Fated love: the unwanted bride-Chapter 799 - : Shyly Looking at Him

Chapter 799: Chapter 799: Shyly Looking at Him

There were many children in the children’s hospital, some were wearing oversized patient gowns, some sitting motionless.

Chale Cheney was scared of the hospital and clung tightly to Charles Mcintosh’s hand.

Charles Mcintosh took him to the doctor for a comprehensive check-up and treated his skin wounds.

“Mr. Mcintosh, Chale Cheney is fine. He just needs to take care of his wounds, avoid contact with water, and apply medication on time,” the doctor advised.

“Hmm.”

“The little guy has good physical health and should fully recover in three days.”

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“Thank you, doctor,” Charles Mcintosh said.

It was an hour later when the comprehensive check-up was complete, Charles Mcintosh had stayed with Chale Cheney all along.

When he went to get the report, Chale Cheney sat in a chair talking to a little girl who was ill.

The little girl was dressed in a short white coat, with a pink bow headband on her head. She looked cute and chubby.

“What’s your name?”

“I’m Sweetie.”

“Are you sick?” Chale Cheney asked, propping up his cheek.

“Hmm, I have a cold. My mom took me to see the doctor.”

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“Where is your mom?”

“Mom went to get medicine. Hmm, there she is, look!” The little girl pointed to a young woman not far away, “That’s my mom, isn’t she beautiful?”

“Of course she is beautiful, I can tell just by looking at you.” Chale Cheney smiled.

When Chale Cheney smiled, he had two charming dimples. He was handsome, and at this moment even more so.

The little girl looked at him shyly and couldn’t help but take a few extra peeks.

“How old are you?” the little girl asked.

“Three and a half years old.”

“I am also three years old.” The little girl looked at him and thought, the young brother looks so handsome.

“You have to take medicine to get better from a cold,” Chale Cheney said.

“Medicine…is bitter,” the little girl frowned.

“That’s how you can get better. When you get well, you’ll become beautiful.”

“Young brother, am I beautiful now?” the little girl asked seriously.

“You are already very beautiful now, and you will be even more beautiful in the future.” Chale Cheney took a candy out of his pocket, “Here is a candy for you. After eating the candy, it won’t be bitter, so you should take your medicine.”

Upon hearing Chale Cheney’s words, Sweetie nodded obediently and took his candy.

“Sweetie will take her medicine obediently, so she can become beautiful.”

Chale Cheney smiled, sitting side by side with her on the chair and playing.

He liked playing with children. When he was in Lonton, there weren’t many children. But after moving to Landon, he made many friends.

He especially liked little girls.

He just didn’t know when Jasy would give him a little sister.

Elder Cheney had said a long time ago that he would give him a cute little sister, but Elder Cheney didn’t keep his promises.

It had been so long, and he still didn’t have a little sister.

The two children sat shoulder to shoulder, swinging their little short legs, and looking at the crowd from time to time.

Children are very naive, and once they become friends, they can talk for a long time.

They could chat from playing house to going to kindergarten, from the topic of teachers to their parents.

Chale Cheney’s emotions began to stabilize, and the panic and fear at noon gradually subsided.

Just that, the image of the glinting dagger and Aunt Yolanda’s fierce voice would still flash before his eyes.

Chale Cheney was talking to the little girl while waiting for Uncle Mcintosh.

At this moment, a few stern-faced bodyguards in black suits walked through the entrance, looking tall and menacing, unsmiling.

Seeing the stern faces of the men, the crowd in the hospital quickly made way.

Scared, the little girl tugged at Chale Cheney’s sleeve, “Young brother, let’s go.”