Coughed Up Mucus Ball With Blood Novels & Stories

I curled up on the hardwood floor, coughing up several mouthfuls of fresh blood. The servant standing closest to me couldn't help but scream.

Stephen was sent to the hospital, and after treatment from the doctor, his condition improved. Worried, his friend asked, “Why did he cough up blood? Is he doing better now?” The doctor explained, “Due to emotional stress, his gastric mucosal was congested and inflamed, causing a rupture in the blood vessels, which made him cough up blood. We normally call this acute gastric mucosal tear syndrome. Rest assured. We have stopped his bleeding, and he is in a much better condition now.” Everyone heaved a sigh of relief, but soon after, they thought of another problem. Stephen had coughed up blood when he was hanging out with them. If the Quinns pursued the matter, how would they explain themselv

It did not sound like a normal cough. Had she caught the flu or something? I rushed back to the room to tell her to take her medicine. But the moment I stepped inside, the sight before me drained everything from my body. She was not just coughing. She was coughing blood. As she lifted her head and looked at me, it felt as if the entire world had stopped around us. “Grandma,” I screamed, rushing toward her as a white, foamy liquid began pouring from her mouth.

My stomach felt disturbed and I coughed up something into my hand. "Gah... w-what..." It was whitish and murky. Poison.

That light was too pure and bright, revealing me for who I was. The filth churning inside me was something detestable and loathsome. It was so overwhelming that I did not dare to touch it. After it happened a few times, Ethan developed stomach problems. When I was not paying attention, he would endure the pain silently with his brows tightly furrowed. He was too afraid to let me find out and never told me. It was not until one morning, after staying up all night to care for me, that he fainted from the pain at his office. That was when I realized just how severe his condition had become.

I coughed. “Your bouts of coughing continue to grow worse. What is this? The tests show you don’t have cancer, there’s nothing wrong inside your body & the x-rays show nothing— even the MRI’s. I’m concerned, Kennedi. I should really get you out of here,” worry displayed across his face. He handed me a handkerchief from his pocket. “Thanks,” I said in between coughs. My coughing fits varied everyday, but everyday, they worsened. Today was the day.. the day blood came with the coughing.

I said, holding back the cough that was pressing against my throat. He looked away, “Fine.” That was all he said before he walked away and slammed the door behind him. I sat up straight and coughed out blood. The taste of copper lingered on my tongue as I panted for air. Hot tears blurred my eyes as I stared at the splattered blood on my duvet. Another chuckle escaped my lips while tears fell down my eyes.

Her expression went grim, her eyes darkened as she felt a metallic taste in her mouth as well as a thick liquid running down her nose. Her hand reaches to her nose to swipe the thick liquid, it was red, it was blood. Autumn’s throat hitched, it felt dry and raspy. She cleared her throat, emitting a loud, hacking hoarse that was congested with blood. Evette was in full panic mode, Lucas was waking up from his mother’s cough and Autumn was just choking on her own blood, either was she runs out the room, to the corridor just in time to meet a nurse. “The patient, the patient is coughing blood.” Evette cried as she followed the nurse back in to meet Autumn gasping for air amidst the coughs. Luca

“Kelsey could get us that footage probably—” Before I could utter another word, a tickle in my throat caused me to cough. At first, it was a normal-sounding cough, but then it turned violent. My chest ached and I had to press the palm of my hand to it to keep it calm. I covered my mouth with my hands as I continued to cough, and I nearly fell to the ground. Thankfully, Henry had wrapped his arms around me and pulled me toward the couch. Once I was sure I was done coughing, I removed my hands from my mouth and saw that they were covered in blood.

“Aren’t you hungry? Let’s just continue this tomorrow, yeah?” “Sure.” I said in a low voice. He offered a hand; I grinned before taking his hand. Gideon helped me stand up. We were laughing because he won’t stop making jokes about almost everything. It was almost nightfall and the sun was slowly disappearing. Huh, I didn’t even take a nap as I planned to do the whole day. I stopped walking when I felt my throat flinch. A cough escaped my mouth, I was coughing blood. It wasn’t even dark red, it’s almost black.