No Strings Attached

Brodie's eyes were bloodshot as he looked at Clara. "Thank you."

Clara gave a faint, reassuring smile. "You need to stay strong, Brodie. Katherine is counting on you."

"I know."

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The surgeon emerged with a grave expression. "The patient's liver is critically damaged. We need to perform a liver transplant immediately. We've contacted all the donor registries, but there's no match available yet. The family should get tested right away."

When he heared this, Brodie's hands involuntarily clenched into fists.

His voice trembled. "Okay, I'll get tested right now."

Teo chimed in, "I'll get tested too, and I'll call some more people over."

He immediately whipped out his cell phone and dialed a number.

one by one, people started arriving

the test results finally

the doctor and asked, "Well? Did you

match, but your blood type doesn't align with the patient's. Given her weakened state, she can't accept a liver from a different

"How long can my mom hold on? I'll contact relatives abroad

time," the surgeon said solemnly. "The transplant

weight seemed to hit Brodie's back, causing his upright frame

was painfully aware of the

order. His grandfather, halfway across the world, couldn't possibly make it in time. And even if he did, at eighty-years-old, he wouldn't survive such a major

up, "lan's type A blood. Let's have him tested, and I'll

swallowed his fear and

pursuing, even though he knew the odds of a non-relative being a match were

for the test. You stay here with Katherine. Trust me. We will find

him a victorious sign, just like the little girl

light, shining through the cracks in

a storm hit, it was her encouragement that gave