Chapter 506: You're not my real father

In the hospital room, Chale Cheney finished up the rice porridge from the thermos with a spoon.

Although it didn't taste great, he was hungry.

So hungry.

The IV was just about finished, and the nurse came to remove the needle for the little boy.

"Good boy, you're so obedient." The young nurse liked Chale Cheney very much, and couldn't resist pinching him playfully.

He was such a darling...

He didn't cry when the needle was inserted, and he wasn't afraid when it was removed.

And he was incredibly good-looking.

No wonder, given his father's handsome genes.

After his IV was removed, Chale Cheney held his stuffed animal and quietly played with it.

The young boy was dressed in blue pajamas, his long eyelashes hanging low. He was so well-behaved and obedient.

When Sylvan Cheney walked in, his little mouth was pursed.

"Who upset you?" Sylvan Cheney ruffled his son's hair.

"No one." The little boy said in his childish voice, "I want to go home."