Florian clenched his fists tight.

‘I’m sorry, Grandpa. I really don’t want to donate my bone marrow, and I have no other choice. If I donate my bone marrow now, how will I lead the family in the future?’ Florian thought.

“Grandpa. Grandpa?” he mumbled softly.

Old Master Darby did not respond. He must have fallen asleep.

Seeing no reaction, Florian was excited and nervous. After locking the door from the inside, he walked to the side of the bed.

Yumi took a few deep breaths before she