Sir Ares, Goodnight

Chapter 300

Jay's mother felt heartbroken for her son and was very angry. "This Rose Loyle, why should my Jay have to take care of her daughter who she left here?"

She paused, then said angrily, "Isn’t Jay too worried about Baby Zetty? Isn't it just a fever? How nervous was he to be driving so fast?"

John said, "Sister-in-law, you don't know that! Jay likes Rose, so naturally, he treats Baby Zetty differently. Love someone and love everyone connected to them."

Grand Asia Hospital.

Jay had carried Baby Zetty to the emergency room. When the doctor on duty saw that Mr. Ares had come here by himself, his eyes stared at him in disbelief.

Was this really their haughty Mr. Ares who had always rejected help from others no matter who?

He was also carrying a child for treatment?

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"What are you looking at? Check her quickly."

"Yes, Mr. Ares."

The doctor examined the child's throat, auscultated the heart and lungs, then calmly looked at the nervous

Mr. Ares. "Mr. Ares, the child's tonsils are inflamed.”

Jay let out a heavy sigh of relief.

The doctor then added, "The child's tonsils are swollen. We’ll need to reduce the inflammation. If the course of the antibiotics isn't enough, the child will then often get inflammation."

"Make the call. Call all experts in the respiratory department for a consultation immediately."

Doctor,

Mr. Ares, this was really unnecessary!

This was just a small case in the medical world!

However, Jay was reluctant to let his baby daughter have her immune system destroyed by antibiotics.

After the doctors had hurriedly rushed to the hospital, they learned that they just needed to deal with pediatric tonsillitis. Their eyes went dazed immediately...

It was hard to believe that Mr. Ares would act so shockingly childish.

"Mr. Ares, according to the doctors, in the case of children with tonsillitis, most of them are caused by viral infections and is a self-limiting disease. However, the progress of the disease may lead to recurring high fevers..." In order to find a trace of their pride, the experts tried to express their expertise.

"I know that. I want all of you to strengthen her body’s

immunity. Use massage techniques to reduce the child’s fever. Right now, I want all of you to study the most effective massage technique. And this technique will only be for my daughter."

The experts woke up instantly from their dozing, and one by one, they looked up at Mr. Ares in amazement.

Did they hear that right? This little girl was Mr. Ares' daughter?

No wonder Mr. Ares was so fussy!

The experts dared not be careless. "Yes, Mr. Ares. We’ll conduct a consultation with the child right away."

Jay paced back and forth in the hallway while waiting for the consultation, nervousness overflowing from his body.

One and a half hours later.

The doctors walked out while sweating profusely.

They said, "Mr. Ares, the child's fever has receded. The child's physique is on the weaker side and I’m afraid that she’ll still be coughing for a while after her fever subsides. It’s recommended for her to be hospitalized.

Jay nodded.

The doctors were dumbfounded. 'Mr. Ares, I said that casually, but I'm actually serious about it. The child doesn't need to be hospitalized at all.'

Jay said, "The massage specialist will remain here for 24 hours to check on the child's condition."

"Yes."

When Jay entered the ward, Baby Zetty had already opened her wide eyes and was looking at Jay harmlessly.

Jay sat in front of her, reached out his hand, and pushed her wet hair behind her ears. "Still feeling uncomfortable?"

Baby Zetty shook her head, looking strong-willed.