Will Flour Stop Bleeding Novels & Stories

she warns before applying the mixture directly to my wound. The pain is very intense even for a king like me. I grit my teeth to keep from roaring. I am wondering to myself if she knows what she is doing because this pain is too much for just a treatment. But after a few moments, I feel a calming sensation replacing the pain "What is that?" I ask, watching as the bleeding slows very fast. "It is a herb to stop the bleeding and speed healing, and a few other things to prevent infection," she explains. "Stay still while I wrap it."

He land with a thud and groaned in pain as he bounced on the bed. "Easy, alpha Lucian," Flora muttered as she slowly walked up to Iago. "Sorry, sorry," I apologized before proceeding to sit on a nearby stool. "Is he going to be fine?" "From the amount of blood I'm seeing on your shirt, I'm not sure," Flora muttered as she brought out some gloves from a nearby cabinet that hung on the wall and put them on. When she said that, I looked at my shirt and was shocked to see that it was now fully red with blood. No wonder I had been feeling sticky since I ran in here.

Surely, they weren't petty enough to be upset simply because Maya's project was outstanding, were they? But somehow, Louis didn't think that was the case. A strange sense of unease gnawed at him. On the stage, the hired volunteer arrived. His arm bore a deep, gaping wound nearly 20 centimeters long, blood streaming down alarmingly. The sight made many in the audience gasp in horror. Maya, however, smiled gently. "There's no need to worry. With just one application of my hemostatic spray, the bleeding will stop instantly!" She sprayed the wound in front of everyone and then wiped the area with a damp cloth. The volunteer winced in visible pain, his face contorting, but sure enough, the bleedi

She couldn't bring herself to do it, only fearing that she might be silenced by the members of the Smith Family! Flora took a painful breath, but in the end, she couldn't drive the fruit knife into his heart. The knife slipped from her fingertips and fell onto the carpet. She quickly opened the first aid kit, took out an antiseptic solution, and began tending to his wounds. The wounds weren't too severe, but there was a considerable amount of blood. Flora stopped the bleeding, applied the antiseptic solution, and clumsily bandaged the wounds. It was far from professional, but it would have to do.

Bastian replied, still busy doing his thing. "Aspirin?" Renata was quite surprised and looked at Bastian, who was busy and focused on his work. "Cut," Bastian said, and Isabell cut the thread. "A patient who took aspirin is now suffering from severe bleeding," Renata exclaimed, quite shocked by that fact. "Clip," said Bastian. "Small vessels cannot be managed with clips," said Renata. "Spray a topical hemostatic agent," said Bastian, looking at Renata. "Then we will stitch it up during the second operation."

she inquired. "I'll figure it out" Killian replied as a matter-of-fact, his voice steady and determined. Spotting the flour packet on the countertop, he reached for it, his fingers closing around the familiar shape. However, in his eagerness to begin, Killian applied too much force, tearing the packet open with a sudden rip. A cloud of white flour burst forth, engulfing him in a powdery cascade that coated his face and clothes in a fine dusting. Stunned by what had happened, Killian stood frozen for a moment, his expression a mixture of disbelief and astonishment. White powder clung to his hair and clothing, creating a comical contrast against his dark features.

I examined it thoroughly, and there was no major injury apart from a little cut which was bleeding profusely. I pried my eyes around searching for anything to help control the bleeding. I wouldn't want Kyler to meet me injured; he won't think twice before mocking me for being weak. My eyes caught a greenish leaf which was somewhat silver and black. Confused with what to do with it, I chewed the leaf, which turned out to be so bitter, squeezed some of its watery contents on my wound, and the bleeding suddenly stopped. My eyes widened in shock. “What exactly had prompted me to do this?

To try to help stop the bleeding. I rushed back to him and put the towels on his wounds to stop the bleeding. Once I put the towels on his wounds. My body shivers as the wind blows, and cold air comes through the broken door. I get up, walk over to the door and shut it the best I could. Because of him kicking it in it doesn't allow the door to shut properly.

Philip announced with a big smile. Not only me, next to the machine several girls also screamed and cried in fear. By showtime, he meant using another gray powder mixed with that brown slime and smearing it on our wounds. After adding the gray powder, the slime would turn a dark green color that made people sick to their stomachs. Once in contact with the blood from the wound, it would at first accelerate the blood loss, after which it would stop bleeding in a few minutes, blocking the surface of the wound and allowing the blood to form a round and blood-red mass on the surface of the skin.

There was no way to relieve her pain. Margot frowned. Her vision was blurry, and she felt weak from the pain all over her body. She could vaguely feel the wound on her face was bleeding. She weakly told Royce, "See if there's any Artemisia around the area. That plant is around this height and has bitter leaves. Get me some of those. They would stop the bleeding and heal the wound." Margot had been slashed on the face. She wasn't sure how deep the wound was, but it was swollen and painful. Even the cobwebs couldn't stop the wound from bleeding again. She could only look for other medicines.