Kenapa Bab Keluar Darah Novels & Stories

Nasty cut for a drain. “What is that purple stuff?” he questions warily. I look back up at him. “What, you’ve never seen blood before?” “Abella…that’s not normal,” he murmurs, looking at me with furrowed brows and frightened eyes. “You’re bleeding the wrong colour.”

It was as if they had suddenly found an exit. The area around the silver needles pulsed twice, and black blood flowed through. It looked horrifying. Dominic’s back was already full of needles, and now blood continuously flowed out along those needles. Only a few drops appeared initially, but all the silver needles gradually oozed blood. It was as if the virus had finally found an exit and were squeezing out wildly, jostling each other to be the first. The black blood flowed into the bathtub, mixing with the medicinal water inside and quickly permeating it.

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?'

Blood starts flowing rapidly and soon I'm in a pool of my blood. I guess I couldn't take much of the pain, so I passed out. T.b.c. . .

After another hour of silence between Gabriel and Bob, the medical room door finally opened. The moment doctor Lee walked out of the room, Gabriel was the first one to approach him. “How’s my wife?” Gabriel impatiently asked. Lee took a moment of silence as he stared at Gabriel with pity in his eyes. “What happened?” Bob inquired. “It's a miracle that she is still breathing after the amount of blood she lost. Selena suffered from Hemorrhagic shock.” Lee stated. “what the hell is that?!” Gabriel angrily asked.

On the battered basin before him, nine bloody spikes lay in a haphazard pile, stained crimson, an unsettling testament to what had transpired. “Done,” I muttered, voice strained but steady. I reached for the crumpled piece of paper, now soaked in blood and sweat, tangled in the mess. The note had once been pristine—perhaps just a scribbled warning or plea—yet now it looked like a fragment of a nightmare.

I stood up. “Did you go for a blood test to see if you have the same blood type as the patient? The patient has hemophilia, excessive bleeding from the nose. Now the patient is anemic, a rare blood type!" Oh my god, it's rare blood. Simon, why didn't you tell me you have a rare blood type.

I yell at the top of my lungs and tap the bed for Bash, but his side is empty. “Bash! Help!” The pain is getting worse. I feel a warm liquid running between my thighs, making my breathing stop. My hand quickly touches my soaking panties like it has its own brain. I feel a chill crawl down my skin when I realize what it is. Blood.

She checked herself out wondering if the wounds has started bleeding again because she is stressed but there were no signs of fresh blood. She turned to camella and before she could ask if she was smelling the blood as well. She saw her face and the blood that drenched her clothes, despite trying hard to conceal the pain she was feeling, rita could see the pain etched on her face. Camella are you okay, you're bleeding and sweating a lot. I think the baby is in danger.

A few minutes later, the water in the tub turned red and Zev knew the reason why. “Shit! Why do you keep bleeding without any wounds at all? How am I supposed to help you with this?” He rumbled for a moment before taking a deep breath. He looked at Layla who was staring at him with pain written in her eyes. “All right, just stay right there. I’ll get Levius to check on you. Don’t try anything funny though, I’ll be right back,” with that said. Zev dashed out of the bathroom leaving an echoing banging sound behind. “LEVIUS! Where are you?!” He screamed when he got down the stairs. There were only a few people in the house as the others must have gone to do their respective tasks. “Levius! Damn