The Billionaire Ex-Wife Stormed Back as a Marvelous Divine Doctor
Chapter 212: After modification - 211 The Smell of Stinky Chinese Medicine

Chapter 212: After modification: Chapter 211 The Smell of Stinky Chinese Medicine

Isla Sutton convulsed in pain, still shouting, "Ivy River, I warned you earlier, you!"

Ivy River glanced up, feeling annoyed.

Her movements, which had been gentle, turned rough as she quickly removed the cast.

Isla Sutton howled in pain, her cries shaking the heavens and terrifying the gods.

Ivy River stood up and opened the door, saying coldly, "Come in and hold her down, she’s too noisy."

Doctors came in and saw Isla Sutton screaming in pain and her swollen, immobile fingers.

They unconsciously shuddered.

As if the pain could be contagious.

Director Sullivan glanced around and said to the female doctor who regularly worked out, "Please do us a favor; we can’t ask the security team to come in here."

The doctors understood.

After all, Isla Sutton was Edwin Blake’s person, and there were gender considerations, not to mention they couldn’t afford to offend her.

They were just about to hold Isla Sutton down.

"Get away, don’t touch me!" Isla Sutton was extremely agitated, struggling with punches and kicks.

The four doctors standing in front of her were all muscular, each over 1.75 meters tall, very robust.

The thought of these people holding her down terrified her.

"We won’t do anything to you; it’s just that it will hurt in a moment, and you might move and disrupt your treatment."

The doctors tried their best to persuade her.

But Isla Sutton wasn’t buying it at all and cursed, "Get out, I don’t want you here, get out!"

"Edwin Blake invited you to treat me, not Ivy River. And you, Ivy River, you bitch, using public office for private revenge! If you have a problem with me, come at me directly, don’t play dirty tricks."

"Edwin was absolutely right to divorce you; you witch, if he knew what you were doing to me, he would never let you get away with it!"

The doctors didn’t know what to do. Isla Sutton’s stress response was intense, and they looked at Ivy River with troubled expressions, "Doctor River..."

"So noisy. Did you bring any gauze?" Ivy River remained unmoved, speaking slowly.

Everyone was stunned.

Gauze?

Director Sullivan reacted first, "I’ll go get it right now!"

At the same time.

The pain had subsided slightly for Isla Sutton, and her reason began to return.

"What do you need gauze for?"

Ivy River smiled without speaking.

When Director Sullivan brought the gauze, Ivy River spoke calmly, "Stuff it in her mouth. If the patient remains overly agitated, sedate her."

Director Sullivan was stunned.

Sedation, gauze stuffing...

Let me do it?

She hesitated, "Doctor River, this, this..."

Ivy River grabbed the gauze and stuffed it into Isla Sutton’s mouth.

Isla Sutton shook her head, struggling, "Ivy River, what are you doing, what are you doing! If... mmph mmph"

Before she could finish speaking, the gauze was stuffed into her mouth.

"Hold her down, let’s begin. Don’t waste my time."

Seeing this, the doctors quickly rushed forward and held Isla Sutton tightly, as easy as holding down a chick.

Inwardly, they admired Ivy River.

She really was a formidable character.

Isla Sutton was Edwin Blake’s woman, yet she was being stuffed with gauze like it was nothing.

But then again, Ivy had been his wife.

Edwin Blake had to consider her status, not just anyone’s feelings. Especially since Ivy River’s true identity was a daughter of the Wiles Family.

The two families were evenly matched in status.

They couldn’t understand why Edwin Blake would leave such a beautiful, well-born, and knowledgeable wife.

For a jealous woman.

Before they could figure it out, Isla Sutton’s struggles drew their attention back.

She was struggling hard.

Almost breaking free, scaring them into pressing harder.

Ivy River, wearing gloves, spoke coldly, "Don’t lose focus. Hold her down, don’t let her move, thank you."

The four doctors nodded repeatedly, "She’s held down, you can begin."

Ivy River said nothing.

She directly pressed hard on the red, swollen fingers.

Isla Sutton writhed in pain, trying her best to break free.

Even though the four muscular female doctors held her down, they almost couldn’t contain her due to the intensity.

Doctor Sullivan whispered, "Do you want some painkillers?"

"You’re a doctor. Don’t you know painkillers don’t help much?" Ivy River didn’t stop her actions, speaking coldly.

"I know, I know." Doctor Sullivan quickly responded.

Ivy River glanced at her, "If you can’t stand it, go out, or find a better doctor to treat her. I’ll step aside."

"No need, no need, you treat her. I promise I won’t say another word."

Doctor Sullivan was intimidated by Ivy River’s presence, silently stepping back and not speaking again.

Ivy River held the ends of the fingers, gently moving them.

She met Isla Sutton’s furious gaze as if she wanted to eat her alive.

She smirked evilly.

"It hurts, I know. But good medicine tastes bitter yet is effective. How can you get better without some pain?"

As soon as she finished speaking.

Ivy River squeezed hard.

Isla Sutton’s pupils contracted, her head rocking back and forth, trying to knock into something to relieve the pain.

"Get another person to hold her head so she doesn’t harm herself and make it hard to answer to Edwin Blake."

Director Sullivan hurried up to support her.

Softly coaxing her, "Miss Sutton, it’ll be over soon. Don’t be too agitated, or I can’t report back. Treatment is more important."

Isla Sutton desperately shook her head, but it was useless.

Ivy River turned and began preparing something, leaving her fingers dangling in pain.

"Mmph mmph... mmph mmph!"

Isla Sutton couldn’t speak, only mumbling continuously.

Director Sullivan consoled, "Director River will be back soon. Don’t worry, her skills are excellent. Your hand will be fine, don’t worry."

In fact, she knew Isla Sutton’s fingers were suffering.

But for some reason, she didn’t want to care about her fingers.

Just wanted her to experience the pain.

The other four doctors knew she was in pain, yet no one placed anything to cushion her fingers.

Soon after.

The room was filled with the scent of herbal medicine.

Ivy River’s hands didn’t stop, still mixing the herbs.

Even with a mask, she could smell it.

It was truly foul.

She frowned and walked over to Director Sullivan, "I’ll take over, you mash the herbs. Call me in five minutes."

"Okay." Director Sullivan happily went to mash the herbs.

Not caring if it stank, she was excited.

Thinking that if she performed well, she might get some answers from Ivy River later.

With this thought.

She mashed more enthusiastically.

The room was filled with a foul odor, and Ivy River eventually couldn’t bear it, stepping out into the hallway.

"Old Sullivan, what kind of herbs are these? They’re unbearable!"

"Yeah, having us wait here while Doctor River avoids the smell. Can’t she be fair and give us a break too!"

"I’m at my limit. If I had known, I wouldn’t have come with you. Is this what a diagnosis by a ’Divine Doctor’ looks like?"

"Hey, from the moment you asked us to come, I knew it wouldn’t be so simple. But really, if it’s a finger fracture, keep the splint on. Why rush the treatment?"

They complained one after another.

With gauze in her mouth, Isla Sutton couldn’t speak. Held down by four muscle-bound women, she couldn’t move.

If this wasn’t bad enough.

She still had to endure the smell of the herbs.

The doctors had masks, but she didn’t!

Doctor Sullivan laughed, "It’s okay, look at these herbs, we couldn’t make them. Only Doctor River can. Just wait, we’ll see something impressive soon. Learn what you can; it’s your skill if you pick it up."

Five minutes later.

Ivy River came in and inspected; the herbs were ready.

She smiled slyly at Isla Sutton, pinching the air with two fingers, and spoke slowly, "Are you ready, Miss Sutton?"