Chapter 522

Zion's and my expressions changed drastically. Then, we kicked the door hard. Finally, the door was kicked open, and we ran over in a panic.

The white sheets on the bed were stained red with blood. Rachel's palms lay open, blood gushing from the cut blood vessels in her wrists. Her face was now drained of color. The bed was adorned with scarlet rose petals, evoking a strange and unsettling ambiance.

"He's laughing at me! He's laughing at me!" the murderer roared crazily. He turned around and ran out. Zion and I ignored him. We hurried over to check on Rachel's condition.

"Zion, there's been significant blood loss, and her pulse is very weak. Get her to the doctor right away!" I urgently yelled.

Zion's entire body trembled with fear. He hastily scooped up Rachel and sprinted toward the medical capsule with all his might.

"You'll be fine, Rachel. Nothing will happen to you," Zion said, his voice choked with sobs and trembling.

I hurriedly rushed outside, only to realize that Steven hadn't followed me. He remained by the bed, gazing at the blood pooling on the sheets. He grazed it with his fingertips, bringing them to his nose to smell.

gazed at him with doubt,

Losing more than 50% of this volume can lead to complete loss of the body's blood pumping function, ultimately causing the heart

but the cruise ship is too far from the port to access a blood reserve. She

stood there, frozen. I unconsciously

I suddenly realized the immense significance of faith and the potential for a miracle to occur. What if she

ship be equipped with blood supplies? How logical is that? What is the true intention behind this

a commotion?" Steven lifted his

part of their calculated plan, including Rachel's life-threatening blood

I understood instantly. I sprinted toward the medical area in a panic,

were

in cardiac

Zion, offering words of

on this cruise ship..." Joel also realized

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