Blue Lips And Fever Novels & Stories

She asked Bluey faced her slowly and Jenna's eyes widened when she saw her pale face "What's wrong" she said , holding her face. She quickly let go as she came in contact with her skin "l feel so uneasy " she sniffed slowly " Huh?" She said. She led Bluey to the bed and asked her to lay on it which she obliged "I'll go get you an iceberg.....you caught a fever" She said and made to walk away from her but Bluey heard her hand, stopping her "You aren't allowed to go outside "She said slowly "Yeah, but I can't sit and watched you this way. You look really sick. I'll just have to sneak and come back here. I'll try not to get caught "She said

Keegan’s POV Since Lillian’s eyes change colour into a glint of silver between their original rare shade of blue ones that’s almost purple, and the burning on her skin intensifies, the sky has been in turmoil. There’s been a storm and it hasn’t stopped since then. It feels like the world itself is holding its breath and waiting for the Blood Moon to rise. It’s been two days, and her fever is only getting worse, so we can barely sleep at night.

George was working overtime that day and had not returned yet, so Sigrid carried her to the hospital to see the two of them. "Mommy, their faces are so red. Will your face become red when you are sick?" Tianna asked, puzzled. "Your face might blush when you have a fever," Sigrid explained. "Then, Mommy has blushed before. Did you have a fever?" Tianna questioned curiously. Sigrid instantly became embarrassed and clarified, "Not all blushes are caused by fever." Tianna did not seem to understand. Sigrid felt that it was not a bad thing for a child to be full of curiosity. However, why was Tianna often asking her embarrassing questions?

“Four days ago. She fell from the bed and also caught a cold so the other doctors just ruled out as the cause of the high fever but she's been bruising so easily lately, everyday she's got a new cut, scratch on bump on her arms and legs.” “That certainly isn't fever.” He glanced at the thermometer, frowned, and pulled it out. “70.3. Has it been this high the whole time?” “It goes up and down.” He nodded, reaching for a small flashlight. “Open wide, Lily-bug. Let me see that throat.” Lily obeyed, her mouth falling open, her eyes fixed on his face. She looked pale, and tired and sleepy. My baby. I leaned and gave her a kiss on her forehead, willing myself to hold back from crying.

Immediately attaching the device to their bodies one by one with the intention of finding out how many degrees of heat in their bodies, my eyes rounded instantly after finding out that their heat was more than forty degrees. “How is this, how can they have a high fever at the same time like this?” I looked again at the three people who were lined up on the bed carefully, watching them one more time and making sure that the signs on the bodies of the three were the same. Sure enough, not only the lips of Belle's two children looked blue, but Belle's lips also looked equally hunted, besides that their body skin was also slightly reddish in color. Were they poisoned? Damn, the signs shown by th

No matter how much she wanted to stay angry, she couldn’t ignore the deep pain in his eyes. The moment she tried to push him, her hand made contact to his skin only to feel the heat on his body, "It's burning, you've fever?" "I don't care, all I want is you," he said still clinging to her legs. "Fine," she said with a gentle tone, "Lan, get up, please." Dylan immediately stood up, his expression looked hopeful, Alexandra led him to the bed and pressed her palm against his forehead. "It's too hot," she noted with concern, "looks like the fever is high."

Felix stood outside the courtyard gate, the night wind brushing against his tense face. He turned back and looked up at the lit window on the second floor. He then opened the car door and sat down in the driver’s seat. Upstairs, Miranda lay on her side beside Mia, reaching out from time to time to check her forehead. Mia did not have a high fever. Clearly, it was not an acute viral infection, just an ordinary cold. As long as her immune system was strong enough, the fever would come down on its own.

Silverheart was one, an extremely rare disorder only seen amongst wolf shifters, where accidental silver consumption during gestation could cause the baby’s blood to contain flecks of silver dust, making them allergic to many medicines commonly used on wolves. But this girl was a cat shifter. Not a wolf. Therefore, she had to have the other one. The name took a moment to come to me, but then it hit me—Feverskin. A disorder characterized by purple veins, higher temperatures, and an intolerance for blood-clotting medicines due to an excess of heat exposure in the father’s sperm. That was what she had. Feverskin. If I put Bloodroot on that cut right now, her blood would begin to heat beyond saf

I yank my leg free from her grip and dash to my little sister’s room. She’s curled under the thin blanket, her little body shaking with chills. Her cheeks are red and her hair is plastered to her forehead with sweat. I drop the bags and fall to my knees beside her bed. “Lily? Lil, hey—” I touch her cheek and jerk back like I’ve been burned. Fuck. She’s having a fever. “Lily, baby, open your eyes.” She whimpers softly but doesn’t move. God, no. Please.

However, she suddenly fell sick. Lena hurried over to check Margot's pulse. Her pupils were blood red, her body was burning hot, and her pulse was racing. It was a symptom of a fever, but how could someone just suddenly get a fever out of the blue? Lena carefully checked the pulse again. For a moment, she looked at Natalie and Curtis with a serious expression. "This is a result of repressed emotions, causing too much pressure. Quickly, get a wet towel. I'll help her cool down first."