She went to the wrong table on a blind date and ended up getting married to a billionaire CEO.

Haize was dressed in a dark gray casual outfit, which looked more relaxed than his usual business attire, but was still neat and presentable.

His gaze was fixed quietly on the mother and daughter, his eyes holding a complex emotion that Shen Qingge couldn't decipher.

Their eyes met, and a subtle atmosphere filled the air.

"When did you arrive?" Shen Qingge asked softly, her voice slightly hoarse from just waking up.

"Half an hour ago," Haize said softly, as if afraid of waking Hai Ruoxi, "I came over as soon as I received your message, but seeing that you were sleeping soundly, I didn't want to disturb you."

Shen Qingge nodded, a complex emotion welling up inside her.

Memories of last night flooded back—Hai Ruoxi's high fever and seizures, the chaos in the emergency room, and her painful cries while receiving an IV drip.

That feeling of panic and helplessness still haunts her to this day.

"I'll hold the baby for a while, you rest for a bit." Haize stood up and stretched out his hands.

Shen Qingge hesitated for a moment, but in the end she gently handed Hai Ruoxi to Haize.

The moment she stood up, all her muscles protested—holding the child in the same position for so long, from last night until now, had put a tremendous strain on her body.

She gently moved her neck and shoulders, making a faint grinding sound.

"I'm going to the restroom," Shen Qingge said, pointing to the IV drip. "Once the IV is finished, press the call button to call the doctor."

Haize nodded, looking tenderly at the little girl in his arms.

In her sleep, Hai Ruoxi seemed to sense the change in her embrace. Her little brows furrowed slightly, but she quickly calmed down and unconsciously grabbed the corner of Hai Ze's clothes.

In the restroom, Shen Qingge looked at herself in the mirror and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The woman in the mirror had disheveled hair, obvious fatigue in her eyes, and a pale face, completely unlike her usual refined and capable appearance.

She splashed cold water on her face, trying to make herself look more awake.

Last night's experience was like a nightmare, but it also made her realize more deeply the responsibility and power of love as a mother.

When she came out of the restroom, the doctor had already arrived and was examining Hai Ruoxi's condition.

"The child is much better," the doctor said while examining him. "His temperature has dropped to 38 degrees Celsius. Although he still has a slight fever, it's much better than last night. The seizures haven't recurred, which is a good sign."

Shen Qingge breathed a sigh of relief: "Do we need to continue the IV drip?"

"Let's observe him again today. If his temperature stabilizes within 48 hours, there shouldn't be any major issues," the doctor noted in the medical record. "However, high fever in children is prone to recurrence, so we need to monitor him closely today. If his temperature exceeds 39 degrees Celsius again, please notify us immediately."

Just then, the nanny pushed open the door and came in, carrying large and small bags.

"Madam, I've brought all of Xixi's things." The nanny put down the things and looked at Hai Ruoxi on the hospital bed with concern. "How is Miss?"

"The doctor said I'm much better; we'll observe me again today." Shen Qingge took the things from the nanny and began to tidy up. "What did you bring?"

"Formula, diapers, a change of clothes, and Xixi's favorite little bunny doll." The nanny took out each item one by one. "I thought seeing familiar things when she wakes up would make her feel safer."

Shen Qingge picked up the pink bunny doll, which Hai Ruoxi had been sleeping with since she was a few months old. It had been washed until it was a little faded, but it was still her favorite toy.

At this moment, Hai Ruoxi also woke up in her father's arms. When she saw the little rabbit in her mother's arms, her eyes immediately lit up.

"Bunny..." she called out in her childish voice, which was a little hoarse but clearly much more energetic than the night before.

Shen Qingge's eyes instantly welled up with tears, and she quickly handed it over: "Xixi, did you miss the bunny? Mommy brought it for you."

At that moment, a staff member pushed a food cart over.

The food cart was set with exquisite tableware and a sumptuous breakfast—millet porridge, steamed egg custard, seasonal vegetables, stir-fried shrimp, fresh fruit, and yogurt.

"These are all prepared according to the nutritional needs of patients and their families," the waiter explained. "All the ingredients are organic, and the nutritional balance has been designed by a professional nutritionist."

Shen Qingge was indeed hungry; she had hardly eaten anything since last night.

