Doctor Zaila chuckled, "Don't run, we'll be done soon. Boys should be more courageous."
"People in white coats are bad." Chale Cheney rubbed his eyes, feeling very troubled.
Jasmine Yale and Doctor Zaila both laughed.
Bending down, Jasmine Yale picked him up, "People in white coats aren't bad, they are doctors."
"They're going to poke me with little needles..." Chale Cheney pouted and pointed to his wrist and arm, as if he had been stuck many times before.
"Don't be scared, it's just like a mosquito bite, Jasy is here." Jasmine Yale comforted him, patting his head.
Previously, she herself was scared of getting injections. Now, she was comforting children.
Ever since she met the little fella, she had given him all her love.
She didn't ask for anything in return, even though she knew that she would have to leave his life someday.
After coaxing him for a long time, Jasmine Yale and Doctor Zaila finally made Chale Cheney happy.