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Chapter 1183
Maisie laughed. “As a boy matures, he’ll become very determined and will fight for the things that he wants.”
The two doors of the elevator opened slowly, and Maisie walked out of the elevator with Samantha. Both of them
were laughing and chatting with each other while they just so happened to run into Kennedy, who was assigning
some tasks to an employee. The staff member nodded and left, and he nodded and greeted Maisie when he walked
past her. “Ms. Vanderbilt.”
Kennedy looked in Maisie and Samantha’s direction and was astonished. He then walked toward them and smiled at
Samantha.“ Why have you come here on
purpose?”
Maisie raised her eyebrows. “Aunt Samantha is worried that you’d be hungry, so she especially brought you a loving
lunch.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSamantha handed the lunchbox in her hand to him and pretended to complain. “I won’t send another one to you in
the future.” Kennedy laughed. “Okay, I’ll bring a lunch box whenever I leave the house.”
Maisie glanced at them and felt quite happy for them deep down.
Meanwhile, at the hospital…
Patricia paced back and forth anxiously outside the ward as she did not know whether she had found the perfect
match for her son. It was said that the success rate for either one of the biological parents
to be a perfect match was very high, but it was still not an absolute outcome.
After all, she and Alexander had both undergone the matching test, and the test showed that both of them had
failed to match their son.
And Naomi was the other child she had given birth to, so she was the only hope that she had. Anthony was seated
on the bench and waited. He was silent from beginning to end and only stood up when the doctor came out.
Patricia walked forward. “Dr. Leonardsson, how is it?”
Dr. Leonardsson took off his mask and shook his head. “She’s not completely an exact match.”
Patricia was stunned. She grabbed the doctor and became extremely emotional.” What do you mean by she’s not
completely an exact match? The child’s father and I can’t match our son. This donor is my daughter too, so why
isn’t she a match either!?”
She had come looking for Naomi, thinking that she was her only hope. However, that hope was shattered to
smithereens. ‘This is God’s retribution for me! This is my retribution, but why didn’t God aim the retribution directly
at me!?’
Dr. Leonardsson comforted her immediately, “Madam, please calm down. From a medical point of view, the
success rate of biological parents matching is probably the highest, but it’s not 100% absolute. Although the
probability of your other daughter being a match is lower, not being an exact match doesn’t mean that the process
will be unsuccessful. There’s another method, but it’s one that even volunteers may not agree to undergo.” Patricia
took a deep breath. “What’s the method?”
Dr. Leonardsson replied, “We can collect hematopoietic stem cells through a bone marrow aspiration. This can
improve the success rate of getting a match, but this kind of surgery is more traumatic, and we’ll only suggest this
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmto donors who are relatives or friends of the patient.”
Patricia seemed to have lost all her strength and let go of her grasp.
‘Naomi and Zephir are only half-siblings. It’s already very kind of her that she’s willing to donate bone marrow to
Zephir. How can I persuade Naomi into agreeing to this operation?’ She covered her face and wept.
Anthony walked up to Dr. Leonardsson.” Will this procedure harm one’s well-being?”
Patricia was stunned and could not help but stare at Anthony.
Dr. Leonardsson shook his head. “It won’t cause great harm to the body. but it’ll be a lot more painful and a little
harsh for the honor. “Furthermore, this is the only way left.
After all, it’s very unlikely to find a perfect match in such a short time. The child’s condition has started to
deteriorate, and the
procedure can’t be delayed for too long. We must perform the procedure within half a year.”
Anthony did not utter a single word after that.
In the ward, Naomi looked at the boy who was sitting on the hospital bed and reading a book with a mask on. The
boy was very quiet, and his skin complexion was so pale that it looked bloodless.
Zephir raised his head to glance at her and took the initiative to hand her a book. “Do you want one to kill some
time?”
Naomi’s gaze landed on the book, and she took it from him. “Do you like reading books?”
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