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

When Shen Qingge was helped back to her ward by the doctor, she looked completely lost.

Her face was as pale as paper, and her eyes were empty and unfocused, as if she couldn't see anything in front of her.

Her legs were weak, and every step seemed unsteady. If it weren't for the doctor's support, she would hardly be able to walk on her own.

The nanny was startled when she saw her like this and quickly came forward: "Madam, what's wrong? Did the doctor say something?"

The doctor whispered to the nanny, "Mrs. Hai has experienced some stress and her emotions are fluctuating. You need to closely monitor her condition, and if anything unusual happens, ring the bell immediately."

The nanny nodded quickly and carefully helped Shen Qingge sit down on the chair next to the hospital bed.

"Madam, would you like to lie down and rest for a while?" the nanny asked softly, her voice filled with obvious concern.

Shen Qingge did not answer, but just sat there blankly, staring blankly ahead, as if the whole world had nothing to do with her.

Her hands were clenched into fists, her nails digging deep into her palms, but she seemed to feel no pain.

The lab report in her pocket felt like a red-hot iron, causing her heart to throb with pain.

Seeing that she didn't speak, the nanny didn't dare to ask any more questions and could only silently take care of Hai Ruoxi, who was still unconscious.

The little girl's face was still flushed, and although her breathing was more steady than before, her body temperature was still very high.

The nanny would wipe her forehead with a warm towel and adjust the blanket from time to time, afraid of any mishap.

The air in the ward seemed to freeze, with only the dripping of the IV drip and the faint sounds of various instruments.

After a while, Shen Qingge slowly stood up and walked unsteadily toward the small bed in the suite.

"Madam, would you like to rest?" the nanny asked softly.

Shen Qingge nodded, but did not speak.

She walked mechanically into the suite like a puppet and lay down on the bed.

The moment she closed the door, she was finally able to shed all her pretense.

Lying in bed, Shen Qingge stared at the ceiling, tears silently sliding down her cheeks.

Only one sentence kept echoing in his mind: "Hai Ruoxi really isn't my daughter; Hai Ze really did switch the children."

These words were like a sharp knife, cutting into her heart again and again.

She felt ice cold all over her body, as if she had fallen into an icy river in the dead of winter, with the water level already above her chest, and she was struggling with her last breath.

A wave of immense fear washed over her, threatening to engulf her completely.

The person next to her was far more terrifying than she had ever imagined.

Haize, the man she thought was at least somewhat upright, was capable of such a heinous act.

Exchange children.

Just thinking about those three words made Shen Qingge feel nauseous and vomit.

How did he do that?

What exactly did he do while she was in a coma during childbirth?

Thinking back to those few minutes of power outage, Shen Qingge's heart pounded even harder.

Could that be the crucial moment for switching the children?

In the darkness, no one could see clearly what was happening.

When the lights came back on, everything had settled down.

The child she was holding was no longer her own.

Shen Qingge closed her eyes tightly, trying to stop these terrifying imaginings, but the images kept playing in her mind like a movie.

She recalled the period after giving birth, when she felt a subtle sense of unfamiliarity with her child.

At the time, she thought it was because of the discomfort of becoming a new mother, and that it was a normal fluctuation in postpartum emotions.

But now that I think about it, that feeling of unfamiliarity may have been an instinctive reaction of the blood ties between mother and child.

Her body and her intuition had been telling her the truth all along, but she was blinded by worldly views.

What terrified her even more was Haize's behavior after the incident.

He was able to treat her with respect as if nothing had happened, and she even felt that their relationship was improving.

Especially that night a few days ago, his gentleness and tenderness, his deep affection, now seem to carry an indescribable eeriness.

Is he acting?

Or is it that this deception means nothing to him?

In his eyes, she was perhaps like a puppet on strings, completely without independent consciousness, and could be manipulated at will.

Shen Qingge felt a deep sense of humiliation and anger.

She always thought she had seen through the true nature of this marriage, and that she was clear-headed and rational enough.

But now she realizes that she underestimated the darkness of human nature and the treachery of Haize.

So, what exactly was his purpose in switching the children?

Shen Qingge's mind was a jumbled mess, a jumble of questions and speculations that gave her a splitting headache.

She pressed her temples hard, trying to calm herself down.

The most important question now is: Where are her biological children?

Is it a boy or a girl?

Are you still alive?

How are you doing?

These problems were like countless sharp swords, piercing her heart and causing her to bleed.

Shen Qingge could barely breathe.

She hugged her pillow tightly, trying hard not to cry out loud.

She knew that the most important thing now was to stay calm.

That lab report must be hidden; it's the only evidence she currently has.

If Haize knew that she was already aware of the situation, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Shen Qingge carefully took the test report out of her pocket and repeatedly checked the blood type information on it.

Type AB, clear and unequivocal.

She carefully folded the test results and hid them inside her underwear.

Time passed slowly, and the sky outside gradually darkened.

The lights in the ward were soft and warm, but Shen Qingge couldn't feel any warmth.

Her heart had frozen solid, hard and cold.

In a daze, she heard a familiar voice coming from outside.

It's Haize who's here.

Shen Qingge's body tensed instantly, and her heart pounded like a drum.

She heard Haize talking to the doctor, his voice carrying just the right amount of concern and anxiety.

"Doctor, how is the child? Have the test results come back?"

"Mr. Hai, the child's blood tests showed some abnormal indicators. We suspect it might be acute leukemia, but further tests are needed for a definitive diagnosis."

"Leukemia?" Haize's voice was filled with shock. "How is that possible? The child has always been very healthy."

"The causes of this disease are quite complex, and sometimes there are no obvious symptoms. However, you don't need to worry too much. Current treatment techniques are very advanced, especially for childhood leukemia, where the cure rate is quite high."

"What kind of treatment is needed now? Cost is not a problem; I'm willing to spend any amount of money as long as my child can be cured."

As Shen Qingge listened to Haize's words, a complex mix of emotions welled up inside her.

The doctor left quickly, and Haize's footsteps grew closer.

Shen Qingge felt like a corpse, unable to move, as she lay on the bed.

She heard the suite door being gently pushed open, and Haize quietly walked in.

"Qingge?" he called her name softly, his voice tender.

Shen Qingge did not respond, her eyes staring blankly at the ceiling.

Haize sat down by the bed and gently took her hand:

"It's okay, don't worry." Haize gently stroked the back of her hand. "The doctor said it's only a possibility, not necessarily leukemia. Even if it is, modern medical technology can cure it. Let's not scare ourselves."

"I have contacted the best pediatric hematology specialists in China, and they will come for a consultation tomorrow. If necessary, we can transfer them to a better hospital or send them abroad for treatment."

No matter the cost, I will cure Ruoxi.

Shen Qingge listened quietly, but inwardly she was sneering.

She let Haize hold her hand and didn't move.