see the pain flickering behind his eyes, but he refused to scream. Instead, he clenched his jaw, a silent testament to his stubbornness.

Ray rolled up his sleeve. The girl tied on a tourniquet, but the moment her hands brushed against his explosive muscles, her expression turned starry-eyed. She even reached out and touched them once. Only after Ray glanced at her did she snap back to reality, flushed with embarrassment so intense it was almost social death. She immediately lowered her head and focused entirely on drawing blood, not daring to look at him again. Once the sample was taken, she carried the blood away for testing. The needles used for extraction were specially made; otherwise, it would be impossible to pierce an ability user's skin.

She obliges and opens it. Lily took a deep breath as the nurse prepared her for the blood draw. She extended her arm, and she skillfully inserted a needle into her vein. The process was quick, though Lily’s nerves made it feel longer. The nurse collected the blood into sterile vials, ensuring that it would be properly handled for analysis. After about twenty minutes of sitting out there, alone, bored and doing nothing, the technician from before comes out and smiles positively at her. "Please come with me."

“Right away, sir!” After getting the nurse to bring him what he needed, he poked the needle into Fred’s vein to collect blood for analysis. Fred felt a sting as he watched the doctor draw his blood. However, the pain was nothing compared to the humiliation he felt. He rarely got sick and only received injections a few times. Yet, he had to have his blood drawn for what Lily did to him.

Unlike Darren, I’ve yet to start peeling her out of the coat I put her in. “I’m sorry Terrance. I know hearing your brother cry like that has made this frightening but it’s necessary. Just like I explained to Waylen, I need to draw your blood to see what’s going on inside your body. It will feel like a big pinch when I put the needle in but once it’s in it won’t bother you anymore. I promise I’m gentle. I’m not going to make it any worse than what it is and once I’m done getting blood I will change it so you can get medication through it.” “I get two?” His fear reminds me of my own.

They charted her vitals and the nurse walked away momentarily. “Do you mind if I draw your blood myself?” Dr. Parks asked and she frowned at him. “Most people don’t like doctors to draw their blood because we don’t do it as often as nurses. I like to keep my skills up to par and do it once a day. One never knows when it will come to use.” “Carry on,” Pandora urged, feeling at ease with him. When he stuck the needle into her, she turned her head to the nurse. The woman was definitely swooning because the expression on her face was dreamy.

“I’m just going to check your vitals, alright?” I nod numbly, letting her do her work. She wraps the blood pressure cuff around my arm, takes my temperature, and jots down a few notes on her clipboard. Everything seems normal so far, but I can’t shake the feeling that something’s wrong. Then, Dr. Sharpe pulls out a syringe, preparing to draw blood. The sight of the needle sends a jolt of fear through me, and I immediately pull my arm away. “No,” I say, my voice firm despite the anxiety building inside me. “I don’t want that.”

The advantage of this is that the scales stick together, to maximize mutual closure, which for such a hard scale, is the best way to maintain the momentum. “How many surprises are there in you?” I shaved his nose. The scoured area reveals gray skin below. I gave it a little push, and it wasn't as smooth as I thought it would be, but it felt like it was pressed against a piece of leather. I don't know if the needle can go in. This is probably the most difficult blood draw I've ever had in biology. After breaking several needles, I tried to draw blood from the vein in his neck, where the scales felt much softer.