Mr Hewitt Is The Most Compatible Organ Donor

Kai fetched him a cup of espresso from the cafeteria downstairs. Austyn downed it in one gulp. He went into a restroom to wash his face and collect his thoughts. When he returned to the doctor’s office, he had regained his composure. ‘One month?’ he asked without preamble. Dr Manning nodded. ‘And that’s the best-case scenario without a transplant. The worst case is two weeks.’ Austyn felt as if there was a giant boulder pressing down on his heart, making it difficult to breathe. Dr Manning pulled open his drawer and produced a white ring binder. Austyn didn’t need to look inside to know what it was. He was the one who gave Dr Manning that binder a year ago. It contained the medical history of a patient, followed by the results of an immunological test. The results of tissue typing were encouraging. The last ten pages were the results from a series of laboratory tests, to assess the patient’s haematological system, clotting mechanism, baseline kidney function, etcetera. ‘Mr McCarthy, my