Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 342

Jerry's face was devoid of any life, he no longer looked vigorous and lively as he was before. His little face was covered in tears and his nose was covered in snot.

Poor Jerry.

Jenna Murphy was sad in her heart. She wiped his tears and mucus that was on his face while shedding tears of her own at the same time.

Their miserable state caused Hansen's heart to tighten. Knowing that she couldn't bear to part with Jerry, he let go of her hand and hugged her instead. He whispered into Jenna's ear with a soft voice, "Jenna, Jerry had already stopped crying. Yet you're still weeping like a baby as his mother. What the hell is going on?"

With this, Jenna truly came to her senses. She wiped away her tears and lowered her head. In fact, she was too worried about Jerry's illness. When she was pregnant with him, her health was not very good and she was severely malnourished. Ever since she had given birth to him, she had been drifting in the world and had no place for her to call home. She was also unable to take good care of him.

Therefore, she usually raised him with extreme care for fear that he would fall sick. She was really worried about the high fever that day. She had never seen him seriously ill before and all of it was caused by her negligence, which made her feel even more guilty.

Hansen understood her sadness and sighed. He touched her waist lightly and comforted her. The heat from his hand spread across her body, and her heart gradually calmed down.

Hansen held the mother and the son in each hand and walked forwards. The emptiness and loneliness in the darkness of the night were filled by both the mother and the son. He never had such satisfaction in his heart.

As soon as she walked out of the alley, Alvin stopped the car in front of her.

"Young Madam." Alvin saw Jenna at a glance and greeted her politely.

Jenna was being held tightly in the arms of Hansen. Her whole body was about to stick to his chest. Seeing Alvin, she blushed slightly and felt very embarrassed. She nodded and left the arms of Hansen without leaving a trace.

Sensing her movements, the corners of

Hansen's mouth curled up slightly. In such a situation, this woman was actually shy!

She sat down with Jerry in her arms. Jenna also sat on the other side and the three of them sat in the back seat.

The car was heading towards the hospital.

After all, it was a hospital in a small town. The place was small, but there were many people.

It was right in the middle of spring, pollen from flowers would start to float around easier and hay fever would spread. There were a lot of patients in the hospital, including children and old people. In the emergency room and the corridor, there were people everywhere. There was no place to sit at all. Everyone was standing and even then, it was still crowded.

"Mr. Richards, I've already made an appointment with an experienced doctor and booked a ward. Jerry would be better off staying in the ward. There's no place to sit in the clinic at all." Looking at all the patients in the hospital, Alvin was glad that he'd already prepared in advance.

"Yes." Hansen nodded in agreement. Alvin led the way ahead.

They walked towards the ward with Jerry in Hansen's arms. Just as they walked past the

door to the consulting room, Jerry trembled from head to toe and spat out a large mouthful of vomit.

Hansen didn't have much experience in this aspect, so he couldn't avoid it in time. In the end, Jerry vomited onto his suit.

Jerry stopped for a while before throwing up again. His little face was swollen and he looked as if he was about to pass out.

Jenna was scared out of her wits. She held Jerry's head and patted his back as she cried out Jerry's name. Her heart was burning with anxiety.

In an instant, Hansen's heart tightened and he held the little fellow tightly. He was also so anxious that he did not know what to do. He kept calling for the doctor.

The doctor saw that the situation was serious, so he quickly came up and touched Jerry's forehead with his hand. He opened his eyes and looked at him. Then he took out his stethoscope and put it on his back before listening to it. He frowned and said, "It should be acute pneumonia, and there is a curious sound in the lungs. However, it isn't too serious. With this weather, hay fever is contagious, and it's easy to get infected. Young children are especially susceptible to this kind of disease. He should have his vaccination shot and be kept warm at all

times. How about this? First, we'll reduce his fever, and then perform a routine check-up, some blood tests, a chest X- ray, and then open a prescribe some medicine for him. He'll have to stay in the hospital for a few days. As long as he doesn't relapse, he'll be alright."

The experienced doctor explained calmly. After examining Jerry's condition, he quickly opened the examination list and medication list then he handed them to Hansen.

Jenna was worried and kept asking about Jerry's condition. At this time, Jerry's condition seemed really bad. His face turned blue as he laid feebly in Hansen's arms.

She took out a napkin and wiped Jerry's face clean. Then, she touched Jerry's forehead which was so hot that it almost burned her. Her mind was in a state of chaos.

After the doctor had finished his diagnosis, Hansen immediately carried Jerry to the nurse's station to perform a fever injection.

After getting the fever injection for Jerry, he didn't dare to delay anything and hurried to the labs.

It took more than an hour for them to queue up and pay the fees after a series of tests. When the results of the tests had come out, it had already been two hours since they had been in the ward.

Jenna had been nervous all the while. Fortunately, Jerry's fever subsided after he got the injection. After the redness on his cheeks faded, his face turned frighteningly pale, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat that was as big as beans.

Seeing this, Jenna's face became even paler than Jerry's. Clenching his small hands tightly, she kept shedding tears as she used a towel to wipe the sweat off his forehead.

The nurse walked in and was about to get Jerry an IV drip.