The millet porridge was warm and sweet, and the steamed egg custard was smooth and refreshing. Although the flavors were light, they were indeed very suitable for her current state.

Haize also took a serving, and the two ate their breakfast in silence.

The nanny held Hai Ruoxi and fed her some formula.

After finishing breakfast, Haize glanced at his watch: "I have to go to the company; there are several important meetings today that can't be postponed."

Shen Qingge nodded: "Go ahead, I'm fine here."

“I’ve arranged everything at the hospital,” Haize stood up and straightened his clothes. “The attending physician is one of the most experienced pediatricians, and the nurses are all top-tier care providers. If you need anything, just ask the head nurse.”

"I understand." Shen Qingge hugged Hai Ruoxi. "Thank you."

Haize paused for a moment, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just nodded: "Thank you for taking care of the child."

After saying that, he left the ward.

After Haize left, the ward became quiet again.

The nanny was tidying up the things she had brought, while Shen Qingge sat on the edge of the bed with Hai Ruoxi in her arms, looking at the scenery outside the window.

From the window of this luxury ward, you can see the hospital garden, with its lush trees and blooming flowers, and in the distance, you can see the city skyline.

Sunlight streamed through the glass, adding warmth to the ward.

Hai Ruoxi's mental state has indeed improved a lot. Although she still has a fever, she is able to make eye contact with her mother and babble to her little rabbit doll.

Shen Qingge felt much more relaxed, but at the same time, she began to worry about other things.

As the chief designer and manager of the "Shen Qingge Series", her work schedule is usually very tight.

Today was supposed to be an important design review meeting, and I also had to meet with several clients to discuss their customization needs. Now it seems that all of that will have to be rescheduled.

"Watch over Xixi for a while, I'm going out to make a few phone calls and give some instructions." Shen Qingge handed Hai Ruoxi to the nanny. "Given Xixi's current condition, I definitely can't leave today."

The corridor was relatively quiet, and Shen Qingge began to reply to the important calls and messages one by one.

"Mr. Chen, I'm sorry, my daughter has suddenly fallen ill and been hospitalized. Could today's meeting be rescheduled for tomorrow?"

"Manager Li, I've prepared the customized plan, but I'm really unavailable today. I'll have my assistant send you the materials, and we can discuss it over the phone?"

"Xiao Zhang, today's design review has been postponed to the day after tomorrow. Please inform your colleagues in the other departments."

After making several phone calls, Shen Qingge felt a little tired.

Her work pace is usually very fast, so being forced to stop like this suddenly made her feel a little uncomfortable.

When they returned to the ward, Hai Ruoxi was drinking water in the arms of her nanny. Her face was much rosier and she looked to be in good spirits.

"Madam, Miss was smiling just now," the nanny said happily. "She must really be getting better."

Shen Qingge took her daughter, and Hai Ruoxi immediately reached out and hugged her mother's neck, whispering in her ear, "Mommy..."

That soft, sweet call melted Shen Qingge's heart instantly; the fear of last night and the exhaustion of today became insignificant at that moment.

The morning passed slowly as Shen Qingge spent most of her time with Hai Ruoxi.

Although the little girl is still a bit weak, she is noticeably better than last night. She is able to sit up and play with her toys for a while, and she is also willing to drink milk and eat a little bit of complementary food.

At noon, the doctor came to check on the patient, took the patient's temperature, and said that the patient's condition was stable and could continue to be observed.

Lunch was also very plentiful, and Shen Qingge's appetite returned somewhat.

Hai Ruoxi drank some millet porridge. Although the amount was small, it was a good sign for her recovery.

In the afternoon, the ward became even quieter.

Hai Ruoxi took a nap and woke up feeling even better. She even played hide-and-seek with her mother for a while, giggling non-stop.

Seeing her daughter recover so well, Shen Qingge felt much more relaxed.

She asked the nanny to watch over Hai Ruoxi, and then lay down in the suite's rest area to catch up on some sleep.

She has barely had any real rest since last night, and her body and mind have reached their limits.

Lying on the soft sofa, listening to Hai Ruoxi and the nanny talking softly in the next room, Shen Qingge quickly drifted off to sleep.

However, the nap did not last long.

The nanny woke her apologetically: "Miss's fever has returned."