The Billionaire Ex-Wife Stormed Back as a Marvelous Divine Doctor
Chapter 273 - 272 What Does President Blake’s Anger Have to Do With Me?

Chapter 273: Chapter 272 What Does President Blake’s Anger Have to Do With Me?

Ivy River immediately knew where the problem was when she heard that.

The Money Lover Tribute erupted.

She helplessly said, "People are giving us money, this isn’t just about the money. What if Edwin Blake really dies? What will happen when Fatty and Emmy grow up? If they ask us how Edwin Blake died, what will we say?"

Lucas Woods snorted coldly, "How much is Edwin Blake paying?"

"You tell me any price and I’ll ask for it. These herbs are priceless in the market. As long as you’re happy, we can ask for any amount."

Lucas Woods knew that Edwin Blake wasn’t short of money, so he casually said, "We sold a Sky Heart Lotus for eight million before. If we’re selling it to Edwin Blake, a familiar price would be twenty million."

Ivy River was stunned for a moment. Truly worthy of being her mentor.

She originally thought that one million per lotus was expensive enough, but her mentor was even more daring!

Truly a case of the pupil surpassing the master.

"Any problem?" Lucas Woods looked at Ivy River’s complicated expression and asked with displeasure.

Ivy River quickly said, "No problem, Master. Not a single problem. Rest assured, we’ll take Edwin Blake for all he’s worth. After all, he’s foolish and loaded with money."

"No, this isn’t about ripping customers off."

"Yes, yes, we call this charging people based on their wealth. If he has money, we take more from him. We only make money from the wealthy," Ivy River continued to flatter, "Isn’t that right, Master?"

"Hmm, sometimes we see patients who are in difficulty and we treat them at low cost. Making money from the rich to subsidize the poor patients, there’s no problem here. We’re doing charity, and it’s also a form of charity from the wealthy."

Lucas Woods had a very unique perspective on money.

After Ivy River finished organizing the herbs, she directly handed the shovel over to Lucas Woods, "Master, I’m going out to prepare the medicine. You can clean up the battlefield here. Rest assured, the money we make will all go to you, I won’t take any of it."

"Alright, truly a good disciple of mine."

Lucas Woods felt all his anger disappear upon hearing this.

He happily took up the shovel and started cleaning up.

...

The next day.

Ivy River had just arrived at the hospital after dropping off her children when she saw a group of young nurses chattering together.

As soon as they saw her, they scattered immediately.

Ivy River frowned and called Isabella Yeaton to come in with her.

"Tell me, what’s going on? How come they’ve started gossiping again after just a few days?"

Isabella Yeaton promptly answered, "That judge from yesterday, Cyrus Brown, do you remember him? He smeared you on Twitter, saying President Blake opened the back door for you, and you knew all the questions beforehand, which is why you made it to the top three."

"It doesn’t matter. What’s there to say about that? When it comes to the final clinical stage, he can’t still say I’m cheating. It’s not about the process, just the results. Didn’t I tell you this already?"

"That’s not important. What’s important is they also uncovered the current relationship between Isla and President Blake, saying you climbed up as a third party, and that Isla went abroad because of you."

Isabella Yeaton glanced nervously at Ivy River after she finished speaking.

Ivy River’s expression was indifferent, "Alright, let me take a look."

As she spoke, she opened Twitter.

As expected.

She was trending in the top three again.

She never realized she had a trending topic physique before.

Seeing that faint smile on Ivy River’s lips made Isabella Yeaton shiver. She cautiously said, "Director, you shouldn’t smile like that, it’s scary."

"What’s there to be afraid of? This trending topic will increase the heat for my championship journey. It will help me promote myself better later."

As she scrolled.

Ivy River saw Isla’s like on the comment accusing her of being a third party and even Isla reposted Cyrus Brown’s tweet. She couldn’t help but curl her lips.

Immediately, she used her main account to post an official tweet.

[Hello everyone, I’m Ivy River. Sorry to take up public time.

Just to clarify again, everything that happened at the Traditional Chinese Medicine competition has nothing to do with Edwin Blake. Winning an award only proves my medical skills. If you slander me, I don’t mind taking you to court. @CyrusBrown

Additionally, once again, I am no longer married to Edwin Blake. We ended our marriage five years ago and have no relationship now. Please don’t spread rumors, thank you.

Also: I will not remarry Edwin Blake, so there’s no third party situation. If you want to know the truth about the marriage eight years ago, I don’t mind sharing it @Isla.]

Ivy River not only directly confronted Cyrus Brown but also didn’t spare Isla.

After posting, Ivy River was in a great mood, "Afternoon tea this afternoon. Inform the young nurses, you order milk tea or fruits, I’ll order the cake."

Isabella Yeaton had Ivy River on special notification. As soon as she posted the tweet.

Isabella Yeaton’s phone rang.

Seeing it, Isabella Yeaton was dumbfounded, "No, no, Director! How could you post such a tweet, it’s not good?"

"I think it’s great. Alright, when Edwin Blake arrives later, I’ll get to treating him quickly, and you go arrange the departmental afternoon tea."

"Okay, but don’t buy too much cake. It’s really too expensive. We don’t need to eat such pricey things."

Ivy River smiled, "Why? Trying to save money for me? Don’t worry, I can afford to treat you all to afternoon tea, and the milk tea is unlimited."

"Alright, Director..."

Isabella Yeaton didn’t even know how she walked out.

Anyway, her mind was very muddled.

So much so that she even bumped into Harry Ross.

Harry Ross waved his hand in front of her curiously, "Hey, Isabella Yeaton, snap out of it. What’s wrong with you, you look out of it?"

Isabella Yeaton came to her senses abruptly. The moment she saw Harry Ross, she asked, "Where’s President Blake?"

"He went in." Harry Ross looked at her like she was an idiot.

"Oh, that’s good. Treatment should have started. I was so scared. Alright, I need to go arrange the afternoon tea now."

Harry Ross grabbed her, "What afternoon tea? I want to drink too. How much do you earn in a month that you can afford afternoon tea without going bankrupt?"

"Director River is in a good mood today, so she’s treating us to milk tea."

Isabella Yeaton answered truthfully.

Harry Ross asked in confusion, "You said Madam is in a good mood today?"

Isabella Yeaton nodded.

Harry Ross got even more perplexed. He also saw Twitter this morning.

The situation had worsened to the point that even the president’s mood was affected. He was snapping at the top brass all the way.

He even went for crisis PR.

How could Madam be in a good mood?

He couldn’t make sense of it, scratching his head, "Are you sure you didn’t see wrong? Madam isn’t angry or upset, but rather in a good mood?"

Isabella Yeaton answered seriously, "I’m positive. And she posted a tweet. She was already quite happy, but after tweeting, she got even happier. I’m sure I didn’t see wrong!"

Hearing that Ivy River posted another tweet.

Harry Ross instantly felt a chill down his spine, quickly pulling out his phone to check.

After seeing it, he felt a cold sweat.

Damn, the top brass and he himself must lay low today.

Can’t afford to provoke any trouble.

Harry Ross hurriedly followed after her, muttering, "If Madam isn’t angry, then our president will be. No matter, I must drink the milk tea Madam is treating us."

"What does it matter to me if President Blake is angry?"