427.Chapter 427

Hearing Lyra's words, Spencer felt a lump in his throat. He knew she suffered from severe anemia, and any blood loss would be a significant drain on her body.

"Spencer, hurry! We're running out of time. The golden treatment window is only fifteen minutes, and five have already passed," Lyra urged, pulling out a silver needle and thrusting it toward him. Closing her eyes, she offered her hand to Sp