The Billionaire Ex-Wife Stormed Back as a Marvelous Divine Doctor
Chapter 253: After the modification - 252

Chapter 253: After the modification: Chapter 252

Harry Ross looked at Edwin Blake, too afraid to speak.

Ivy River finally lost her patience, "Edwin Blake, are you letting me treat this illness or not? This is just a simple acupuncture session and you’re already being uncooperative. What about the subsequent treatments?"

Edwin Blake’s eyes burned with anger, and he said coldly, "Harry Ross, keep your eyes shut the whole time! If today’s events leak out in any way, you’ll regret it!"

Harry Ross immediately responded, "Got it, President!"

Ivy River wasted no more words and started the acupuncture directly.

"Your legs might feel sore and painful. If it becomes too uncomfortable, let me know and I’ll give you a towel, President Blake."

Harry Ross snuck a glance at Edwin Blake’s perfect back.

Broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and those impossibly long legs.

What a pity, now he’s become Madam’s plaything.

Whatever she wants him to do, he has to do.

Edwin Blake spoke disdainfully, "No need. You just need to do your job well."

Ivy River nodded without speaking and turned to leave.

"Harry Ross."

Harry Ross shivered when Ivy River suddenly called him, "What’s the matter, Madam?"

"Come, let’s have a chat. Your President doesn’t need you right now. You can go back when he can’t bear the pain anymore."

Ivy River waved Harry Ross over.

Harry Ross hesitated but eventually walked over.

"Madam, what do you want to talk about?"

"How old are you this year?"

Harry Ross obediently replied, "Thirty-two. I’ve been following President Blake for eight years. I’ve never changed jobs since I started as an intern."

"Oh, then do you have a partner?" Ivy River asked nonchalantly.

Harry Ross was at a loss. He hesitated, "What’s wrong, Madam? I don’t have one yet..."

"Do you have any prospects?"

"No, I don’t."

Ivy River nodded, "Then why haven’t you gotten married, don’t have a partner, and don’t even have someone you like? People should have goals, right?"

Harry Ross didn’t understand Ivy River’s intention but still said, "Madam, you’re right."

"Since you know I’m right, why don’t you follow your President’s lead?"

Upon hearing Ivy River’s words,

Harry Ross’s mind went blank, and he realized he was in trouble again...

"Madam, I’m focusing on my career right now. I haven’t considered relationships yet."

Ivy River nodded knowingly, "Oh, I see. Maybe I misjudged you?"

"No, no, Madam. Please stop teasing me." Harry Ross hurriedly waved his hands to beg for mercy. This Madam was really tormenting him!

Ivy River smiled, "Alright then, how about I introduce you to someone? Would you like that?"

"Who?" Harry Ross instinctively asked.

"Isabella Yeaton, my little assistant. I saw you two chatting happily, so I thought I’d ask if you had any intentions."

"Huh?"

Ivy River smiled, "I saw you two talking so happily. Could it be that you don’t have any feelings for her?"

Harry Ross was startled and quickly waved his hands, "Madam, Madam, no, no, that’s not true."

Ivy River pouted, "She’s a good girl. Don’t think she’s not good enough for you. She’s my assistant now, not just a little nurse. Her abilities have my recognition too..."

Harry Ross quickly interjected, "I’m not good enough for her!"

The two of them continued chatting as if no one else was there.

Totally forgetting there was a patient nearby.

Edwin Blake’s forehead was dripping with sweat.

But no one cared about him.

He was drenched in sweat, and his legs hurt.

The soreness spread throughout his body.

At first, he thought it was just some needles. After all these years, he’d endured all kinds of pain.

So he didn’t take it seriously.

If he had known, he would have asked for a towel, even if just to wipe his sweat.

Edwin Blake gritted his teeth and reminded the two, "Ivy River!"

Ivy River heard but continued talking to Harry Ross.

Edwin Blake didn’t give up, "Harry Ross!"

He wanted to shout loudly, but the pain made his voice faint, so it was normal that Harry Ross didn’t hear.

No other choice.

Edwin Blake could only bang on the bed.

Finally, Harry Ross moved and quickly came over, "President, what’s the matter?"

Edwin Blake’s face was unsightly, and he had no strength to talk.

Harry Ross saw his sweaty forehead and body, then quickly used a towel to gently wipe it.

He couldn’t help but ask Ivy River, "Madam, what’s going on with the President?"

"It’s normal. I said at the beginning, Edwin Blake would feel pain. He’s the one who didn’t want a towel."

Ivy River shrugged, looking innocent.

Harry Ross checked the time, "Madam, isn’t it about time? How much longer does the President need?"

Ivy River glanced at the time and slapped her thigh, "Oops, I lost track of time. Sorry."

She didn’t hurry, leisurely walking over to Edwin Blake.

Edwin Blake glared at Ivy River, gritting his teeth, "You did this on purpose, Ivy River."

"What? I can’t hear you. Can you speak louder?"

Ivy River knew Edwin Blake was in too much pain to have any strength.

She deliberately put her ear by his mouth.

Edwin Blake snorted coldly, remaining silent.

"Alright, since you don’t want to talk, I won’t force you. Should I remove the needles now? Don’t move around, alright?"

Ivy River smiled as she spoke.

This made Harry Ross anxious, and he couldn’t help but urge, "Madam, Madam, please quickly remove the needles from the President. It’s overtime, and he’s in a lot of pain!"

"It’s fine. A bit of overtime won’t affect anything."

Ivy River spoke calmly and even gave Harry Ross a small smile.

Harry Ross was very anxious, "Okay, okay, Madam, please hurry."

"Alright."

Ivy River didn’t drag it out and quickly started to remove the needles.

Edwin Blake felt the pain slowly subsiding, replaced by a sense of relief.

Harry Ross stood by, worried, "President, is it still painful?"

Edwin Blake replied coldly, "No."

"Ha," Ivy River gave Edwin Blake a little slap on the butt, "If it doesn’t hurt, then relax. What’s up with your legs being so tense? If you keep this up, I’ll leave the last needles in."

Edwin Blake frowned, "Ivy River, stop touching me all the time."

Ivy River nodded, "Alright, I’ll leave the last ones for later."

As she spoke, she started removing the needles from his back.

If one looked closely, they would see Edwin Blake’s handsome face was slightly red.

But that was not important.

Ivy River removed a silver needle with a mischievous smile and placed it on Edwin Blake’s leg.

Edwin Blake couldn’t endure it, letting out a muffled groan, "Hiss—"

Harry Ross noticed, "President, does it hurt again?"

"No."

Edwin Blake clenched his lips in pain.

Ivy River glanced at him and quietly put her phone down, pretending to wipe her hands with a wet wipe.

"It doesn’t hurt? If it doesn’t, why are you biting your lip, President Blake? Trying to seduce someone?"

Ivy River spoke in a ghostly whisper.

Harry Ross, sensing the situation, immediately look over.

Sure enough, Edwin Blake was biting his lip, his eyes slightly closed.

In his perspective, it looked like he was enjoying himself...