Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 797

Henry nibbled on his chubby little hand, puzzled by all the attention he was getting.

Andre wrapped his arms around Henry, "Yeah, I've been swamped with work, and my son just won't warm up to the nannies. My wife's been handling everything."

The doctor motioned for Mia to sit down, noticing her fingers were so sore she could barely move them. Familiar with such cases, the doctor promptly wrote a referral. "Place your insurance card here, and let's run some tests to check for other symptoms. I suspect it's tendonitis."

"It's probably from carrying the baby too much. We call it 'mommy wrist.' Your Henry must weigh over twenty pounds, right? Carrying him every day would be tough for anyone."

"What?" Mia was bewildered.

This was the first time Andre had heard of this, and he asked, "What's that? Is it serious? Does it require hospitalization?"

As the doctor wrote the referral, he explained, "We can't diagnose until the test results are in. Your wife's been enduring this for a while, and she can't perform some joint movements, so it's probably not mild. We'll check her wrist for other issues, and further treatment will depend on the results. First-time parents often coddle their kids too much."

Holding the referral, Andre led his wife to the testing area.

His steps quickened with nervousness, but he was careful not to leave Mia behind. Henry, realizing the hospital visit wasn't for him to get a shot, contentedly sat in his dad's arms, playing the role of an obedient little angel.

When they reached the examination room, it was packed with people waiting for their tests, each holding a referral at the door.

Mia scratched her head, "Honey, let's not do this. There are too many people, and we should go. The baby is too young, and hospitals are full of germs." She wanted to leave.

having it. He immediately took

turned his head to look around, even following a gurney with his gaze, going

over, next to it an IV pole, with an elderly person receiving fluids. Henry's mouth opened in curiosity, his face

was bustling

Henry silently reached out and grabbed the IV bag on the wheelchair. Unfortunately, his arms were too short to reach. Seeing his attempt, the elderly person found him adorable. After several tries, the elderly person handed the

that, whose child is this? Watch him closely," the elderly person

hear. Andre was too busy comforting his wife to notice their son's antics. "Honey, it's too crowded, and it's getting late. The doctors will be off soon, we can

suddenly saw their little one pulling on someone's IV tube, scaring her to the point

using his full name, pouted and was about to cry.

quickly restraining Henry's

his son's fingers open one by one, holding his hand against his chest, looking at his son as he began to cry loudly. Andre wanted to discipline his son, but the place was too crowded, and his crying was disturbing others. Not disciplining wasn't an option either, since his

"Still crying? Be quiet!"

cry, not giving Andre any face,

the elderly

happened, "How do you watch your child? If my father's condition

talking, "It's just a child, how much harm can he do? The disease on

said to the elderly

his father's

elderly person's daughter nodded, "Okay, take responsibility, get

medical care. Besides, he couldn't reach; I gave the IV bag

unexpectedly, the child tried