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CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT- Organ thief

Penulis: BONI
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Josephine

My computer screen glared at me, too bright from the dim lighting of my room . Fingers hovered over the mouse, frozen mid-air, while contemplating if I should click the folder open.

Taking a deep breath to calm my racing heart, I click open. My eyes scan through the rows of random files and folders, swallowing thickly.

I clicked on the first document.

PATIENT: Adrian Chevalier

DIAGNOSIS: Chronic kidney failure- End stage

CAUSES: Long-term hypertension

RECOMMENDED TREATMENT: Immediate kidney transplant

BLOOD TYPE: AB+

Match found at Saint Peterson’s Memorial Hospital, storage unit RA-4. Male in his early twenties, blood type AB+, brain dead on life support.

I could hear my pulse thumping in my head.

What the hell was all this?....

How is it possible that there was currently a body in the abandoned storage rooms of the hospital?

My heart slammed into my chest by the severity of such responsibility. This poor man wasn’t a donor. He was technically alive
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