The sudden turn of events stunned everyone, and for a moment, they scrambled to react.
Someone moved to take her from Cillian Forrest's arms, but one glance from him made the person instinctively retract their hands.
"Hurry up and get a medical bed!" Ethan Cross urged from the side.
Right. Of course.
His words snapped them to attention, and they immediately began preparing the medical equipment.
They were, after all, the military district's medical team. After a moment of disarray, they began preparing the various instruments with practiced efficiency, their movements exceptionally swift.
Cillian Forrest lifted her and placed her on the medical bed. As he was about to stand up, Sophie Wexler subconsciously gripped his hand.
His spiritual power flowed slowly into Sophie Wexler's Spiritual Sea through their skin-to-skin contact.
Seeing this, Ethan Cross's expression changed. "Your Spiritual Sea..." he said, worried.
