"My lady's pulse is weak." Doctor Carlton furrowed his brows as he pressed his fingers against my wrist. He had already done a full body check-up and asked me quite a long list of questions.
"Am I dying?" I inquired when he released my hand.
Doctor Carlton gazed at me worriedly before shifting his attention to Luis, who was sitting around the table near the window. Why did the quack have to look at him instead of answering me?
"Your pulse is weak and your health is deteriorating. However, there is something that is bothering me. I still can't say what exactly caused your bleeding coughs and nosebleed. I need further research. My apologies." The doctor let out a deep sigh as he stared at me straight in the eye. "For now, I will prescribe you some medicine for nausea."
