6:00 PM

This starts with Ray's POV:

Ray's POV:

As I'm at my desk, feeding Cheyenne her dinner bottle, my phone begins to ring.

I picked my phone up from the desk's countertop and when I saw Dr. Wentz's name pop up, I immediately answered.

"Captain Man, this is Dr. Wentz. I'm calling you because Cheyenne's blood test results came back and we found a few problems." Dr. Wentz said as I was bottle feeding Cheyenne.

"What problems are you talking about?" I asked, concerned about Cheyenne.

"I looked at her blood count and her red blood cell count was high but, her white blood cell count is extremely low." Dr. Wentz told me.

"That's bad..." I said as I was holding on to my phone and trying to clutch on to the bottle with my other hand.

"I found another problem. I've been noticing some strange cells popping up, attacking the red blood cells. Do you mind bringing Cheyenne back here to my office tomorrow at 3 o' clock? I'll let Tiffany know you're coming." Dr. Wentz explained to me.

I then looked down at Cheyenne.

"Okay, Dr. Wentz, I'll bring her. Thanks for letting me know. Bye." I said to Dr. Wentz on the phone.

"You're welcome. Bye." Dr. Wentz said.

Then, we hung up.

After Cheyenne got through sucking, I then took the bottle out of Cheyenne's mouth and I placed it on my desk's countertop.

After I did that, I then sat Cheyenne up on my lap and I started burping her.

As I was burping Cheyenne, Schwoz came into the room.

"How did it go, Ray?" Schwoz asked me as I was patting Cheyenne on her back, trying to get her to burp.

"I have to take Cheyenne back to the Doctor tomorrow at 3 o' clock." I said, more concerned than usual.

"Why?" Schwoz asked, a little concerned.

"Dr. Wentz said something way much worser is going on with Cheyenne. Heck, he wouldn't even tell me on the phone what it was." I said, now about to panic.

"Calm down, Ray, I'm sure Cheyenne'll be fine. It's probably just the flu." Schwoz said, reassuring me.

"Explain those bumps on her, huh?" I said, still panicking.

"She probably fell into a bush of poison ivy." Schwoz said, predicting as he was looking at my daughter's swollen, puffy arm.

Just as me and Schwoz were talking, I felt something warm and gooey on my blue jeans legs.

That's when I looked down and saw that Cheyenne had puked all over my blue jeans and I then heard her cry.

I then felt her forehead and it was burning hot.

Schwoz then came over to me and he slapped my daughter across the face.

"Don't do that to her, Schwoz." I said as I protected Cheyenne.

"She didn't feel it." Schwoz said, just as he was about to hit her again.

I then raised my hand up.

"But you will..." I said as I threatened to hit Schwoz.

"Okay... Okay. I won't hit her." Schwoz said as he backed away from me.

Cheyenne's POV:

Just after Schwoz went back to his room, I then looked up at my daddy.

"Daddy?" I said, still feeling like I'm going to die.

Ray then looked at me.

"Yes, sweetie?" Ray said, concerned.

"I'm sorry if I threw up on you. It was an accident." I said as I was crying.

"Sweetie, it's okay. I'm not mad at you. I'm just glad you told me. Now, come on, my poor sick baby. Let's go and get you a bath to help you cool down." Ray said as he hugged me and helped me up off of his lap.

Just after he got up out of his seat, he held my hand and we walked hand in hand to the bathroom to go give me a bath.

(Made the chapter a little bit shorter just like I promised. So, Dr. Wentz called Ray and told him that there was something much worser going on with Cheyenne. Red blood cell count: high... White blood cell count: low. That's bad, isn't it? So, what will happen next? Will Dr. Wentz suggest that Cheyenne will have to go to the hospital? Well, you'll find out in the next chapter so, stay tuned. Continue to review. Also, tell me to update. Thanks😊