My son had a couple of sores that go infected and filled with pus. My wife lanced it with a needle to remove the pus.
He screamed in fear, “Stop squeezing all the blood out! I am not going to have any blood!”
My son had a couple of sores that go infected and filled with pus. My wife lanced it with a needle to remove the pus.
He screamed in fear, “Stop squeezing all the blood out! I am not going to have any blood!”
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