The Billionaire Ex-Wife Stormed Back as a Marvelous Divine Doctor
Chapter 263: Revised - 262 Compressing the Swollen Back

Chapter 263: Revised: Chapter 262 Compressing the Swollen Back

Alexander Hodges exclaimed in surprise, "Sis-in-law! I’m not blind!"

Ivy River couldn’t help but burst out laughing, "Alright, alright."

Edwin Blake listened to their laughter and found it extremely grating.

Alexander quietly said, "Actually, my brother’s just being stubborn. He won’t admit it even when he’s in pain, but I can tell he’s really hurting."

"Yeah, I know he’s in a lot of pain."

Ivy River spoke openly.

Alexander was shocked as he looked at Ivy River.

Ivy River chuckled, "I placed the needles. I’ve seen people with these illnesses for years. There are spots that hurt and spots that don’t. When the toxins are moving, these pressure points hurt the most. It’s a lie to say it doesn’t hurt."

Alexander was completely bewildered, "So you know where it hurts and place the needles accordingly, sis-in-law?"

"Of course not, these are standard pressure points. Why don’t you mention the fact that he has so many toxins in his body?"

Ivy River spoke calmly, never admitting it was intentional.

She wasn’t stupid.

"Alright, I misunderstood. I thought you did it on purpose, sis-in-law, hey!" Alexander suddenly spoke in glee, "Time’s up!"

Ivy River looked up.

She calmly stood up, "Edwin Blake, in a moment, I’m going to mark a spot on your back, and then Alexander will massage it for you."

Edwin Blake weakly opened his mouth, "No way."

"It’s not up to you, let’s start."

Ivy River quickly started to remove the needles.

Alexander stood to the side, dumbfounded by the speed!

However, Edwin Blake’s back quickly swelled up.

Alexander pointed at the back and asked, "Sis-in-law, is this okay?"

"Stop making a fuss. Toxins are like bacteria, if someone kills you, you’ll definitely run. You’ve had pimples, right? When you squeeze out the pus it also swells, doesn’t it?"

Ivy River said confidently.

Then she pretended to accidentally press Edwin Blake’s swollen back.

Edwin Blake furrowed his brow and hissed in pain.

Ivy River spoke indifferently, "Sorry, I didn’t do it on purpose."

Edwin Blake looked up to see Ivy River completely unapologetic.

On the contrary, there was a sly smile at the corner of her mouth.

He immediately understood—it was intentional.

"Alexander, come over and massage this bruise."

Upon hearing the command, Alexander rolled up his sleeves.

He rubbed his hands together, ready to start the massage.

But when he saw the area to be massaged, he froze, "Sis-in-law, are you sure it’s this spot?"

Ivy River responded, "Are you sure? Are you massaging or not? If not, I’ll go find someone else."

Edwin Blake glanced over, "Why does it need to be massaged? Can’t we skip it?"

"Sure." Ivy River continued, "But if you don’t massage it, it will swell even more tomorrow, delaying the acupuncture. If the toxins flare up again, you’ll be in more pain."

With that, Ivy River intentionally poked his back.

"Ivy River!" Edwin Blake warned.

Ivy River was in high spirits, "President Blake, your back needs to be massaged, please cooperate with my treatment. Thank you. Now I give you two choices: first, I find someone else to come in and massage, or second, Alexander does it."

This "does it" was quite ambiguous.

Alexander’s mouth twitched, "Sis-in-law, it’s me massaging, not ’doing...’"

"Same thing."

Edwin Blake gritted his teeth, "Alexander, if you mess with me on purpose, see how I’ll get you when I’m up."

"Sure thing, brother. Don’t worry, I’ll be careful~"

Alexander grinned mischievously, ready to start the massage.

Ivy River waved her hand, "I’ll demonstrate first. Don’t mess it up and make me look like a quack doctor who abuses high-profile patients. If word got out, wouldn’t I drown in public criticism? This is Seaton’s top capitalist!"

Upon hearing this, Edwin Blake laughed in anger.

He vowed that once he recovered, he would definitely seek revenge!

Before he could finish the thought.

The pain from his back overwhelmed him and he cursed, "Ivy River! Why are you so strong!"

Ivy River was not polite in her retort, "If I weren’t strong, how would I work out the bruises? How would you get better? If you think I’m mistreating you, go see another doctor."

Here it comes again.

Edwin Blake laughed angrily, "Fine, fine! Fine, Ivy River!"

"Good. Alexander, have you learned it? If not, I’ll show you again." Ivy River said as she was about to get hands-on.

Alexander waved his hands hurriedly, "I’ve learned it, sis-in-law, really learned it. No need to be so urgent, I can do it, you go rest."

Ivy River clapped her hands and stepped aside, giving cold instructions, "Then start, let me see if your technique is correct."

Alexander smiled apologetically, "Brother, I’m not doing it on purpose, you should understand your brother’s predicament, right? If I accidentally press too hard, please don’t get mad!!"

Edwin Blake closed his eyes, "Hurry up."

"Brother, I’m also helping you out here. If you let sis-in-law treat you, I think your illness won’t get better anytime soon... might cost you half your life."

Alexander whispered in Edwin Blake’s ear and then stepped back.

He then applied pressure heavily.

Imitating Ivy River’s technique, he began the circular massage.

Edwin Blake gritted his teeth and endured.

Ivy River frowned and interrupted, "No, you should do it like this."

She started massaging in circles on Edwin Blake’s back again.

Alexander hurriedly said, "Learned it, sis-in-law, really learned it this time. Please don’t massage anymore, my brother is going to pass out."

Ivy River stepped back, critiquing like a teacher.

"Yes, that’s right, like this."

"Left side, left side. You’re shifting your balance. Can you use more strength! Didn’t have lunch?"

"Great, excellent! Alexander Hodges, you’ve got some skills, worthy of praise, not bad."

Ten minutes later.

Ivy River called a stop, "Okay, that’s enough."

Alexander sighed in relief, directly let go and stepped forward to ask, "Brother, are you okay?"

Edwin Blake was nearly passed out from the pain, his already swollen back.

Now even more swollen...

But he silently breathed a sigh of relief.

He squinted his eyes, "Ivy River, if my back swells too much for acupuncture tomorrow, see how I’ll go out and hold a banner to report you!"

Ivy River laughed, "Okay, I’ll definitely take pictures of President Blake holding a banner to report me then."

"Never seen a president holding a banner to report a commoner, no problem, I’ll personally pay to get you to the top of the trending list and repost using my account."

This addition from Ivy River made Edwin Blake even angrier.

He stood up, enduring the pain, and coldly said, "Anything else?"

"No, remember to take your herbal medicine when you get home, goodbye."

Ivy River mercilessly started to kick them out.

Alexander quickly reacted, stepping forward to assist Edwin Blake, only to be pushed away.

"Scram."

Ivy River said, "Put on your clothes before you leave, otherwise I’m afraid people will think I did something to you. You look so pitiful now, tsk tsk."

Edwin Blake squinted his eyes and soulfully questioned Alexander Hodges, "Do I look like it?"

Alexander glanced and instinctively nodded.

But the next second he hurriedly shook his head, "Not at all! Not even a bit! My brother is handsome, a stunning presence!"

Ivy River snorted lightly, "Ridiculous."

She directly grabbed the clothes on the stool and tossed them into Edwin Blake’s arms, "Hurry up and leave, I’ve got work to do."

Edwin Blake’s face turned stone cold as he straightened his swollen back and walked up to Ivy River with a serious expression, "Repeat what you just said."

Ivy River looked up, sneered, took a mask from the drawer and tossed it on the table.

Her attitude was very clear.

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