Hospital.
After the blood test was done, it was already more than an hour later.
Lady Hyde stood next to Brandan, her face pale as snow, with eyes still red. Her tears hadn't stopped throughout the entire check-up.
Brandan had no words to comfort her; compared to Lady Hyde's fear, he seemed exceptionally calm.
"Doctor, how is my son doing now?"
The doctor, after reviewing the examination report, adjusted his glasses, glanced at Brandan, and then said softly, "As you expected, Young Hyde's condition has worsened recently… For now, it would be best to remain in the hospital for observation. In the future, he may experience fever and other complications. If not treated promptly, it could be very dangerous."
Lady Hyde hurriedly nodded her head, "Alright, alright, we will admit him today."
The doctor hesitated for a moment and then asked, "I see on my computer that there is a match for Young Hyde's bone marrow. Is the donor unwilling to donate the marrow to Young Hyde?"
