chapter 623


    Anthony was a few meters away from her, but Charmine''s determination was palpable. To Charmine, he was not


    as important as Chris.


    He should not be jealous at this time, but he was still upset.


    He looked at Charmine. "I have a win-win solution. I''ll fix this.”


    Leaving such set-in-stone, determined words, Anthony then turned to leave.


    Charmine was stunned by the bedside. Her lips curled up bitterly.


    How would there be a win-win solution at this stage?


    That was impossible.


    She turned to look at Chris, lying on the bed. She held his cold, tiny hand, and her grip tightened.


    He was just a young child. Why did he have to endure so much pain?


    No... She could not let Chris suffer!


    She took out her phone and dialed Dr. Weir''s phone.


    Dr. Weir rushed in within an hour. After checking Chris'' pulse, his brows tightened.


    Charmine had not seen him with such a serious expression. He did not have this expression when he


    treated Robert.


    A deep sense of uneasiness welled in her. "What is it, Uncle Weir? Is there hope for a cure?"


    "Sigh..." Doctor Weir sighed heavily. "Prepare yourself for what I''m about to tell you, Charmine. This


    child''s illness is different from your brother''s. Your brother was poisoned, but as long as the poison is


    ultimately removed from his body, he can recover. However, this child is diagnosed with a natural


    disease; he was born with weaker immunity. In other terms, if he was born with weaker immunity, there


    is nothing much we could do due to his frail immune system.


    ''With that, even for me, I''d need five years to slowly adjust his body, but it''s apparent that he won''tst


    that long. I’m afraid that before his body can even adjust to it, he''ll..."


    Charmine hung onto thatst shred of hope, but Dr. Weir''s words plummeted her world into darkness.


    In other words, there really was no other way. Momo would not live past eight...


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    That was, unless Anthony and Annabel made another baby...


    Doctor Weir patted Charmine''s shoulder. "Charmine, you and Anthony aren''t meant to be together.


    Your Grandpa and I had discussed this problem before. Your Grandpa loves you and listens to you. I


    agreed with him, but now... Sigh. Uncle Weir can introduce better men for you!" 1


    Already hopeless, Charmine had zero mood and interest to talk about that. ''Thank you, Uncle Weir, but


    I’m not nning to get married anytime soon," she spoke. ''Thank you foring over to check on


    Momo.”


    "If you call me Uncle, you don''t have to thank me. Uncle knows you''re in a bad mood, so we won''t talk


    about this now. I won''t force you. Don''t be too worried-I have something that can ease his pain even


    though I can''t cure him. He’ll be able to jump around pain-free soon. I''ll get it right away!"


    Dr. Weir stood up from the chair right after.


    Charmine eyed him in disbelief. "Really? He doesn''t have toy here and have fluids sent to him with these


    devices?"


    "Of course! I''m the best doctor, so it''s only natural I''m still capable of easing his pain. Just wait." Doctor Weir patted


    his chest and left.


    Charmine felt slightly better after hearing that. However, once Dr. Weir walked out, her head had more space to


    digest what he said earlier.


    Anthony and her were not meant for each other. They had no need to continue...


    Indeed, there was no need to persist.


    As long as Momo was healthy. So what if she was not with Anthony?


    On the same day, Dr. Weir had his men send the medications to Royal Hospital. Charmine fed them to Momo and


    took care of him in the hospital.


    Anthony, meanwhile, never returned after he left in the afternoon.