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.

people started

passed, and the test results finally

asked,

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

my mom hold on? I'll contact relatives abroad to get

no time," the surgeon said solemnly. "The transplant must happen today, or

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

painfully aware of the severity

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

type A blood. Let's have him tested, and I'll round up some more A

fear and nodded his

worth pursuing, even though he knew

the doctor to lan's room for the test. You

victorious sign, just like the little girl

beacon of light, shining through the

time a storm hit, it was her encouragement that gave him