Juuzou Suzuya Stitches Novels & Stories

His face lit up with surprise and joy upon seeing Suzanne. "Mrs. Morrison, it's you?" Having met Joe before, Suzanne nodded politely and greeted, "Hello, Dr. Lawrence." Joe furrowed his brows when he saw her bandaged hands. "Mrs. Morrison, are your hands injured?" "It's not a big deal. I'm here to assist in extracting pure Azurium. My hands are less agile than I need them to be at the moment, so I could use two extra pairs to help out," Suzanne explained, raising her hands a little awkwardly.

When these were unbuttoned so fast, and thrown across the office, it was with immense speed without tearing and they were all ripped off and they were both gloriously naked, at which point he had his legs spread his cheeks spread his ass perked up and he heard the squeak of a cork, yet as he turned his face he saw that the Suzaku demon had brought the lubricating glass with him.

Yet, recalling Bella’s desperate look, Jade chose to proceed. As she began suturing, the others initially found nothing noteworthy—suturing was typically straightforward. But once they saw Jade's unconventional technique, their eyes widened in astonishment. "Miss Severin, why is your suturing different from what we learned?" someone asked, though most were in awe rather than skeptical. Jade’s sutures were hidden beneath the dermis, leaving the surface of the wound with no visible stitching—a rarity in their field, which naturally drew admiration. "Women often care about their appearance. External stitches are unsightly, so I developed this method. It seems to work well," Jade explained, unab

Suzy screamed. "Relax, it won't take long!" Giovanna warned and rubbed Suzy's face on the cement floor. "You'd better get rid of the botox, snake, because that stuff, you know, it's not natural." Giovanna rubbed Suzy's face again. "And those sausage lips, that's ugly too. Look, we don't know if it's a sausage, a duck bill, or an allergic reaction to your own venom!" Giovanna rubbed Suzy's face once more. "BFF, can you lend me the scissors?" "No scissors, buddy!" Flavian shouted to Gia and laughed.

Jasmine frowned "Sorry.. It was a mistake " CJ said as he lowered his head "Permanent mistake " BACK TO PRESENT ------- Author's POV "Permanent mistake " CJ said and Suzy eyes widened... CJ took a step forward and wanted to remove the mask but Suzy quickly stepped back and she quickly pick a knife "If you dare come near me then I will stab you with this " She threatened and everyone gasped but CJ didn't care as he keep moving closer "I know you won't want to hurt your little brother " CJ said as he looked at Suzy

Suzy addressed,and pointed the files towards her . Though,it's a large group company with wide branches all over the world . Shizuka,can't choose without presentation .This is not an usual project .her each and every moments, indicates her grandpa's hope .she wanted to make her Grandpa Proud . Without him ,she is not supposed to get a beautiful life .

And with Kazuo's cunning nature, he immediately threw the suriken at Ye Jun. "Kazuo, what are you doing!" Ye Jun and I exclaimed at the same time. As quickly as possible, Ye Jun dodged, so the suriken only hit the tree. And when Ye Jun turned forward, Kazuo threw the second suriken right next to Ye Jun's ear. But luckily, the suriken was stuck in a tree. Again and again, very quickly, he stuck two more suriken between his fingers. Then he threw the suriken to the right and left of Ye Jun's stomach. Thankfully the suriken didn't hit his stomach, either.

I have had my own fair share of problems. I twirled the needle around my finger and missed, dropping into a puddle of oil. How it got there I didn't know. I quickly picked it up and cleaned it with my clothes. And something very interesting came to light that instant. On the sides of the of the needle was something engraved on it, like a calligraphy. I peeked even a closer and I was able to make out something. It had initials T. Y and O. W and some other things I couldn't quite make out. My heart skipped a bit. I know of the O. W but the T. Y? Who the hell is that and why was it engraved on this needle?

Julian looked at Suzy, visibly reluctant to leave, but after a long pause, he gave a faint nod and stepped out. Stellar went to the closet, pulled out a set of soft pajamas, then sat beside the bed. “Suzy, it’s me,” she said gently. “I’m just going to help you change clothes now, okay? Don’t be scared.” Suzy gave the slightest nod, too drained to respond in any other way. She didn’t resist and speak. Stellar changed her carefully, then retrieved the first-aid kit. With steady hands, she began tending to the cuts and bruises along Suzy’s arms and shoulders, gently dabbing ointment across the swelling on her cheek.

Suzy’s voice cracked as she ran over, catching her aunt’s collapsing body. Panic set in as she felt for a pulse. The knife had pierced directly into Charlotte’s heart, leaving her pulse dangerously weak and unsteady. Fear gripped Suzy like never before. Pushing aside everything else, she focused solely on saving Charlotte. Laying her down carefully, Suzy quickly pulled out her silver needles from her waist pouch. She worked with practiced precision, sealing off the critical acupoints to slow the bleeding. She refused to be distracted, yet Anne sauntered over, her voice laced with mockery. "Oh dear, it seems like that hit a vital spot, didn’t it?"