When Ivy hurried to the hospital, Professors Watson and Alter were discussing their treatment plan. When they saw her enter, both of them just glanced up briefly and instructed, "Dr. Jones, the first stage of treatment and observation begins the day after tomorrow. You don't need to rush back and forth these days." Hearing that the treatment was about to start, Ivy quickly looked at Professor Watson and asked, "Can I observe and learn?" Professor Watson narrowed his eyes and shrugged, "Of course, you're more than welcome." Erica's eyes sparkled, and she spoke to Ivy, "He's already treating you as a student. If you have any questions, ask him. After the first stage of treatment and during the one-month observation period, Professor Watson will be in London. He'll return for the second stage of treatment. Didn't you say you were going to operate on your husband? If you have any questions, ask them quickly." Upon hearing this, Ivy was overjoyed. She had been considering whether to have Professor Watson guide her on Shawn's surgery plan, and now, with Erica bringing it up, she didn't hesitate. After a brief discussion, all preparations were made before going off duty. The three of them took a break on the rooftop. Ivy took out her laptop and carefully showed Professor Watson Shawn's treatment plan. He glanced at it and was surprised and appreciative. "Did you prepare this yourself?" Ivy nodded and said, "I'd like to ask Professor Watson if there's any room for improvement." Erica explained the details of the first-stage surgery Ivy had done for Shawn. After hearing it, Professor Watson marveled at how fast young people grow these days. "You've done a great job, and there's no need for modifications. However, for the second-stage surgery, I have two suggestions for improvement." Ivy was delighted and asked, "Please guide me. I'll do my best." "First, I'd like the surgery to be conducted here," Professor Watson said. "I've seen the conditions at the County Clinic. Even though the equipment has improved due to DT Investment, it still doesn't compare to here." After thinking for a moment, Ivy completely agreed with his suggestion. "I will coordinate with the hospital's dean about this. What's the second point?" "Second, I'd like to be your assistant during your next surgery." "No, no, no!" Ivy quickly stood up and shook her head. "I can't let you be my assistant. I...""You don't need to worry," Professor Watson reassured her. "I'm here to learn. I've never done the surgery you're performing, and I want to see the capabilities of young doctors nowadays." Although Ivy wanted to say more, Erica had already held her hand, signaling her not to decline. Reluctantly, Ivy nodded and agreed, "Then, please, Professor Watson, guide me at the scene." As soon as she agreed, her phone rang. Thinking it was her grandfather urging her to return, Ivy was surprised to hear Uncle Jim on the line. She asked, "What?" As Ivy was about to ask her question, Uncle Jim hung up the phone abruptly. Just then, she received a new message from an unknown contact. She opened it and saw a message, "I'm Dom Livingston, please accept my friend request." Ivy: "..." She reluctantly accepted the Instagram friend request without introducing herself. Before she could send a message, Dom messaged her, "Sorry, I'm stuck in traffic. I'll be waiting for you at the Mary Hospital entrance in ten minutes." Ivy's fingers hovered over the keyboard, typing a few words and then deleting them. Although she would meet this brother she had no blood relation to for the first time tonight, she hadn't anticipated it happening like this. "Ivy, Professor and I are leaving now. You should head back," Erica said, leading Professor Watson away. Ivy looked at the chat window with Dom, contemplating her message. After typing and deleting her self-introduction a few times, she finally replied with a simple "Sure, thank you!" She closed the chat window with Dom and called Shawn. "Shawn, do you know Dom Livingston?" At the mention of that name, Shawn instantly sat up and became alert. "What's wrong?" Ivy asked, "My grandpa arranged for him to come to our house tonight to meet my mom and me. However, he suddenly showed up to pick me up without notifying me. I'm worried about an awkward situation on the way back, and I wanted to know if you know anything about him." Picking someone up without any prior notice was quite impolite. "Is he really that rude?" Shawn suddenly became alarmed. While he hadn't interacted with Dom much, he had heard some things about him in the industry. A single, career-focused, ambiguous in sexual orientation, and achievement-oriented. Thinking of this, Shawn's expression darkened. "Where are you now? I'll come pick you up!" "I'm in the hospital," Ivy replied with a smile. "Don't worry, I have eaten dinner. You don’t have to come, you’re too far.” “I'll send you his information later. Just remember, this person is dangerous, and don't engage in too much conversation with him." Shawn couldn’t help but uttered such words. "Is he more dangerous than Cato Alter?" Ivy asked. "Anyway, don't get too close to him!" He said in a serious tone, obviously not in the best mood. Sensing his displeasure, Ivy quickly reassured him with a smile, "Don't worry. He's my brother, what could happen?" Shawn suddenly remembered how Andy had threatened to set up Ivy with Dom. He felt a pang of jealousy but had to continue with the lie they had concocted. "He's just your brother in name; there's no blood relation." "Alright, I understand what to do." With that, Ivy ended the call. Shortly after, Shawn sent Dom's profile to her. As she looked at the detailed information, she felt a strong sense of pressure emanating from the text. Dom had excelled in almost every stage of his life, consistently achieving top grades. He had a high level of achievement both academically and professionally. A person like him could be quite unfeeling and ruthless. No wonder her grandfather had been worried about him. As she contemplated this, her phone pinged with another message from Dom. "I've arrived." Ivy tightened her grip on her phone and replied, "Great, I'll come down now." She hurried to the hospital entrance. A long black Bentley was parked there, bathed in the soft glow of the setting sun. However, the car exuded an inexplicable aura of coldness that sent shivers down her spine. Ivy couldn't help but shiver. She felt like her feet weighed a ton and were hard to lift. She contemplated raising them but couldn't seem to do so. Perhaps sensing her unease, the window of the Bentley rolled down, revealing Dom's stern profile. He turned his head slightly, and his eyebrows faintly creased."Aren't you getting in?" His voice was low, and it was evident that he was making a significant effort to restrain his impatience. Ivy snapped out of her stupor and hurried over to get into the car. Inside the car, the heavy atmosphere was palpable. Ivy's eyes darted around, trying to find solace in her phone. "Shawn, my brother is a bit intimidating." "Shawn, it feels like I'm suffocating in this car. Will I make it back home alive?" "Shawn, this is my real-time location. Accept it, just in case he throws me out halfway..." On the other end of the phone, Shawn was at a loss for words. He replied with a hint of exasperation, "Is he scarier than Cato Alter?" "I've never met Cato Alter, but someone who can baffle both Bob Alter and Kevin and leave them powerless should be quite a formidable character. I think Cato Alter is scarier." Shawn twitched his mouth and couldn't decide whether she was praising him or insulting him. To ease her fear, Shawn sent her a project proposal. Shawn: This is a research project seeking investment from DT. Take a look from your area of expertise and give me your thoughts. Ivy opened the file, and it indeed pertained to her specialty in orthopedics. She focused on studying it and stopped replying to Shawn. "Do you often hang around the hospital?" Suddenly, a voice whispered from her left ear, sending a chill down Ivy's spine. She looked up and met Dom's eyes, which were as cold as ice. "Are you talking to me?" she asked. Dom looked at the driver and then back at her. "Am I talking to a ghost?" ***