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White and black filled my vision. "Endure it a little more." Conrad's cold voice made goosebumps settle on my skin. "Ugh! My throat hurts from screaming. And tears kept flowing at the side of my eyes. The moment I looked down, realization hit me like a truck. "Why am I...b-bleeding?!" Dark red oozed out of me like water from a broken pipe. The white bedsheet is now stained with my blood and my previously lilac nightgown cannot be recognized by it's soft color anymore.

Canna P.O.V. My mother looked at me skeptically, still concerned about my injury. "Are you sure?" she asked, her eyes fixed on my finger. I nodded, pulling my finger out of my mouth to show her. "See, I'm fine," I said, holding up my finger to demonstrate. However, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease as I examined the cut. It was strange that the bleeding had stopped so suddenly, and I couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. "That's weird," I muttered under my breath, "it's not bleeding anymore." I lifted my finger to show my mother, but all I felt was a numb sensation. How could a deep cut just stop bleeding like that?

Sebastian held on tightly to Rex's arm with difficulty as he tried to squeeze out the stagnant blood, but patients in that condition had very viscous blood, which made it very difficult to get it out. "I'll help you." Howell knew what Sebastian was trying to do, so he followed Sebatian's example and began rubbing Rex's other arm. "You're killing him! Don't touch the patient!" Bailey yelled in fury. "Shut up!" Sebastian said coldly. Madeline frowned and said, "Dr. Ballard, he's bleeding internally in the head. Letting out blood from his fingertips isn't going to have any effect." "Will this really be effective, Dr. Ballard?" one of the students asked.

But when she looked at the grey carpet and saw droplets of blood on it, she immediately panicked. What should I do if I'm bleeding? Where is the medicine box? He seemed to be ...In the cabinet on the left of the TV, Betty said. This time, she really didn't dare stand up, because she would feel dizzy the moment she stood up. So, like an injured person, she kneeled down and crawled over. A drunk person, no matter what, was obviously stupid. Betty even forgot what she was doing after a while. It was only when she looked down to see droplets of blood on the floor that she suddenly remembered to take the medicine box.

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.

Leon was not angry, he hugged Sarah and comforted Sarah, Leon's actions were very gentle, and he said softly. "Sarah, don't be scared. This is not your fault. However, I have a question to ask you. Do you have hemophilia? Why don't you tell me this?" Leon wanted to investigate this matter more closely, he felt that a lot of strange things were going on there. Leon's words startled Sarah, who looked at Leon with bewildered eyes, like she was listening to a strange story, she said. "Are you saying that I have hemophilia? Hemophilia is a symptom of bleeding that persists when injured and can't be stopped for a short time, right?"

"Now, goddammit!" As though waking up from a midnight haze, the middle-aged male nurse on the right jumped from his chair. He scrambled for whatever paperwork he needed. "What's the problem?" Aleksander glanced down at me for a moment. Unsure of the extent of my situation, his brows angled as he gathered an appropriate statement. "She's losing a lot of blood." The nurse pointedly met my eyes. His hands halted on a clipboard. "Ma'am, is it menstrual blood?" "No. It's different. Something's wrong."

Hands resting calmly in front of him. “I’m going to be honest,” he said. The room stayed quiet. “We cannot find any clinical explanation.” No one spoke. The words settled slowly. He continued. “Your vitals are stable. The scans show nothing alarming. There is no physical injury that explains the bleeding.” He glanced at Damien again. “Medically speaking… we cannot determine the cause.”

Blood flowed freely from a gaping wound on his forehead, pooling sickeningly on the floor. Tears blurred my vision as I tore a part of my top, ripping under my desperate fingers. I pressed the material against his head to reduce the bleeding, watching as the pale blue cotton immediately darkened to crimson. My fingers trembled uncontrollably, smearing blood across my hands, the scent filling my nostrils and making my stomach lurch violently. "Dad, please, please stay with me," I sobbed uncontrollably, my voice breaking with anguish. His blood felt warm against my cold hands, a horrifying reminder of the life draining from him.

"Bloodstain Boundaries!" In a flash, a large stream of blood gushed out of Charles's wound profusely as if it was suppressed for a long time, finally finding a release outlet. Then, just like torrential rain, the blood poured on the Eight Desolate God-Terminator Halberd not far away.