Wooing My ex-wife (Gwendolyn and Maverick) novel Chapter 652

Chapter 652 The Condition Of Benedict

“The baby has a weak constitution, which I believe is a congenital disorder. On top of that, I've also detected premature ventricular contractions in his heart. The condition may develop into severe myocarditis if not treated properly,” the doctor said as he looked at the medical report and sighed. “The older Benny gets, the more obvious and serious his symptoms of physical weakness will be.”

A heavy silence instantly befell the examination room.

Gwendolyn could feel her eyes welling up with tears and her chest tightening as she took Benedict from the nurse and soothed him.

The doe-eyed little boy had no idea he was sick, so all he did was flutter his eyelashes and stare at his mother, his lips curled into an adorable smile.

Upon seeing the mother-son interaction, Cedrick clenched his fists, unable to stop blaming himself.

Charles, too, wasn't feeling any better.

“Has Benny's blood been tested for viral infections? Could viruses cause these congenital disorders?” he piped up.

For a moment, the doctor was stunned. “Typically speaking, the chances of that happening are slim to none. Since it's such a rare occurrence, our hospital doesn't have the facilities to carry out targeted testing. If need be, we'll have to send the samples to the laboratory for a detailed evaluation.” With that, the doctor turned to Cedrick and Gwendolyn. “Mr. and Mrs. Jenson, do you know what virus might have infected your son? If that's really the cause of his congenital disorders, it means Mrs. Jenson's the carrier.”

“No. It's nothing serious,” Cedrick replied, his voice deep and hoarse as he glanced at Gwendolyn. “Gwenny went for a checkup before, and there weren't any viruses in her blood.”

There's no way I'll tell this doctor from Grand Valley Hospital the whole truth... It's not like they can carry out the necessary blood tests anyway. As much as we want to rule out the cause, we won't be able to find our answers here, so what's the point in saying more?

Cedrick calmly walked to his wife and put an arm around her shoulder. “Darling, let's proceed with the treatment for Benny's heart condition first,” he said with a gentle, reassuring pat. “As for the diagnostic tests to determine his viral infection, we can look into those when he's a little older.”

After all, the laboratory would require several blood samples to run their various tests, and given Benedict's young age and weak constitution, drawing too much blood would be detrimental to him.

Gwendolyn understood and nodded in agreement. “I just feel sorry for Benny. Not only does he have to start taking medication from an early age, but he'd probably have to stay on it for years to come... What a poor thing.”

Cedrick instantly leaned in and kissed his wife's forehead. “No matter how sickly Benny is, I promise to make him the happiest baby in this world.”

Charles felt his heart aching when he saw the worry and anxiety etched on the couple's faces. Alas, there was nothing he could do to help.

Since Benedict's condition wasn't serious for the time being, the doctor recommended keeping him in the hospital for observation. At the same time, he'd be prescribed mild medication as part of his conservative treatment.

Just like that, the three-month-old baby who couldn't even utter a word had no choice but to stay in the hospital.

Needless to say, Gwendolyn was devastated. She wished she could suffer in her son's place instead.

Being the supportive husband that he was, Cedrick stayed by her side the entire time.

Charles, on the other hand, felt utterly helpless. After all, Benedict had his parents with him, so what could he do as a godfather?

Whether Benedict's condition was a result of the virus or not remained to be confirmed, but neither Cedrick nor Gwendolyn blamed Charles for it. Gwendolyn even thanked him for his help and for tirelessly splitting his time between work and Harrick Villa.

After getting into his car in the underground parking lot of the hospital, Charles sat in a daze for a long while without starting the engine.

In the past, I was incited to kill Cedrick with the S404 RNA virus and win Gwendolyn back. Now that I think of it, I must admit my behavior was ridiculous. That said, I regret nothing... What's done is done, and I can't right the wrongs. Other than doing my best now to make up for my past mistakes, I don't know what else I can do.

With that thought in mind, he fished out his phone to contact several well-known foreign doctors and inquired about the possible treatment options for Benedict's case.

Since Cedrick and Gwendolyn were in the hospital, leaving Zoey alone in Harrick Villa to take care of Zendaya, Charles started the engine shortly after and left for the house.

Back in Harrick Villa, Zoey was preparing a formula feed for Zendaya.

It was a task she did four to five times daily, and after three months of experience, she had become familiar with the color, taste, and smell of the milk powder Cedrick specifically imported.