After meeting Noah, Ian rushed to the cancer ward to meet his father. He had just finished his chemo session and was lying unconscious on the bed. Ian stared at the weak and fragile man for a long time. He could not express how he was feeling at that moment. He was happy about getting to know about his family but also sad when he saw his father suffering from a deadly disease. He was also curious about his past.

He stared at his father for a while, the intense chemo session had made Norman go bald. He looked thin, yet there was peace and tranquility on his face. He did not know for how long he was standing just looking at his father. It was only when the nurse who was in charge of Norman came to check on him, did he move from his place.

Taking a last look at his father, he walked out of the ward and went searching for the doctor who was handling Norman's case.

"Dr. Patterson," Ian called her out as soon as he saw her going towards the canteen with her other female colleagues.

"Dr. Davis." The lady nodded at her friends to proceed without her and she would join them later.

"Yes, doctor. How may I help you?" She asked him as soon as her colleagues left them alone.

"Dr. Patterson, I think we found a match for Mr. Litner."

"Really? That's great." Dr. Patterson said excited. Which good doctor wouldn't want their patient to get well as early as possible?

"Yes."

"Who is the donor?"

"Me," Ian said although he did not reveal that he was actually Norman's son.

"That's great news, doctor. But first, I must do some tests on you to confirm the match. We don't want to take risks."

"Fair enough."

"So, when shall we start the procedure?"

"As soon as you are free doctor. Yes, tomorrow I'll be on leave. So, I am fine with any day later."

"Yeah, I have work tomorrow too. So, then how about the day after?"

"Great, but remember not to schedule any important cases during this process. You might feel some weakness and I don't recommend you to take any stress."

"Yes doctor." He was happy that Aria was returning. He could hand over his cases to her until his recovery.

"So, if there is nothing else, I'll take your leave."

Ian nodded. Although he wanted to call and inform about the same to John, he wanted to wait until he was perfectly sure that he could be a donor. So, he dismissed the idea. He did not want to give them false hopes.

He then saw the time, there were still ten minutes for his shift to end. So he decided to give Rachel a visit, before going back home. Before that he wanted to drop by Valarie's ward and take a look at her.

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Meanwhile in Valarie's ward.

Preston and Ryder were still inside the ward and were contemplating on what to do. Although they had approached the hospital staff, they were denied permission to access the CCTV footage. They could not reveal their true identity or else they could have easily secured the recordings.

At that moment, the door to the ward opened and a man who looked to be in his late twenties entered inside. By the looks of it, he looked like a doctor.

Ian glanced at the two people in the ward.

"Are you visiting the patient?"

"Yes," Preston answered.

"The visiting hours will end in ten minutes."

"Okay. We'll leave." Preston said again.

"Wait."

"Yes?" Ryder turned to look at him.

Ian took out the ID card he had picked up when Valarie was wheeled into the operating room.

"This fell down when the lady was taken into the OT." He held out the card for them to take.

The two men looked at the card first and then at Ian. This continued a few times until Ian cleared his throat.

"That means.."

"I know she is a Deputy at the Intelligence."

Ryder coughed while Preston scratched his head. They took the ID card and Preston pocketed it. Hearing Ian tell them about him knowing the truth, an idea flashed in Ryder's mind.

"Doctor..."

"Davis."

"Yes, Dr. Davis. You already know that she works for the Intelligence. In fact, both of us too work with her. So, I have a request, more like a favor."

"Yes."

"I would like to view the CCTV recording of this ward."

Ian was taken aback. He did not expect the men to ask him such a favor. He was not sure why they wanted the footage.

"May I ask why?"

"How shall I say this?" Ryder stopped talking. He did not know whether to tell the truth about the accident or not. He was not sure who Ian was and whether he was related to the people who wanted his Deputy dead.

"Look Mister, without a request from the police we cannot give you the recordings. Also we need to know what your reason is for asking to view them." Ian said calmly.

"Look Dr. Davis, the situation is like this." Preston started as soon as he realized that Ian would not bend to their wishes and Ryder did not know how to continue.

"The car crash was not an accident, it was planned."

"What?" Ian was shocked once again. It took him a lot of time to grasp what he had just heard.

"Yes. Her car brakes weren't working when she was driving it. Someone had tampered with it."

Ian looked forth between Preston and Ryder to see if they were lying. But he couldn't find any traces of them lying.

"Hmm."

"Also, only two of us know about her being admitted in this hospital. Not even our Chief knows about it."

"Okay. How is this related to the CCTV footage? Why do you even want them?"

"You see, before we entered the ward, somebody else had come here."

"How do you know that?"

"That...." Preston hesitated to tell him the truth.

"He has the smell of a bloodhound. He smelt a highly expensive cologne in this room when we came in." Ryder revealed.

"Makes sense." He was not surprised by their special abilities. He knew many people who could detect various smells, one of them was Ronnie.

"So, would you help us?" Preston asked.

"That, I need some time. I need to talk with my superiors before I can make a decision. But I suggest you to get a police warrant. It will be easier."

The two people remained silent. They knew they could get the recording easily with the help of the police. However, once the police got involved, the matters would definitely reach their enemies and the danger would increase.

Looking at the two men, Ian sighed. He knew how risky it was for them to approach the police.

"Okay, I'll try my best to get the footage."

"Thank you." Preston and Ryder said at the same time.

"Not a problem. The visiting hours are over now."

"We are leaving."

The two men sincerely thanked Ian for co-operating with them before leaving. Now Ian was left with the task of retrieving the recording.