Chapter 1095 It’s Not Your Fault


    Chapter 1095 It’s Not Your Fault


    After a thorough check, the doctor concluded, “Young Master Greg must have been ying with water a


    little too much two days ago.


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    When he came back here, the temperature was different, which caused the fever.


    I’ll prescribe an antipyretic medicine for him, and the physical cooling should also continue too.


    You guys will need to take care of him and observe his condition. If the high fever persists, you have to


    take him to the hospital.”


    After exining everything, the doctor left.


    Hearing this, Tessa hurriedly asked someone to bring a ss of warm water, and then personally fed


    Gregory medicine.


    However, Gregory was too groggy, and he couldn’t swallow at all. Tessa was so anxious that she almost


    cried.


    “Nichs, what should I do? Greg can’t take the medicine.”


    “Don’t cry, leave it to me.” Nichs felt distressed for Tessa, so he took over the medicine to feed


    Gregory.


    Seeing Nichs pouring the medicine into Gregory’s mouth, Tessa finally felt relieved.


    The two then stayed in the room.


    As Tessa looked at the sleepy little boy on the bed, she felt remorse.


    “It’s all my fault. If I’d been more careful and noticed the difference in temperature, Greg wouldn’t have


    suffered.”


    “It’s not your fault. Don’t think too much about it.” Nichs held Tessa’s tightly clenched hand.


    “Besides, it’s a good thing for him to catch a cold.”


    “Good thing?” Tessa was surprised and looked at Nichs in shock.


    She didn’t expect Nichs to say such a thing. Nichs looked at his astonished wife and exined


    gently, “Greg has not been sick for a long time.


    This illness will enable all the bacteria to be ejected from his body, which is a good thing for him.”


    Tessa was speechless, but she felt that this exnation was reasonable.


    Following that, the two quietly apanied Gregory, helping him to physically cool down from time to


    time.


    Later, Sebastian brought dinner, but Tessa had no appetite.


    When Nichs saw that Tessa only took a few mouthfuls and stopped eating, his brows furrowed tightly,


    and he persuaded, “I know you are worried about Greg, leaving you with no appetite, but you are still


    pregnant.


    You should eat more. If you get sick again, I won’t be able to take care of you both.


    Be good, and don’t make me worry.”


    Hearing this, Tessa didn’t want Nichs to worry about her, so she forced herself to eat another half


    bowl of food.


    By then, she couldn’t eat anymore. When Nichs saw this, he no longer forced her.


    After the meal, the two checked Gregory’s condition again but found that there was no improvement at


    all, and his body temperature was still on the rise.


    On the bed, Gregory’s eyes were closed, and he had a frown on his face while his originally fair cheeks


    showed an abnormal flush. He looked very ufortable indeed.


    “Mommy, I don’t feel good,” he murmured in a daze, his voice hoarse and weak.


    Hearing this, Tessa was unbelievably distressed. “It’s okay, Greg. I’m with you.”


    She held Gregory’s hand, coaxing him repeatedly while kissing and stroking him. Nichs watched from


    the side; his expression not as rxed as before.


    He asked Sebastian to bring a thermometer to measure the temperature of the little boy.


    “Master Nichs, the temperature of Young Master Gregory is approaching 102 degrees.”


    Hearing Sebastian’s report, Tessa was even more shocked. “Nichs…”


    She looked at Nichs nervously. With a tense face, Nichs picked up the ufortable little boy and


    said, “Let’s go to the hospital!”


    In the darkness of the night, the two rushed to the hospital. After the doctor’s inspection, the doctor said,


    “Fortunately, you came here in time.


    It is just a high fever, and there are no other symptoms. First, we’ll give him a drip to reduce the fever,


    and then observe him again.”


    Tessa naturally agreed. After putting up the drip, the nurse left the ward, leaving only Tessa and Nichs


    in the ward.


    Tessa looked at the little boy sleeping peacefully on the hospital bed, feeling more relieved than before.


    “Fortunately, we came here on time,” she happily said to Nichs. It was also at this moment that she


    truly felt the anxiety of being a parent after her child got sick.


    Thinking of this, she couldn’t help but nce at the man beside her, feeling that what she had thought


    before was wrong.