His Sweet Bella
King asked inquisitively.
"O negative type," three of them said in unison. Mr. King fell silent, thinking something.
"My blood is O negative and I am healthy to donate," King turned to the doctor. Both the girls stared at him in surprise.
"Lead the way, doctor," King told the doctor. Without losing a moment, the doctor started leading him towards the room.
Tears of relief washed down her eyes. She clasped her hands and looked up towards heaven. God finally heard her prayers.