Sir Ares, Goodnight

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?

This was such a down-to-earth Mr. Ares. It felt so unreal!

"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.

We'll need to reduce the inflammation. If the course of the antibiotics isn't enough,

Doctor,

this was

small

was reluctant to let his baby daughter have her immune system

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

that Mr. Ares would act so shockingly

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

all of you to

reduce the child's fever. Right now, I want all of you to study the most effective massage technique.

from their dozing, and one by one, they looked up at Mr. Ares

This little

Mr. Ares

Ares. We'll conduct

while waiting for

and a