The hospital air was thick with tension, the sterile walls seeming to close in on them. The faint beeping of machines from nearby rooms was the only sound breaking the unbearable silence.
The doors of the operation room remained tightly shut, and everyone stood frozen outside—Jungkook, his hands clenched into trembling fists, Taehyung, standing motionless, and the rest of the Kim family, watching the scene unfold with unease.
Then suddenly—
The doors burst open, and a doctor rushed out. His face was serious, his forehead lined with stress.
“We need an immediate transplant,” he announced, urgency thick in his voice. “It’s something only a father and son can share—bone marrow compatibility. The child’s condition is deteriorating, and this is the only option left to ensure his survival.”
The entire hallway went dead silent.
Jungkook’s entire body stiffened.
Madam Kim's sharp gaze flickered toward Taehyung. Seokjin and Jimin exchanged glances, their expressions a mix of confusion and realization.
Taehyung inhaled sharply before stepping forward. His voice, low but firm, echoed through the hallway.
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