Novel & Cerita Sudut Bibir Luka

Roland felt that he was just talking nonsense, what kind of cunning methods could this gentle nobleman use to deal with such a person? Just as he had this thought, he saw Brodie take out a surgical knife and press it against the man's mouth. "Do you want your mouth? I don't mind changing the shape of your lips," Brodie said as he made a small cut at the corner of the man's mouth. The human face, especially the eyes and lips, is particularly sensitive and fragile. The feeling of being injured is more severe compared to other parts. The man felt a heart-wrenching pain at the corner of his mouth and said, "Don't! What...what do you want to know?"

He traced his thumb to my lower lip and i hissed in sudden pain and closed my eyes when he touched my cuted lower lip. His eyes turned to red due to anger. He clenched his jaw and fuming in anger. I put my hand on his face to calm him. He closed his eyes and take a deep breath. After that he took a cotton and dabbed in a sprit. He dab the cotton carefully on my lower lip. I fisted my hand tightly due its burning sensation.

At first everything looked normal, no obvious trauma or unusual discoloration just the standard oral cavity of a healthy twenty-two-year-old. But when I tilted the light at a different angle and looked more closely at the inside of her lower lip, I found exactly what I’d been looking for. Two tiny puncture wounds, perfectly round and spaced precisely apart, positioned where they would be hidden from view and completely invisible unless someone was specifically examining the inside of her mouth. The marks were small enough that they could easily be dismissed as accidental bite marks from eating or minor oral trauma. “There you are,” I whispered, feeling a mixture of triumph and revulsion as I

“Go ahead.” He took pictures of my face from different angles. And then checked my face. He clicked a button and then started talking. “Patient has a broken cheek. Possible broken occipital bone, both eyes have broken blood vessels. Nose is broken, in what looks to be three spots.” He hissed as he checked my lip. “Split lip.” He pulled away. “Is there anything else?” I nodded. I nodded to my side. “I’d love to help, but I have a rib sticking through my side.”

His lids quivered before he opened them up and gave my hands a soft squeeze. I felt some assurance that he understood, and my heart enlarged with warm gratitude. I removed one of my hands from his cheek and flicked back his blood-matted strands from his hairline. I inspected the laceration that extended from one brow to the other and gasped. “This looks bad—really bad,” I murmured before I could stop the words from ejecting. Vaheed hummed. The complete dehiscence of the wound was wet and blood-logged with silver lining the edges. There was no sign of cell regeneration.

Harold quickly ran to my side and spoke softly. “Brian, ah, how is the health of the business director?” “He's all right. He's in the next room. Fortunately, he only suffered a laceration of his scalp and a soft tissue injury. The two of you scared the hell out of me. When we got there, I thought I was going to pick up two bodies.” Harold slowly spoke, then took a cotton ball, soaked it in water, and wiped my lips again and again. At this point, I realized my lips were dry, maybe the skin on my lips was peeling, no wonder I felt pain.

she said pointing to where Mitchum had quite a bit more than a split lip. It was a nasty sight as it looked like Mitchum had somehow bitten through the skin below where his lip was split open. “Yeah, I’ll lick it. That stays between us though, the cocky ass finds out where I licked him and he’ll never let me hear the end of it,” I said, stepping forward to use my saliva to aid in the healing process.

I looked around forgetting about my cut palm. "Sit here." He pointed to the bathing tub. I sat on it and he took the first aid kit. He put betadine on it and I hissed. I bit my lip forcefully. Vincenzo looked at me as he applied the burning substance, from under his lashes. He applied a little more. Once he was done, he stitched the wound, since it was pretty deep. When he was done he took his hand and freed my lip from my teeth. It was bleeding from how hard I bit it. He kept my hand in his as he caressed it.

She hugged Lincoln’s leg, opened her mouth and bit down. “Ouch…” Lincoln was in so much pain that he instantly fell on his back. “Aino!” Sabrina anxiously scolded Aino, “Aino, don’t bite him, it’s very dirty! There are bacteria. Were you silly? You used your teeth to bite.”

He winked, causing a scoff from Brie. "We aren't drinking, you idiot." She chuckled and walked back to the computer. "Plus, I don't think using alcohol itself would help, we need wipes or something." He nodded in agreement. She quickly did a g****e search and found that stitching a wound was more difficult than it seemed. She would need some sort of suturing kit, and there were a lot of instructions. "I'll read this once I'm back." She mentally took note of the items she'd need and turned to the door.