Blood Gushing Out

Frank stiffened, his voice filled with suppressed agony. "Do you hate me this much?" That she refused to show any reaction? To the extent that she wouldn't reveal even a shred of hatred? Frank reached out and grabbed Lucille's chin. He had meant to force her to meet his gaze, but never would he have expected Lucille to cough up a mouthful of fresh blood, gushing out from her nose and mouth! "Bobo!" Frank's heart clenched as he hastily patted Lucille's face. She was falling unconscious, her face as pale as paper, like a delicate porcelain doll. There was no sign of vitality. "Doctor, call the doctor!" Frank roared at the door, "Bring the doctor in now!" Lucille gave a slight reaction, she opened her eyes with difficulty and brought herself to mutter, "No need. I'm fine. Plus, this is poison. No one can cure this poison. I'll be alright after a while..." Lucille curled up from the cold. Seeing the concern in Frank's eyes, she couldn't help sighing. "You deal with your injuries, I'll be f