The tension that had gripped Gavin loosened slightly as he eagerly asked, "Who?"
"It's Mr. Adamson. We're glad to inform you that his liver matches your mother's very well, even the blood type. You can rest easy now. The surgery will surely go smoothly."
Gavin's brow furrowed as he asked, "But he just suffered burns and hasn't fully recovered. Can he take the surgery?"
The doctor patted his shoulder and comforted him. "It will be fine. That's also what Mr. Adamson wanted me to tell you. He said he's willing to endure any hardship if it means saving your mother. I'll prepare for the surgery right now. Please wait outside."
Soon, Frederic was secretly wheeled into the operating room.
To keep it confidential, he used a pseudonym, and his head was bandaged.
Only the attending physician k
