Chapter 56 - Invitation (3)

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"Lord!"

Fran rushed in and opened the door.

The smell of blood filled the room.

"...oh my god."

Tierra, who also eventually entered the room, covered her mouth.

"Close the door quickly, are you going to let everyone know about Ruel-nim's condition?"

Cassion said in a grumpy tone.

"I apologize."

Tierra hastily closed the door.

"How's it going?"

"You don't have to make a fuss."

Who the hell called Fran?

Ruel shot a look at Cassion.

"What do you mean by a fuss? I hear you vomited blood. Blood, nothing else."

Unlike her bewildered face, Fran sat calmly and checked Ruel's condition.

"As always, they are only symptoms."

Thanks to the medicine Tierra gave him, the pain stopped.

He was just lying in bed dizzy because he was vomiting blood.

Compared to before, the recovery speed has improved.

"Will you be careful next time? I don't want to worry the people here."

"There was no rush. I will be careful next time."

Fran lowered her hand and opened her mouth.

"The condition is... It's just like before the Lord left."

Fran's stiff expression softened a little.

Ruel raised the corners of his mouth.

In fact, before Fran came, Leo ate black things until his stomach was full.

Perhaps Fran was surprised because of the smell of blood in the room.

Ruel stroked Leo's head. A commendable fellow.

"Do you have anything to say?"

After the examination, – when his condition was called 'absolutely stable' – it was time to leave, but Fran sat with a complaining face.

"Did you feel the cold wind?"

"Yes."

Fran grasped my hand at my bold answer.

"After you left, you came back with another disease."

She could not raise her voice and was seen holding back her anger.

Ruel also held back his laughter.

"You have a cold. It's showing signs of getting worse, so I'll prescribe you some medicine."

No wonder I had a runny nose.

Standing in front of Liberan's mansion seemed to be the cause of trouble.

"I will prepare for treatment starting tomorrow."

Fran said firmly.

"No, start the day after tomorrow. Get some sleep now. It's a pity to see you like this."

From looking at her face, I couldn't tell who the patient was or who the doctor was.

"That's all right. I'm more afraid that your condition will get worse any minute. You don't know how many times my heart dropped when I got here today."

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