The Weight Of Blood Novels & Stories

“We’ve traced her blood donation to the infirmary. The healer—and this was on your instruction—extracted 2000 cc.” “An adult’s total blood volume is around 4000–5000 cc. We suspect foul play—possible murder.” Kane went pale. The color drained from his face. “You… you’re saying what?” “Impossible—absolutely impossible!” He forced a bitter laugh. “Madam donated blood to save Doris after her fall. They told me another 400 cc would suffice. How could it be 2000?” His eyes reddened, voice trembling.

“Okay, so what kind of risk are we talking about?” “The amount of blood I would need from you would be a lot. The ratio between blood and medicine is five to one. Since I would be doubling the dosage, I would need a pint of blood each time she takes the medication. She would also need to take the medication twice a day for two weeks, which is twenty-four pints of blood.” I didn’t know much about human anatomy, but I knew that even as werewolves it was similar. “Is that a lot?” “Considering our body on average only has eight to ten pints of blood in our body, yes, it is a lot.”

he instructed. Mike, equally surprised, nodded and quickly gathered the information. "Sir, Jenna donated approximately 20,000 milliliters of blood to Alice." He paused, then added, "Considering that the average adult has about 5,000 milliliters of blood in their body, this means Jenna effectively donated her entire blood volume multiple times over." Rex felt a profound sense of guilt and sorrow. He had been unaware of the extent of Jenna's sacrifices and realized how deeply he had wronged her. The weight of his past actions pressed heavily upon him.

"Sienna, Jenna is your sister. You both share the same rare blood type. If you don't help her, she'll die!" I met his eyes calmly. "I don't know if Jenna will die if I stop giving her blood, but I do know I will if I keep doing it." Tyler's voice rose in frustration, "400 milliliters is a perfectly safe amount of blood for you to donate. We've never let the doctor take more than that. How could it possibly affect your health? I don't understand why you're always at odds with Jenna." Any woman under 90 pounds should not be donating blood. I had always been frail. At five foot seven and barely 85 pounds, I wasn't healthy enough to donate at all.

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Having his lie exposed, Sean’s face stiffened briefly, but he quickly regained his confidence. “I’m fine now, but that doesn’t mean I’ll always be fine! My condition comes and goes, so we need to be prepared. That’s why you must get the blood ready for me first!” He raised a finger casually and announced, “You shall draw 1000cc and put it in the blood bank as my personal reserve.” 1000cc? A healthy adult could safely donate up to 400cc at once. Taking 1000cc in a short period could kill someone. He didn’t want my blood as his reserve; he was trying to take my life.

"Does a vampire have to murder people and drain their blood?" "Have you forgotten how much blood there is in an average person?" Mom asked to jog my memory. Before I said anything, mom pointed to the tall glass in my hand, "Let me explain you this way, imagine you take some of your milk glasses and fill them in with blood instead. Then you line nine of them up in a row, you will get an average woman's blood. Make it twelve and you've got the average man. Still thirsty?" I had no word to say. The hardest thing about having my mom as a mother is that, even if I go to genius school; she still outsmarts me most of the time.

Ye Wenming said as he gave a self-deprecating smile, "Besides money, I can only use my body to help you. I'm glad I have the same blood type as you. At least, if you need a blood transfusion during the delivery, my blood can be useful." "So, are you going to continue getting your blood drawn until I give birth?" she asked. "Yes." He admitted. "Do you really... need to donate 400ml of blood every month?" she asked again. "It's only 400ml. That's how much the average person donates each time," Ye Wenming said nonchalantly. "But ordinary people don't get their blood drawn once a month!" said Zhuo Qianyun. The average person who donated 400ml of blood at a time would usually be required to wait

She could only draw a pint of blood from him–it would have been better if it was lesser than a pint. No matter what this man said, which was probably just to spite her, Georgia wouldn’t allow such an amount of blood to take out from him, particularly because of his recent condition. She obviously couldn’t allow that. Drawing two litres of blood or a pint from him would mean another patient in this house.

“How’re you feeling, by the way? I heard you can get dizzy after donating blood.” Draven’s mouth twitched. He knew exactly what his twin was doing, but decided to let it go. “I’m fine. They only took about four hundred milliliters. That’s seven percent of an average adult’s blood volume.” He shrugged. “No big deal.” “Still,” Declan said sincerely, “thank you.” His voice softened, his expression earnest. “It’s fine,” Draven replied, waving it off. “She’s my sister too, you know.” A playful glint returned to his eyes. “Besides, imagine Clarabelle’s reaction when she finds out she’s got my blood running through her veins.”