Chapter 938 Bury The Hatchet

• The concern in his voice was so palpable that it pierced the calm atmosphere around them.
• Lysander had just risen to her feet when Josiah reached out to steady her, offering reassurance with a gentle, “Don't worry, everything's fine. I just got a call from the blood bank. They have a critically ill patient with the same rare blood type as mine undergoing surgery, and they're running short on blood. They need our help urgently.”
• His blood type was Rh-negative blood, with only a handful of people sharing this unique trait. It was standard for those with rare blood types to register with the blood bank, ready to help in emergencies whenever called upon.