Novel & Cerita Stop The Bleed Instructor Portal

The volume of blood in the bowl was shocking! Sophia, who was sitting beside Jaybie, held an ice pack to Jaybie’s nose bridge to stop the bleeding. Sophia called out in a panicked tone when she saw Sonnet running in, “I can’t stop the bleeding. What should we do?!” Sonnet immediately opened the medical box and took out the nose drips that the doctor had prescribed for Jaybie previously. She dripped some of the solution into Jaybie’s nostrils. Sonnet finally managed to stop Jaybie’s nosebleed after a long time. She then carried Jaybie to the hospital at once. Sophia followed them.

She says as we take the vacant seats at the back. The instructor stands in front of the class, wearing leather pants and a shirt strapped with a lot of weirdly shaped weapons. I wouldn't call him tall, but he's really muscular. "Welcome, recruits, to yet another challenging class on magical abilities. I'm Dale, your humble instructor, and the instructions for today are simple. If you're not yet advanced, you'll need to touch the orb in the center of the stage to get spurred up; it'll feed on your energy, helping you release your powers. But for our advanced students, you can simply connect with your inner mind to use your powers. Maddox Vargis, you're up."

Loreen stared at him in astonishment, her cheeks were blushing red-hot suddenly. She thought that the man was trying to jump on her, but… Charlie sighed quietly as he looked at Loreen who looked back at him, dumbfounded. Loreen cleared her throat and asked timidly, “Can… can you help me stop the bleeding?” Charlie nodded and said, “Yes, I’ve studied traditional Chinese medicine and can use acupuncture techniques to stop the bleeding and minimize the injury. Then, you’ll have enough time to go to the hospital for the follow-up treatment.”

“If you don’t calm down and stop moving, your wounds will get worse. Let me help you, unless you’d rather I leave you here to die— it’s up to you, Alpha.” There was a change in him when he heard that last word, as if he was snapped back into reality. I watched the rippling muscles in his body relax as he slowly sank down onto the ground. I exhaled the breath I didn’t know I was holding, and opened up my kit. “I’ll need to stop the bleeding, and then I can apply a salve and bandage what I can.” I kept my voice steady and professional. He responded with a grunt, which I chose to accept as a thank you.

“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 waiting area gradually filled with other patients and family members. Twenty minutes into my vigil, commotion near the main entrance caught my attention. A female instructor from Rainbow Claw training camp was supporting a small figure with distinctive red hair. Debbie. Blood trickled from a cut on her head, staining her training uniform and making her pale face look even smaller than usual. The instructor guided her carefully toward the emergency treatment area, speaking in soothing tones while Debbie pressed a tissue against her injury. I stood up immediately, my magazine falling forgotten to the floor.

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.”