As Nana had expected, Carl indeed came to the hospital the next morning.
However, after the chaos caused by Mrs. Waters in the ward yesterday, Carl knew that he had become the number one enemy of the Lawson family. Therefore, he chose not to show himself in front of her.
Quietly standing in the corridor, he peered through a tiny crack in the door and saw Nana staring out the window in a daze.
After a night of rest, her complexion had noticeably improved, and she seemed to be in good spirits.
Carl chuckled to himself, knowing that as long as Nana’s health improved, his worries would also lessen.
After staying there for two or three minutes, Carl couldn’t help but worry about his daughter, so he took the elevator upstairs again.
Through the glass window, he observed his tiny baby resting in the incubator.
“My sweet daughter, Mom and Dad haven’t given you a name yet…”
Carl gazed at the baby and spoke to himself.
However, his relationship with Nana was still strained, and if he were to discuss naming their child with her, it would undoubtedly lead to an argument.
With this in mind, Carl gave up on the idea for now. He continued to study his daughter’s facial features, noticing the resemblance to both himself and Nana.
Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly noticed an abnormal flush on the baby’s face, and her breathing seemed a bit heavier than yesterday.
“There must be something wrong!”
Carl’s intuition told him that his daughter might be sick.
He immediately sought out the doctor’s office again and explained the situation in detail.
The doctor on duty today was an experienced elderly physician.
Upon learning of Carl’s concerns for the child, he immediately accompanied a nurse to examine her.
After a brief examination, the nurse measured the baby’s temperature and found it to be high, accompanied by abnormal breath sounds.
The doctor immediately took notice of the newborn’s condition and, in addition to the routine measures to reduce fever, began closely monitoring her condition.
Meanwhile, Carl waited outside, watching as the doctor walked towards him with a grave expression, causing an ominous feeling to well up within him.
“Mr. Waters…”
Carl approached, wanting to inquire about his daughter’s health, but before he could speak, the doctor preempted him.
“After conducting tests on your child, Mr. Waters, we found symptoms of fever and mild pneumonia.”
The doctor patiently explained the specific condition to Carl while attempting to reassure him, “However, there’s no need to worry too much. Your daughter was born prematurely by over a month, and these types of illnesses are quite common. With proper treatment, she will improve.”
Although the doctor’s words were reassuring, Carl’s heart tightened in an instant.
Even though the doctor downplayed it, his face betrayed his nervousness.
“Doctor, my daughter has been sleeping in the incubator since birth. How could she suddenly develop pneumonia?” Carl asked in confusion.
Seeing his worried expression, the doctor continued to explain, “It’s mainly because the baby’s lungs are not fully developed. Dust and viruses in the air can easily become a source of infection.”
“I see, so that’s how it is.”
As Carl listened to the doctor’s explanations one by one, his mind wandered.
Seeing his daughter being taken to another room by the nurse, his anxiety intensified, fearing that her condition might worsen.
After a moment, Carl returned to the floor where Nana’s room was located.
He was torn about whether to inform Nana about this news. Even if he decided to keep it from her temporarily, he needed to inform Jerry and Tracy.
With this plan in mind, Carl quickly turned a corner in the hallway, but unexpectedly, he saw Tracy chatting with relatives from the Lawson family near the window.
“My granddaughter has a name now. We just gave it to her last night. Her name is Janelle. We haven’t decided on a nickname yet, but we think Janelle sounds lovely.”
Tracy proudly introduced, “The child took on the Lawson family’s surname, which brings our families closer.”
The relatives from the Lawson family looked slightly surprised and asked in a hushed voice, “Did you decide for the child to have the mother’s surname? Does the child’s father have no objections?”
“What objections could he have?”
Upon hearing this question, Tracy dismissively spread her hands and said, “My daughter has suffered a lot because of him. We’re just letting the child have the mother’s surname, which is already quite generous.”
Not far away, Carl’s expression grew increasingly gloomy, and turmoil raged within him.
After the relatives from the Lawson family left, Tracy was about to return to the ward to take care of her daughter when she suddenly heard Carl’s shout from behind.
“I really like the name Janelle, but shouldn’t we discuss the issue of the child’s surname?”
Carl tried his best to remain calm in front of Tracy.
He didn’t want to further strain their relationship, but he couldn’t just stand by and lose his rights as a father.
However, Tracy refused to budge. Upon hearing that Carl knew about the naming of the child, she lowered her face and asked coldly, “What is there for us to discuss? You cheated on my daughter during her pregnancy, and now you want to argue about the child’s surname. Do you think you have the right?”
Previously, Carl rarely explained his inner frustrations, but this time he was afraid of being deprived of his identity as a father, so he had to retort, even if reluctantly, “I do have the right, both in terms of blood relations and social relations.”
Carl didn’t want to endure in silence anymore. His gaze was firm, and he spoke with reason, “I’m not insisting on giving my daughter the surname Waters, but I hope to have a say in this matter. Besides…”
He didn’t finish his sentence as a sudden thought flashed through his mind-the baby was running a fever and had been diagnosed with pneumonia.
“Let’s not discuss this for now. There’s something I must inform you about. Janelle is sick. When I went to see her just now, the doctor discovered she’s ill!”
Carl started with the important news, and as soon as he finished speaking, he saw Tracy widen her eyes.
“My granddaughter is sick?”
Tracy’s face filled with panic. She didn’t even bother to greet Nana and hurriedly walked away to find the elevator.
However, as she was waiting for the elevator, a nurse hurriedly stopped her.
“Are you Janelle’s grandmother?” the nurse asked.
Tracy nodded blankly and listened as the nurse continued, “Janelle suddenly fainted, and the situation is not optimistic. We need to perform emergency treatment. Please have the child’s mother sign this form.”
The sudden turn of events caught Tracy off guard, and she stood there almost dumbfounded before reacting after a few seconds.
“Alright! I’ll inform my daughter right away!”
Tracy turned around and walked towards the ward, unaware that the baby’s condition had suddenly worsened in a short period of time.
He heard Tracy and Nana briefly describing the situation, and Carl’s heavy heart sank even further.
Soon, Nana’s sobbing could be heard from the ward, and Carl felt dizzy, as if riding a rollercoaster of joy and sorrow.
In the next moment, just as Carl planned to go and comfort his daughter, Tracy and the nurse came out.
“Carl, I’m leaving Nana in your care. Stay with her and try to calm her down!”
Jerry wasn’t at the hospital at the moment, so Tracy had no choice but to entrust Nana’s care to Carl.