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"Put a small drop of blood on each of the prongs." He demonstrated, squeezing Mike's finger till the blood flowed. I swallowed convulsively, my stomach heaving.
“在四齒涂敷器的四個(gè)齒上各沾一小滴血。”他還在示范著，擠壓著邁克的手指直到血流出來為止。我全身痙攣地吞咽著，胃里一陣沉重。
"And then apply it to the card," he finished, holding up the dripping red card for us to see. I closed my eyes, trying to hear through the ringing in my ears.
“然后把涂敷器抹到卡片上。”他完成了，把那張四角都染紅了的卡片舉起來給我們看。我閉上眼睛，試圖無視耳中的嗡嗡聲，繼續(xù)聽課。
"The Red Cross is having a blood drive in Port Angeles next weekend, so I thought you should all know your blood type." He sounded proud of himself. "Those of you who aren't eighteen yet will need a parent's permission — I have slips at my desk."
“下個(gè)周末紅十字會有一輛義務(wù)獻(xiàn)血車會開到天使港去，所以我覺得有必要讓你們都知道一下自己的血型。”他聽起來很自豪。“你們中未滿十八歲的人需要有家長的書面同意——相關(guān)表格在我的桌子上。”
He continued through the room with his water drops. I put my cheek against the cool black tabletop and tried to hold on to my consciousness. All around me I could hear squeals, complaints, and giggles as my classmates skewered their fingers. I breathed slowly in and out through my mouth.
他拿著滴管，繼續(xù)在教室里走來走去。我把臉貼在涼涼的黑色桌板上，試圖讓自己保持神志清醒。在我的周圍，我的同學(xué)們開始扎自己的手指，我聽到了一陣陣的尖叫聲，抱怨聲和傻笑聲。我開始用嘴呼吸，艱難地吸氣，呼氣。
"Bella, are you all right?" Mr. Banner asked. His voice was close to my head, and it sounded alarmed.
“貝拉，你還好吧？”班納老師問道。他的聲音離我的頭很近，聽起來有些驚慌失措。
"I already know my blood type, Mr. Banner," I said in a weak voice. I was afraid to raise my head.
“我已經(jīng)知道自己的血型了，班納老師。”我虛弱地說道。我實(shí)在不敢抬起頭。
"Are you feeling faint?"
“你是不是覺得頭暈？”
"Yes, sir," I muttered, internally kicking myself for not ditching when I had the chance.
“是的，先生。”我含糊地說著，在心里踢了自己一腳，以免自己一有機(jī)會就放松警惕，任由自己墜入昏迷中。
"Can someone take Bella to the nurse, please?" he called.
“有誰能帶貝拉去醫(yī)務(wù)室嗎？”他喊道。
I didn't have to look up to know that it would be Mike who volunteered.
我不必抬頭也能知道，那個(gè)自告奮勇的家伙一定是邁克。
《暮光之城•暮色》
Edward與其家人冒著生命危險(xiǎn)去保護(hù)Bella，但James終于在Bella藏身的地方找到了她。并聲稱綁架了Bella的母親而將Bella引入圈套。James襲擊Bella，并咬傷了她的手腕；不過Edward和其家人在Bella被殺前及時(shí)趕到，阻止并解決了James。
