I kept praying to God that my son gets well, he was my first child.

The body was weak and the child was born very early

She needed blood, there was no one to give blood, I wanted to give my blood, I asked the doctor to give my blood.

But the doctor said that if he survives, he will be saved, don’t worry, your blood will not be his, your blood group is different.

While I was praying to God, my elder brother’s group joined his group and the process of blood transfusion had started. I could not see him because he was in another hospital.