Chapter 91 - DNA Report
Chapter 91 – DNA Report
After meeting Rachel, Noah went to meet Ian in his cabin. Ian had informed him about an emergency and had asked for him to wait. So, Noah had to wait for Ian to come back.
Although Noah arrived first to the cabin, it did not take long for Ian to come. He looked exhausted, there were dark circles under his eyes and his hair had become messy.
"Look at you. What happened?" Noah asked giving him a thorough look.
"I am overworked. When Aria was here, we would share the workload. Since her absence, I have to take care of her patients in addition to mine. It has become stressful." Ian took a bottle of water and gulped it down.
"Don't you have other doctors who can handle these patients?"
"We do have them, but they are still inexperienced. I cannot hand over a major case to them yet. And the other senior doctors already have cases till the brim."
"Pity."
"You have no idea. For three days straight, I have been sleeping in the hospital. I am relieved now that Aria is returning to work tomorrow, otherwise I would have gone crazy."
"Hmm."
"By the way, why didn't you bring her with you?"
"I had some work to attend to on the plane. I did not want Aria to find out about it."
Ian nodded. There were some things which better remained as secrets.
"Anyway, how is the woman who was involved in the accident?"
"She is fine, although she is unconscious now. She will wake up in four or five days."
Noah took a sigh of relief. "Make sure she gets the best treatment, I don't want her to suffer because of my sister's mistake."
"Sure."
"How far are you in making the antidote?" Noah asked after some time.
"I have prepared it, I only need to test if there are any side effects. It will be done by this week. I'll give you a call once I am done."
"Thank you."
"You don't have to thank me. It is my duty and we all want him to survive. He is a good man who fell prey for those assholes tricks. "
"You have no idea how happy I am right now. Finally, I can tell Aria the truth."
"Same here. After I found out that she is Oliver's daughter, I have been consumed with guilt. I hope everything ends well."
"Hmm."
"So, now you are back, how do you wish to handle your father's ex-wife?"
"She is still alive?" Noah asked surprised. He had thought that the three people would have been dead by the time he returned to the country.
"Barely. Joshua made sure to keep them alive as they are your culprits. It's only right for you to punish them.
"I'll give a visit to the base when I am free."
"I think you will not be free from on."
"What do you mean?"
"Now that you have a girlfriend, when will you have time for us let alone the base?" Ian teased.
"Not a bad idea. I'll hand over all those matters to Joshua and you. I can spend more time with my girl." Noah smiled. He was happy with just the thought of it.
Ian sneered looking at Noah's smile. "Don't you dare."
"Try me."
"Then in that case, I'll hand over as many cases as possible to Aria once she reports to work. That way, even if you are free, she will not be able to meet you."
"Don't you dare." This time Noah glared at him.
"Try me." Ian shot back Noah's words to him.
At that moment there was a knock at the door and a nurse walked in. At first she was a little dazed to see Noah in the cabin. She knew who he was, there would be news of his achievements every alternate day on the TV. Why would he be here? Later, she realized that it was usual for him to be at the hospital as his sister was hospitalized and Dr. Davis was his friend. She calmed her heart and looked at Ian.
"Doctor Davis, this is the DNA report you asked for." She managed to squeak out the words. Her heart was fluttering in the presence of two dashing men.
"Thank you." Ian smiled at her gratefully. However, he did not know that his gesture had ignited fireworks in the poor woman's heart. She scurried away blushing.
"What report is that?" Noah asked as he looked at the file.
"Have you heard about Norman Litner?"
"No. Is it someone I should know?"
"He won the Nobel Prize three years ago. He has opened the National Psychology Institute and his research in Minds and Depression has gained him many accolades."
"Okay. So?"
"He is a cancer patient and is admitted in our hospital. He has a granddaughter and I took her to meet Rachel today. She feels that I look quite similar to her.
"Oh. What about his family? You could find out more about his offspring and in case he has a missing son."
"Mr. Litner had two sons. Violet's parents passed away in a car accident."
"What about the second son?"
"According to what I have heard he went missing when he was just six or seven years old."
"So, you feel he might be your family?"
"I don't know. I don't want to have high hopes."
"Is this the DNA report between you and Mr. Litner?"
"Yes."
"Open the report then. Maybe you might be his son." Noah said hopefully. He sincerely wished for the DNA to match. He knew how badly Ian wanted to know about his parents.
Ian slowly opened the reports and checked it thoroughly. After studying it carefully, he sighed.
"What is the result?"
"I am his son, the DNA matches 99.99 percent."
"Congratulations," Noah said happily.
Ian gave him a smile. Although he was happy, he was still not able to accept that he had found his family. It looked like a movie plot to him, unbelievable and crazy. He had a lot of questions in his mind, about his family, about himself.
The one question that was bugging him the most was, 'How did I get separated from my family?'
It looked like only the old man could give him the answers. Amidst the confusion, he was also happy as now his father could be saved. He could be the donor for the bone marrow transplant.
"What do you want to do next?" Noah asked observing his expressions.
"First I want to save him. Let's see what happens next."
"Fair enough." Noah agreed.
"In that case, I'll take your leave. Yeah, also first save your father. You can concentrate on the antidote later."
"Thanks," Ian said gratefully. He could make the antidote anytime. But his father's health was deteriorating every second. So he had to save him first. He was truly happy for having such understanding friends.
Without wasting any time he took off, now he had a lot of things to do.