Coughing Up Blood After Running Novels & Stories

He barked this time, pushing him backwards towards the hatch door once again. “Well, I'm here for her and I'm not leaving until I-” He coughed, blood splattering out of his mouth quickly. He coughed again. More blood. This is bad. Why was he coughing up blood? He fell. He coughed continuously, gripping the floor to catch his breath. I stopped, breathless. He was becoming very pale now. He was losing blood rapidly, his entire body dirty and scarred from the fight of before. Large gashes ran across his arms and chest. He was bleeding profusely along with the blood he was losing from coughing.

A thing in his throat seems to be itchy and his chest felt a little pain. Cough! A taste of blood in his tongue followed after his cough, a mouthful of blood that almost choked his throats departed from his mouth. Chu! Yman sent a spit of blood to his side. He coughed several times before he lifted his left arm and wiped his mouth that was wetted by his own blood. However, Exhaustion had started to creep out in him. His muscles that started to numb signified how beat-up he had become for just a little time that had passed.

He hit the concrete roof top, coming down hard. He slowly got to his hands and knees, coughing a little as he did so. He could taste something along the lines of iron in his mouth, a taste that made him feel sick. He coughed some of it out, and his eyes widened when he saw how red it was. That taste in his mouth was from his own blood. Now he really felt sick. However, now wasn't the time to let his phobia get the best of him. He had to stay focused. He had to remember who he was fighting for.

Willow “What’s that?!” He rips my hand forward to inspect it before I even have a chance to process it. I cough again and more droplets of blood appear on my other hand. The taste of copper lingers on my tongue. Was I dying? My lower back still aches from where I landed on the sharp rock, but I was accustomed to bruising. It was just another day in my life. But I had never coughed up blood before. Concern is written on his face. He doesn’t even try to hide his emotions as he hauls me off the chair and into his arms.

“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.

He falls to his knees and at the same time, he releases my hand. He coughs again. But this time something is different and something is very very wrong. He coughs out blood, red blood. The smell of it is impossible to miss. Blood begins to flow from his nostrils and he coughs again, holding onto his chest and not before long, his coughs turns uncontrollable. I go on my knees and hold him still as he coughs. His blood pools beneath him and I become shocked at the amount of blood his body is pushing out.

“I’d try and reach her again tomorrow; I won’t give up; I won't let her go” As he got closer to his room, he felt pain in his chest but couldn’t tell what was wrong. When he got back to his room, he was about to lie down. The pain in his chest became heavy, and he started coughing, placing one hand on his chest. He was shocked when he saw a drop of blood on his bed and couldn't believe it was from coughing. He coughed again, and his hand was covering his mouth when he saw blood. How come?

His body just stopped from crashing the trees when it hit the big hard rock. "Argh!" He groaned in pain while his body fell on the hard ground. He tried to stand up immediately but his body tremble and it made him fall back again on the ground. Then he felt a warm liquid was dripping on his forehead and is accompanied by a strong cough with blood.

Lukas nodded and took a deep breath. "Recently, he would take a walk every morning and night at the park near our place. At first, he would get tired after just a few steps, but now he can occasionally run two laps. In hopes of having you cure him, he has been working really hard to get stronger. "This morning, when I accompanied him on his morning run, he said he wanted to run an extra lap. After he finished, he looked energized. I even complimented him on getting stronger. "To my surprise, he puked blood when he went home to shower. I only happened upon the blood stain when I went into the bathroom to look for something after he exited the shower. I told him to go to the hospital, but he i

Jacob asked. “I feel…” The patient wiped his mouth. When he was about to say something, he suddenly felt that his stomach was churning badly. He coughed more severely while touching his stomach. At that moment, the doctors below all stood up. “How could this happen?” Jacob kept slapping the patient’s back lightly, hoping that he could be better. It was useless. The patient coughed more severely. He kept coughing and even started coughing up blood. Jacob panicked. The patient’s cough was already severe in the beginning. Now, he had even coughed up blood after drinking the medicine. If this continued, he would definitely die!