“Mr. Leonard." The doctor's voice was serious. "After checking, all the bone marrow of your company's employees is not suitable for Aaron."
Leonard sighed, looking very tired. "Is there any news from the bone marrow bank?"
"Not yet."
Leonard was silent for a while, then he went to his son's hospital room. He cautiously pushed the door open, but because he was sick, Aaron seemed especially sensitive, so he immediately asked in a low voice: "Who is it?"
"It's Dad." Leonard tried to smile.
"Dad, I want to go home." Aaron's dry lips moved. "Dad, hug me."
"Wait until you get better, then we can go home." Leonard came to his side and gave him some water.
"Dad, I want to see Mom." Leonard didn't know how many times Aaron had said he wanted to see his mother, but Hong Kong still had no ne
