Afterwards came another intense bout of coughing, "Cough cough cough—"
As Han Chen had said, she coughed up fresh red blood.
Qi Wuya had seen too much blood in his life, even taking pleasure in the blood of others, but this kind of blood coughed up disgusted him.
However, his face did not show it, and he even walked over with eyes full of tenderness and held her icy hand, "You've actually become this ill. Had I known sooner, I wouldn't have let him bring you here. I've caused you to suffer."
His eyes showed annoyance and a look of self-reproach.
Seeing how concerned he was, He Hongzhao suddenly felt all her pain vanish.
She shook her head with a smile, "Mr. Jiu, don't say that. I, I cough cough cough—"
She couldn't stop coughing.
She probably knew that her coughing up blood was disgusting, so she pulled away from his hand and covered her mouth with her sleeve.
"Bring some ginseng tea over."
Qi Wuya instructed a Palace Attendant nearby.
