The bone marrow transplant had been completed successfully and Norman's body had accepted Ian's marrow. Although in the beginning, there were some complications when his body refused the new marrow. After trying another time, his body accepted it with great difficulty. Now, both the donor and acceptor were lying unconscious.
Aria and Noah were in Ian's ward, taking care of him. It had been four hours since the transplant and he would be waking up anytime soon. So, they were waiting for him to open his eyes.
"Ian is so cool," Aria commented as she sat beside Noah.
"He sure is," Noah said. It was not easy for anybody to donate their bone marrow. Moreover, the patient was Ian's biological father, from whom he had got separated since the age of five. One must have great strength to something like that.
Ian stirred slowly. Aria observed this slight movement and got up to take a look at him. His eyelashes fluttered and his fingers moved.
