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 Steve