The Billionaire Ex-Wife Stormed Back as a Marvelous Divine Doctor
Chapter 378 - 377

Chapter 378: Chapter 377

Harry: "..."

Do we really need to say such blunt things out loud?

Does he not care about his own dignity?

This is like nailing yourself to a pillar of shame, plainly saying you’re not capable!

Ivy continued, "I’m serious, you haven’t had a sex life for years. When you finally do, make sure to get plenty of sleep to have the stamina to handle things. Have you found anyone suitable to marry recently?"

"Okay, Madam, I haven’t found anyone suitable yet. Just let me know how to adjust my health."

As Harry finished speaking, Ivy immediately showed a disdainful expression.

"Harry, to be fair, at your age, you need to hurry up and find a partner. You can’t keep fooling around. You need to consider your future happiness, especially since you have money now; it’s not like you’re broke."

"If you really can’t manage later, don’t come to me for help. I might not be able to save you. Do you know that?"

Ivy earnestly persuaded, "Listen to me, hurry up and find a partner. If not, consider Isabella Yeaton. Isabella is a great girl and single. I think you’d make a good match."

Harry was silent, a slight blush crossing his face, "Madam! Right now, my focus is work. Things like romance should wait until I’m not busy."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk," Ivy shook her head, "You’re so stubborn. You’ll regret it later. Next time you come to me for a check-up, I’ll have to recommend the men’s health department. I can’t save you then."

Harry was left blushing and speechless by Ivy’s words.

Edwin Blake, who was standing nearby, coughed, "Is this something that can be alleviated just by getting enough sleep?"

Ivy glanced at him, "Oh, the wicked capitalist finally realized. He’s probably planning to give you some time off. Harry, you must agree. Such kindness from the boss doesn’t come often."

"Ivy, just tell me if getting sleep is enough to fix it. Why so many words? You’re a doctor, not a chatterbox."

Edwin replied irritably.

Ivy responded directly, "Yes, sleep can alleviate it. But for years, Harry has adapted to high-pressure work. Even if you have to catch a flight at five, he might sleep at one and naturally wake up at three. His body is used to this intensity."

Edwin replied sourly, "It’s not like I have a different schedule. Our sleep quality is essentially the same."

"No, no, no. For example, when you schedule work, you can sleep at night. He can’t because he needs to work overtime to finish since you’ll give him more work the next day."

Ivy interrupted Edwin’s attempts to draw pity.

Edwin immediately said, "Well, I’m not comfortable either. I also have sleep disorders. If you don’t believe me, take my pulse and see."

"Any issues you have are your own doing, unrelated to others. I don’t treat people with mental issues. Harry, take this medicine, that’s all you need."

As Ivy spoke, she had already prepared the prescription.

Harry asked, "Madam, won’t this medication have any side effects, like inability to concentrate or excessive sleepiness? I’m worried about delaying things..."

"What a good employee!

At this, Ivy started clapping enthusiastically!

"Taking this medicine will improve your sleep. Your problem is that your mind is too focused, causing poor sleep. Others can’t focus and sleep too much; you’re the opposite."

Harry frowned, "But President Blake has many assignments that require late-night travel. With this medicine, would an alarm even wake me up?"

"This isn’t a knock-out drug or a hypnotic. How could it not wake you."

After speaking, Ivy directly shouted, "Alright, I’ve seen your issue here. Next!"

Edwin immediately rushed forward anxiously, "Ivy, wait a bit. When do you go on business trips? How am I supposed to handle my condition? You didn’t give any instructions."

Ivy looked up impatiently, "Didn’t I tell you? I won’t be assisting with your treatments anymore."

"Even with money, you won’t earn it? When did you start treating money like dirt? You’re about to make this money, and now you want to refuse it?"

Edwin coaxed gently, "Now if you treat me successfully, it’ll be credited to you. If someone else does, they’ll get all the glory."

Ivy waved her hand, "Go ahead, find a doctor you trust. It’s not my concern. I’m willing to let others reap the fruits directly and establish their place in medicine with my results."

"Ivy!" Edwin was infuriated by her carefree attitude, "Can you not be like this!"

"What do you mean, like this? President Blake, it’s my working hours now. I hope you understand, thanks for cooperating. I’m serious."

After speaking, Ivy directly pressed the call button for the next patient.

Harry looked at him awkwardly, "President... the next patient is here, should we... go?"

Reluctantly, Edwin walked out, instructing Harry, "Later, try to get close to Ivy’s assistant, see what her schedule is like lately."

"Alright."

"Also, don’t overwork yourself recently. Many tasks aren’t urgent. Health comes first. I don’t want to be the Ross family’s villain later."

After much consideration, Edwin gave Harry a vacation, "The group isn’t busy right now. HR is starting to recruit. Just interview suitable department managers. Then there’s not much to do, so rest well."

Harry was overwhelmed with surprise and joy, "President, actually I... I’m fine, I can still manage. Rest assured, I pledge my unwavering loyalty to our group!"

Edwin waved dismissively, "Alright, I know you’re loyal. No need to keep saying it; it sounds fake when repeated. Do you have plans this afternoon?"

Harry checked the schedule, "You have two contracts to review this afternoon and an overseas meeting, all to be completed online."

"Alright, then go investigate. First, get me a ward ready; I’m waiting here for Ivy to get off work!"

Edwin’s words made Harry delighted.

He immediately and diligently arranged a single ward, even thoughtfully sitting in Isabella’s office.

With a sly grin, he started, "Isabella, just let me know Madam’s schedule. Don’t be so stingy."

"No way. Actually, I’m trying to tell you, I don’t know the director’s schedule afterward either."

Isabella shrugged helplessly, showing her own helplessness.

"I don’t believe it. You must know. Are you going to just watch me die without helping? You can’t do that, sister, good sister!"

Harry now embraced shamelessness as his unbeatable strategy.

As long as his face was thick enough, his wishes could come true.

"Harry, I seriously don’t know. Stop asking me. The director’s schedule outside the hospital isn’t my responsibility. You and President Blake should take care of it yourselves!"

After saying this, Isabella shook her head, looking completely helpless.

Harry returned dejectedly to the lobby to wait for Ivy.

Finally, when the numbers were called out.

Harry dashed forward, "Madam, please save me here, okay?"

"You..." Ivy’s voice came slowly, "If you don’t quickly leave Edwin Blake, there’s nothing I can do. I’m not a Divine Doctor!"