Hanahaki Disease Novels & Stories

It was as if thorny roots were tightening their grip on her heart and sprouting more and more cherry blossom petals for her to expel with excruciating pain. Coughing up blood and those petals was truly bringing her closer to death. Hanahaki. That was how the disease deeply rooted in Eira’s body worked. Hanahaki arose from unrequited love. Or more precisely, because Eira loved a man who hated her. The more Kael showed his hatred, the worse Eira’s condition became. “Do you really want to stand there all day, you damn woman?” Eira’s reverie was shattered. She immediately walked off to the kitchen to prepare breakfast before Kael left for the office.

“You’re a f*cking homeless woman! You dare to control me? I gave you food to eat and water to drink, and saved you from dying of stink and rotting to hell in that sort of place! How dare you control me?” Hana, who had only given birth to her baby a few months earlier, was beaten up by Hector so badly that she could not go to work for a few days. Just when Hana was recovering from her injuries at home, she heard even worse and an even more shocking news. That widow, who had been imprisoned, had been diagnosed with a kind of dirty disease. The disease could not be detected by blood test at the very beginning. It can only be detected after a month and a half.

she asked, with a curious gleam in her eyes. Hanna rolled her eyes. "Yes, yes, it might have been her. I don't know her name," she replied, unwillingly. Lory stood up and approached Hanna, examining her face closely. The ointment spread across it tried to disguise something, but Lory couldn't help a slight smile. "What kind of skin problem do you have?" she asked softly. Hanna looked away. "A rare and little-studied disease. I... feel a lot of burning and pain, so I can't remove the ointment from my face."

"Those petals weren't put in his mouth for some sexual fun. They came from his lungs. Mr. Shiloh has a rare disease called Hanahaki Disease. Only a few people in the world have it. It's a disease that some folks refer to as a beautiful and deadly disease. It's caused by a deep loss and missing someone they loved." I was surprised to hear such a long explanation from the doctor in the hallway of the hospital. I'm pretty surprised to hear about this for the first time, especially since I haven't heard of anyone with a terminal illness just because they feel certain things.

He chuckles. I roll my eyes. "Hannah, you are okay with the names?" "As long as it makes my husband happy," she smiles. "And besides, I don't mind at all. China was my choice of name." "Oh, brother," I groan. "Hannah, you need to get checked out at the hospital." "Why?" "Because you have contracted a rare disease known as Mark's Idiocy." "Shut up, Lil." Mark's groan made his wife burst into laughter.

The doctor was silent for a while. "What kind of Desease, Doc." The doctor smiled at her. "It's HanaHaki." "What is the Hanahaki Disease?" And suddenly another Doctor came. She's Doctora Dela Cruz as it is written in her name plate. "The Hanahaki Disease is an illness born from one-sided love, where the patient throws up and coughs up flower petals when they suffer from one-sided love. The infection can be removed through surgery, but the feelings disappear along with the petals. "