What To Do If Piercing Is Bleeding の小説・ストーリー

My other hand was clasped over my wrist as I rushed to the bathroom and placed it under running water. I collapsed on the bathtub with my torn uniform on and allowed the water to wash the sweat, dirt and blood. But there would be no tears. Marie Sue never wasted her tears for bullies. Almost half an hour later, I found the strength to lift myself off the bathtub. The bleeding had stopped but a deep pain now replaced it. I peeled off my uniform and washed the mess on my hair and body. I wrapped my bathrobe over my body and proceeded to dry my hair. While I did that I searched for first aid online. The bleeding was back again and it was worse when I moved my wrist. All the online sources said

"Breathe in." She inhaled and I smoothly drove the needle through her flesh. She didn't move an inch. "Good girl. Almost finished." I took the fourteen gauge barbell and threaded it along the needle, pulling it through the three-quarter inch space under her flesh. I used gauze to gently wipe blood from her pussy. The piercing might bleed slightly for several days. It would also be quite sore in a few hours. I lay the needle and receiving tube on the tray and removed my gloves. I pushed two fingers into her pussy.

After a long while, Pierse finally stopped crying. I quickly grabbed a tissue to wipe his face, then cleaned up his wounds. I disinfected them, reapplied the ointment, and pressed on fresh band-aids. Once he calmed down, he looked a little embarrassed. "Eve, what should I do about all this?" I thought for a moment. "There’s really no option besides apologizing and paying for the damages.” He turned his head away. "I’m not apologizing."

If I could get him there, I could properly bandage him. But first, I had to stop the bleeding. I reached for my shirt and, with some effort, tore off a large strip of fabric. I folded it into a pad and pressed it firmly against the entry wound, applying pressure to slow the bleeding. The warm blood soaked through the fabric quickly, but I kept pressure on it, counting to thirty as I'd learned in my course. Then I moved to the exit wound and repeated the process. After several minutes, the bleeding had slowed to a manageable trickle. I used the rest of my torn shirt to create a makeshift bandage, wrapping it around his shoulder and tying it off as tightly as I could without cutting off circul

Mable was very confident in her acupuncture skills. She could not have put the needle at the wrong point. Moreover, the silver needles used for acupuncture were extremely fine and could not cause bleeding under normal circumstances. Mable used gauze to press the bleeding spot. She thought the bleeding would stop soon, but blood continued to ooze out after almost ten minutes. The eye of the needle was small, so not much blood was flowing out. However, this could not go on. Mable took out the hemostatic ointment from her medical kit and put some on Blair’s arm, finally stopping the bleeding.

She had already reached for the earrings. Lucy tensed as Victoria grabbed her left earlobe. She forced the earring through the piercing so carelessly that a sharp pain immediately followed. Lucy sucked in as a warm sensation spread across her ear. Looking into the mirror, she saw a tiny drop of blood forming near the lobe. "I'm bleeding." Victoria picked up a silk tissue from the vanity and wiped it away impatiently. "It's barely noticeable." She tossed the tissue aside. "Nobody will see it." Lucy clenched her jaw. The casual disregard irritated her far more than the pain itself.

I shook my head, about to sit next to him to put the gloves on when he pulled me back down so that we were in the same position as before. I gave him a stern look and he just shrugged, turning the TV on and staring at me as if I were the screen. I put the gloves on and loaded the piercing gun after sanitizing everything. I grabbed a cotton ball and cleaned his ear, then positioned the piercing gun on the spot I marked out.

"I don't know. There has to be something." I looked around the cell. Nothing but concrete and metal. Wait. The sheet. Still had a few clean strips. I tore them off. Pressed them against Axel's chest. Applied pressure. He hissed. "I know it hurts. But I have to stop the bleeding." "It's okay. Do what you need to." I held pressure for five minutes. When I pulled back, the bleeding had slowed. Not stopped. But better. "That'll have to do," I said. I wrapped fresh bandages.

Of course Harrison would have a fully stocked emergency kit in his apocalypse bunker. My hands shook as I grabbed everything I could. “Okay,” I breathed. My brain felt like it was spinning. First step was to stop the bleeding. I grabbed a clean cloth and pressed it firmly against the wound. Harrison groaned weakly. “I know,” I murmured. “I know it hurts.” Blood kept soaking through the fabric. My stomach churned but I forced myself to keep going. I grabbed disinfectant and poured it over the wound. Harrison sucked in a sharp breath.

Adrian asked. Marissa shook her head. "I don't, but I've done embroidery. I need to close your wound or your life will be in danger." "I'll teach you," Adrian said. Marissa nodded. Adrian took a deep breath and said, "Inject some hemostatic agent at the wound site, then disinfect it with alcohol. You can start sewing after that." Marissa did as he instructed. Even though she was prone to fainting at the sight of blood, she forced herself to stay calm to help Adrian.