Is A Bleeding Tongue Dangerous Novels & Stories

~Dough’s Point of View~ “Leia, can you hear me,” I yelled, as I dropped into the car. I was getting cuts from the glass but I ignored it. My adrenaline was in overdrive. My mate was possibly dying. I hadn’t even kissed her yet, heard her sweet voice. It was not her time. I reached down to try and unbuckle her belt, but it was jammed. I growled and bared my canines, biting it until it ripped enough.

The doctor nodded. “Yes. Both are present. Both are stable.” Elijah finally spoke. “Is the bleeding related to that?” A pause. Then— “Light bleeding at this stage can happen in twin pregnancies. It doesn’t automatically indicate danger,” she explained. “We will monitor her closely, but right now there is no sign of immediate threat.” Something inside my chest loosened slightly. Not fully. But enough to breathe. Elijah didn’t move. He was still staring at the screen. At them.

"If you don't have the surgery, the bleeding could become life-threatening. The tissue is already pressing against your intestines and your bladder. It will only get worse and the pain will increase. The bleeding will become more frequent, eventually, it will—" She couldn't finish her words. I lay there, listening to the machines beep. The same sound, a similar room with the same news delivered in different style and intensity.. "How long?" I asked. She hesitated. "A few months maybe. But every month you wait, the damage becomes more permanent, the surgery becomes more dangerous and the risk of internal bleeding—" "I understand," I cut her off, unable to hear more. She was quiet for a moment

I bit my tongue to bring myself back to reality, only to feel the burning sensation on my palm. I watched as he held my palm and cleaned my wounds with antiseptic on cotton, causing me pain. Even when he washed my hand or removed the glass pieces, I didn't feel the pain, but this medicine was enough to cause discomfort. It felt like someone sprinkling chilli on my wounds, making my eyes well up, but I bit my tongue even harder to control my tears. "You're bleeding from your mouth. What's happening here?" Leo stared at me with wide eyes, and I immediately stopped biting my tongue. I could taste the metallic tang on my tongue, making me realise that I unintentionally injured myself.

Something dangerous. "Is that what you think?" His voice is quieter now. That's worse. That's so much worse. "You think I cleared the penthouse so I could force you?" "I think you're an Alpha who's used to getting what he wants." "I am." He takes a step toward me. Just one. "And what I want is for you to survive the next forty-eight hours. Your body is crashing, Arielle. The Heat isn't just uncomfortable—it's dangerous. If your temperature keeps climbing, if your cycle keeps escalating unchecked after years of chemical abuse, you could have a seizure. Organ failure. Cardiac arrest."

His raw, actively peeling tongue—still catastrophically damaged and actively bleeding from licking the rusted metal dog bowls—weakly extended. He pressed his tongue directly against the sharp, expensive leather of her stiletto. The bitter, freezing taste of the dirty rainwater and gritty mud violently coated his severely ruined tastebuds, immediately mixing with the thick, metallic tang of his own fresh blood actively dripping from his split lip. He desperately, agonizingly dragged his bleeding tongue across the immaculate shoe, physically, meticulously licking the microscopic dirt completely away.

She shrank to the corner and stopped talking. After a long time, the doctor came out. "Doctor, how is our miss? Is her baby safe?" Sage asked hurriedly. "Fortunately, she was rescued in time and the mother and the child were out of danger, but..." The doctor was about to say something, but hesitated with a bad expression on his face. "But what?" Mary's heart skipped a beat. "Ms. Xu's blood test report shows that this bleeding is probably caused by medicine. It's not sure if this child will be affected." the doctor said.

My body was tense, my face blank. “While examining your husband, we found that he has a blood disorder—Acute Idiopathic Thrombocytopenic Purpura (ITP),” the doctor said, then paused, letting the words settle. My eyes widened in surprise. He continued without waiting for a response. “This occurs when the body suddenly stops producing enough platelets or starts attacking its own blood cells. One of the symptoms includes spontaneous bleeding—nosebleeds, bleeding gums, even ear bleeding in rare cases. That’s what has happened to your husband.”

She shrank to the corner and stopped talking. After a long time, the doctor came out. "Doctor, how is our miss? Is her baby safe?" Sage asked hurriedly. "Fortunately, she was rescued in time and the mother and the child were out of danger, but..." The doctor was about to say something, but hesitated with a bad expression on his face. "But what?" Mary's heart skipped a beat. "Ms. Valery's blood test report shows that this bleeding is probably caused by medicine. It's not sure if this child will be affected." the doctor said.

She shrank to the corner and stopped talking. After a long time, the doctor came out. "Doctor, how is our miss? Is her baby safe?" Sage asked hurriedly. "Fortunately, she was rescued in time and the mother and the child were out of danger, but..." The doctor was about to say something, but hesitated with a bad expression on his face. "But what?" Mary's heart skipped a beat. "Ms. Valery's blood test report shows that this bleeding is probably caused by medicine. It's not sure if this child will be affected." the doctor said.