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

At the hospital entrance, Su Maiqi bought two cups of rock sugar pear soup and carried them upstairs.

She herself was so nervous that she had no appetite, and Gu Tingyu probably wouldn't be able to eat either. But the weather was cold and dry, and after making so many phone calls, she should at least have a drink of water.

When she went upstairs, she saw that Gu Tingyu had finally calmed down.

Outside the emergency room, on a cold iron chair, sat a lonely man, his back hunched, his shoulders drooping, shrouded in a deep melancholy and helplessness.

Su Maiqi felt her heart clench.

She sat down next to the man and gently handed him the glass of rock sugar pear soup.

Gu Tingyu took it and drank a sip. Su Maiqi leaned her body to the side, close to Gu Tingyu's.

Even though it was through a thick down jacket, Su Maiqi thought that at this moment, being able to feel another person's body would be some comfort.

She said softly, "Mo Yan will be alright."

Gu Tingyu didn't say anything, but held the glass of rock sugar pear soup and took another sip.

An hour later, the operating room door finally opened.

The doctor said, "The surgery went smoothly. After a few months of rest, you will be able to stand up and walk without any problems. You were knocked unconscious by the impact, but there was no bleeding in your head, so it's not a serious issue."

The anesthesia hasn't completely worn off yet; we need to check her condition. Family members should not leave.

Su Maiqi helped Gu Tingyu push Mo Yan to the ward. It was the best ward in the hospital, and the room was very spacious.

Next to the hospital bed, a comfortable sofa bed is set up, providing a place for family members who are accompanying the patient to rest.

Opposite the sofa bed, a flat-screen TV hangs quietly on the wall, below which is a bedside table with drawers, on which are placed some necessities and personal items.

In one corner of the ward, a small kitchen area quietly awaits use, complete with a microwave, mini-fridge, and sink.

The doctors and nurses checked all the testing equipment. They instructed the family to monitor the patient's condition closely.

Gu Tingyu instructed Su Maiqi to keep an eye on Mo Yan and pay close attention to all the monitoring data.

She went to the balcony to make a phone call and arrange for a caregiver.

After all, she couldn't stay here indefinitely, and she didn't know how to prepare food. If she couldn't do it for a while, Mo Yan might not be able to walk again, and she would still need a caregiver.

I had just finished making the phone call when I heard the door to the ward open.

The nurse brought Su Mailou in, carrying a basket with two insulated lunch boxes and some food.

When she heard from her younger sister that Mo Yan had been in a car accident, she was very worried.

Mr. Mo is a very kind person. He has helped me several times and is also my brother-in-law's personal assistant. We have a very close relationship.

If something happens, you should come and check it out yourself.

And judging from Su Maiqi's manner, with that kind of hospitality, she and her brother-in-law probably hadn't eaten yet. Anyway, since they had cooked a lot, they had already divided some into insulated lunchboxes.

After finishing my meal and settling things at home, I brought my own lunchbox over.

The female workers at home all brought work home to do in the evenings. With Lin Manlin keeping Duoduo company at home, Su Mailou felt at ease.

Duoduo really likes Aunt Manlin. She pesters her to sleep with her every day and asks her to tell her stories.

When her mother told her that she was going to the hospital to visit her aunt and see a patient, and that Aunt Manlin would stay at home with her, Duoduo happily hurried her mother out the door without any reluctance.

This made Lin Manlin very proud, thinking that her charm even surpassed that of someone else's own mother.

Su Mairou took the food to the small dining table in the kitchen area, opened the lid, and the aroma of the food wafted out. Gu Tingyu finally realized he was hungry.

The doctor said Mo Yan was fine and made another call to arrange a reliable caregiver. Mo Yan finally relaxed, and his stomach started to rumble.

Su Mailou ran to the bedside again, asked about Mo Yan's condition, and said to her sister, "I'll stay here and watch over him. You go and eat."

Gu Tingyu and Su Maiqi were eating in silence over there.

A fragrant braised pork belly, the meat tender and flavorful, with a rich broth.

A plate of stir-fried seasonal vegetables, vibrant in color, retains the original flavor and nutrients of the vegetables; and a bowl of steaming hot tomato and egg soup, perfectly balanced in sweet and sour, warms the heart.

There was also an unopened insulated lunchbox, which Su Mailou said was porridge prepared for Mo Yan and was kept separately.

Two people who had experienced hunger and fright now felt at ease and calm as they ate such a homely and warm meal.

Su Mairou sat by the hospital bed, keeping an eye on the various test data.

Seeing Mo Yan lying on the bed, his face was a little pale, probably due to blood loss, and there was a noticeable scratch on his face.

A soft feeling rose in Su Mairou's heart. Such a big thing had happened, and only Su Maiqi and Gu Tingyu were there to protect her. Why hadn't Mr. Mo's family come yet?

For some reason, I suddenly remembered that before I got divorced, I was hospitalized with pneumonia and was all alone.

The mother-in-law said she was afraid of infecting the child, so she wouldn't let Li Deshun come to the hospital to take care of her.

Even if pneumonia doesn't affect walking, it's just a matter of getting an IV drip at the hospital. Let her eat in the cafeteria or order takeout.

She wasn't particularly sad at first, and she wasn't a delicate person. She brought a tablet to the hospital and also bought an IV alarm.

I get IV drips and nebulizer treatments at the hospital, watch some shows, and sleep when I get sleepy. Anyway, the alarm will sound when the IV runs out.

She felt that apart from coughing and feeling unwell, it was like a vacation. It was a rare moment of peace and quiet. She didn't have to work, cook, or spend time with her children, which was a relief.

But one day, she saw her husband in the next bed cook a meal and bring over a thermos; seeing that his wife was having difficulty getting an IV drip, he even used a spoon to feed her. She couldn't help but shed tears.

When the doctor removed the needle, the wife nestled in her husband's arms. The husband carefully protected her, patting her head like he was comforting a child, saying, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, it'll be over in a minute."

Su Mairou realized that she wasn't actually that strong; she was just adaptable and had convinced herself of it.

But deep down, she still longed for someone to care for and look after her, and as she thought about it, her eyes welled up with tears.

She didn't notice that Mo Yan had woken up.

Mo Yan opened his eyes and first saw Su Mailou's profile, with soft yet distinct features, like a tranquil oil painting.

Her eyes were slightly lowered, and her long eyelashes cast a faint shadow under her eyelids, as if she were pondering some distant past.

A subtle sadness lingered at the corners of her lips, as if oscillating between a smile and a sigh, revealing a gentle yet melancholic beauty.

She looks fragile and touching.

For a moment, Mo Yan felt a little dazed. Was he in heaven, or was he dreaming? How could Su Mailou be by his bedside?

Then he felt an electric shock-like pain coming from his leg, a pain that felt like a sharp blade moving between his muscles and nerves.

Fragments of the car accident began to flash through my mind.