Stop The Bleed Instructor Portal Novels & Stories

“I know that you don’t want Mr. Cedric to worry but this is serious. I know what a normal nosebleed looks like, this is anything but normal. Besides, do you think you can keep this from him? You’re always together, he will eventually find out about this!” Buck’s words had managed to help Maia regain some of her composure as she instructed him to go to the pharmacy. “Buck, could you get some medicine for me to stop the bleeding? The first thing we have to do now is to stop my bleeding. We can tell him after that.” Maia was deadly pale due to the bleeding. Buck wasted no time as he replied, “Yes, I’ll do that immediately. Ms. Maia, hang in there!” Buck dashed out of her room and told Paige not

The EKG is beeped in a more consoling way. "The pulse is stabilising..." Dion breathed. "Phew..." Dr Charles called once again. "How is it?" He inquired. "H-his vitals are stabilising." "How about bleeding?" "There was a splenic artery bleeding, but I am holding on to it for now." Dr Charles paused his breathing for a moment to register what he had just heard. "Holding on to it? With what?" He asked. "With my index finger..." Dr Charles chuckled. This girl is really... Everyone else present in the OR smiled. This is indeed something crazy.

"Through and through. Missed the artery, but she's still bleeding too heavily." Thalia dug into the med kit and pulled out what looked like gauze packed in a sealed bag. "Combat gauze. It'll help clot." She looked at me. "This is going to hurt." "Everything hurts. Just do it."

I took the pieces of my dress and placed them on the bleeding surface, but it was useless. Restlessly, I got up and looked around the wood. I remembered how Granny had told me about a particular type of leaf in the woods that helped sustain an injured person. According to her, if the leaves are squeezed, and the substance from it is applied to the surface of a bleeding wound, the bleeding would stop and sustain the person until medical help is given.

The instructor was a broad-shouldered wolf with streaks of gray in his hair and the patience of a man who’d seen everything and hated most of it. “Today’s exercise,” he said, gesturing to the rows of medical dummies on the tables, “is a simulated arterial rupture. Advanced work. I do not expect any of you to complete this. The point is to assess your instincts.” That earned a nervous ripple from the class. He clapped his hands. “When I say begin, you will treat the wound with gauze, then attempt a pressure stitch. Yes, I know none of you have done this. Try anyway.”

I’ve been practicing, taking time breath slowly then release. I can feel the wound knitting together, skin pulling tight. The bleeding slows, then stops. I can see the relief on the warrior’s face. I sit back, my hands shaking. The warmth fades, but I’m not collapsed. I’m not passing out this time. "Wow," the warrior breathes. "That’s—thank you, Luna." I nod. "Get him to Greta. She’ll check for infection." Maya helps him up, and the other warriors lead him toward the medical tent.

He remembered her words and without any thought, he darted out of the roots of the tree. Alex watched in calm as Weaver opened his mouth to speak but was interrupted when the motion of a red blur shot out from underneath the slightly uprooted roots of a tree. Weaver was about to give chase but was stopped by Alex, who gently bit down on his tail. "Do not give chase." Alex said firmly and Weaver pulled his ears to his head but nodded while looking into the direction the red blur had run in.

Everyone looked at Ben, the teacher didn't know what to say against Ben, So he asked "What beast did you tame ". "Well, that........ I don't know ", replied Ben. "SUMMON THE BEAST FROM YOUR PORTAL", said the instructor in a stern and angry voice which didn't fit his handsome face. Ben did what the instructor asked. (beast portal activated) Oreo climbed out of the portal and looked at everyone. Everyone stood still, staring at it silently as they also didn't know what beast it was, even the teacher didn't know about it, and the keeper who was waiting for this group to move out looked at the beast and couldn't identify it.

She didn't want to cry in front of Nickson, but the sadness that welled up in her chest was more painful than the wound that was currently bleeding from her index finger. “W-what are you doing?” Blakely asked Nickson in horror when she saw the man suddenly put her index finger in his mouth. "Stop your bleeding, what else," he replied curtly. He tried sucking the wound on Blakely's index finger and felt the salty blood sticking to the tip of his tongue. Some people say it's more effective at stopping bleeding and preventing infection in the future. Now Nickson wasn't that bothered about it. He just wanted to stop Blakely from going crazy trying to slice her hand with the sharp knife she used

My stomach dropped but I swallowed my protest. Taking a deep breath, this time steady and controlled—I fell into step behind her, ready to push myself further. We completed the last two laps and she gave me a moment to gather myself. I turned and saw Calix watching and he gave me a thumbs up. My head swelled with pride and I turned back to my instructor. The next station was sparring. Leia led me to was a set of wooden dummies, their surfaces marred by countless strikes and blows. She gave me a staff, its length surprisingly heavy in my hands. She stood in front of me, holding her own staff with practiced ease.