The Billionaire Ex-Wife Stormed Back as a Marvelous Divine Doctor
Chapter 152: Drinking to Death is Best

Chapter 152: Chapter 152: Drinking to Death is Best

Ivy River nodded, "So I said, you can’t afford it, leave."

She just made up the price.

She simply didn’t want to mass-produce Silver Needles.

Too tiring.

"Are you done talking?"

Edwin Blake’s voice suddenly rang out, startling them.

"Done, done," Lewis Chadwick immediately headed out, "Ivy River, we’ll chat again when you’re back at work."

Evelyn King was still a bit reluctant, but seeing Edwin Blake’s scowl,

She quickly lowered her head and walked out.

Forget it, I’ll ask later!

She quietly reminded, "Ivy River, you didn’t go to work today, didn’t take leave, if we miss work for three days, we’ll be fired."

Ivy River nodded and coolly addressed Lewis Chadwick, "I haven’t been going these days, remember to apply for leave for me, or I’m fine with being fired too."

Lewis Chadwick: ...

He’s the director, not HR.

Nor is he her little assistant.

But what can he do, Edwin Blake is easily swayed by her, so should he not listen?

He loudly replied, "Okay, I’ll go tell HR now."

Isabella Yeaton saw everyone leaving and wanted to go too. "Director River, I’ll head off first then."

"Wait a moment, I have something else to talk to you about."

Ivy River shoved some food into her mouth, "I haven’t been frequenting the hospital lately, if there’s anything, just call me."

Isabella Yeaton nodded, watching her eat with great appetite.

Her stomach couldn’t help but protest.

She awkwardly said, "Sorry, Director River."

Ivy River pointed to the kitchen, "I forgot you haven’t eaten, there’s some noodles left in the pot, go ahead and have some. I just heated it, but it’s not as good as freshly cooked, don’t complain."

Ah!

Isabella Yeaton was pleasantly surprised, "Is that okay?"

Fatty immediately ran to the kitchen, climbed up a stool to serve Isabella Yeaton.

"Just eat, pretty sister, it’s so good you’ll be speechless; my mommy’s cooking is delicious!"

Isabella Yeaton couldn’t help but laugh, "You’re the diligent kid who makes breakfast for Director River every morning, right?"

Fatty’s eyes instantly lit up, he cheerfully said, "Mommy, is it true?"

Ivy River turned her head without speaking.

Fatty was overjoyed, humming a little tune as he placed food in front of Isabella Yeaton.

"Today I’m so happy, really so happy~"

Edwin Blake casually walked to the kitchen, glanced at the leftovers.

He frowned slightly and took a bowl to serve himself.

Ivy River watched with a bland expression, "Why are you eating my food, hurry back to your own home."

Edwin Blake continued eating the noodles without looking up.

The noodles were a bit mushy.

But the taste was exactly the same as before.

Very fresh, very delicious.

If only Ivy River was the same as before, now she’s so fierce.

He doesn’t like her at all.

Isabella Yeaton was initially chatting and laughing with Fatty, but Edwin Blake’s arrival.

Made the dining table silent.

Fatty was unhappy, "Leave my house at once, you’re not welcome here, hurry and leave!"

"I just let go of the person who almost killed me, what’s wrong with eating a meal at your house?" Edwin Blake glanced at Fatty.

Without stopping his hands, he continued to pick up food and eat.

He even commented, "Haven’t you been cooking much these years? It tastes odd, not as good as before."

"This dish too, it’s a bit bland, you should add more salt next time..."

Madeline Woods couldn’t listen any longer, couldn’t help but say angrily, "Is this your house? How can you comment so freely, it’s outrageous!"

Ivy River directly opened the door, "Get out, it’s already pretty good that I’m letting you have a bite here, yet you complain, Harry Ross, take your beloved CEO and get out."

Edwin Blake ignored them, "I’m a patient now, you haven’t prescribed medicine for me yet, and there’s follow-up treatment."

Ivy River’s tone was cool, "Wait until a workday to find me at the hospital for medicine, I don’t want to prescribe it now, I’m a bit tired."

"Fine, then I won’t leave, your first floor has a guest room anyway, Harry, go and buy me a quilt, I’ll stay here today."

Harry Ross immediately said, "Okay, CEO."

Actually, he wanted to say, your house is next door.

Is it necessary, CEO...

Ivy River chuckled, "No problem, but make sure to watch out tonight, my Silver Needle isn’t forgiving."

"Are you threatening me?"

Ivy River shook her head, "How could I, I never threaten anyone because I always speak the truth."

Edwin Blake finished his noodles and got up.

Walking up to Ivy River, he suddenly pulled her into his arms.

Saying in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Don’t forget what you promised me."

Ivy River pushed him away harshly, "I remember, but don’t go too far!"

"Don’t worry, with an ex-wife, I usually have a lot of patience." Edwin Blake squinted at Ivy River.

Ivy River helplessly looked at the person in front of her.

Regretting agreeing to Edwin Blake’s three conditions.

Still not knowing what he’s going to do with them.

She sighed, got up, and went upstairs.

Edwin Blake slightly raised an eyebrow, "Where are you going?"

"Going upstairs to write you a prescription."

Edwin Blake hurriedly said, "Didn’t you give me herbal medicine last time? Why change it this time?"

Fatty frowned his delicate eyebrows, "Why do you talk so much? If you don’t want to wait, just roll back to your home!"

"My house is too far from yours, when there’s a chance, I’ll take you and Emmy to see the wedding house your mom and I share."

Edwin Blake shamelessly spoke.

Fatty rolled his eyes, "Pfft, can you have some shame?"

Ivy River didn’t pay attention to their bickering.

Went upstairs, wrote the prescription, and came down.

Instructing Harry Ross, "Three times a day, continue the herbal medicine from before, and absolutely no alcohol!"

Speaking of not drinking alcohol.

Ivy River couldn’t help but frown and cursed, "This sudden deterioration of your condition is because you drank too much, why not just drink yourself to death?"

Edwin Blake said aggrievedly, "Social obligations, unavoidable."

Ivy River: ???

Who the hell dares force you to drink.

Aren’t business deals made with others begging you?

Ivy River said irritably, "Harry Ross, don’t bother with this prescription, no need to treat someone who refuses to learn."

Harry Ross didn’t dare to speak.

He nervously held onto the prescription, not letting go.

Ivy River got up and went to the wine cabinet.

Took out a bunch of alcohol and put it directly in front of Edwin Blake.

"Drink up, since you like drinking so much, have your fill, if my home’s alcohol isn’t enough, I’ll buy you more."

Edwin Blake didn’t dare say anything.

He changed the topic, "Have you called Grandma recently? If not, make sure to visit, she misses you."

"No need for you to say, I’m more thoughtful!"

Ivy River, in her anger, directly opened all the bottles of alcohol.

Picked it up and started pouring it into Edwin Blake’s mouth.

Edwin Blake couldn’t dodge, with his body still weak.

Got a mouthful of alcohol poured in.

"Why aren’t you swallowing! Drinking alone isn’t fun? Harry Ross, come here, drink with your CEO!"

Ivy River angrily slammed the bottle on the table.

Bang—

A loud noise, the bottle shattered on the ground.

Everyone present looked at each other, hearts involuntarily tensing up.