For the next two days, Ivy stayed calmly in the hospital. Of course, during lunch breaks, she would check the online news. It was all overwhelming criticism against her and her mother. The County Clinic was also affected. A bunch of media reporters surrounded the clinic, wanting to interview her about her past. Roland was so angry that he called the police on the spot. He had been busy day and night, but he still took the time to comfort Ivy. "Don't worry, Ivy. They'll calm down after a couple of days when you're not here." "Sorry, Senior. It won't happen after tomorrow." Feeling guilty, Ivy had to reveal her plan. After listening, Roland's tired face suddenly lit up. "Alright, alright, Ivy. Tomorrow night, I'll definitely watch the live stream!" After hanging up the phone, the lawyer sent a message indicating that everything was ready. Ivy and Lilith announced their decision. Soon, Lilith's studio released news, stating that they would broadcast an interview with Ivy tomorrow night at 8:00. They also mentioned that Ivy would explain the truth in the live stream, and specific details about the streaming platform would be announced three hours later. Three hours were given to the wealthy sponsors, and Lilith's studio simultaneously revealed the advertising prices for each time slot. In an instant, a wave of fans flooded the studio's account, criticizing her for amassing wealth. Lilith didn't shy away and openly stated her intentions, emphasizing that this was done with Ivy's authorization. The key point was that it had nothing to do with the fans; the sponsors paid, and the fans were there just to attack Ivy. Many people claimed that Ivy's live stream was just a scheme to accumulate wealth, not a genuine attempt to reveal the truth. Ivy didn't respond and let them criticize. The more viciously they attacked, the more pitiful she seemed after being proven wrong. As for Lilith, as her best friend, she gained a loyal fan base in the end. And Ivy? She didn't care about the rumors. She and her mother were in City S, well-protected by the Livingston family. She and Shawn kept a low profile, making it impossible for the media to dig into their lives.So, she spent the day focused on her work at the hospital. "Dr. Jones, aren't you nervous?" The patient doing the experiment was astonished by Ivy's calm demeanor. The world outside was in chaos, yet she remained so composed; it was unbelievable. This female doctor's psychological resilience was extraordinary. "The recent data is good. I'll submit the observation report to Professor Watson and see how he wants to proceed with the next stage of treatment," Ivy told the patient. The good news quickly shifted the patient's attention, and knowing that their body was recovering well, the patient was very happy. Seeing that the patient's family was outside, Ivy packed up her things to leave. "Professor Watson said that your emotions during treatment shouldn't have too much fluctuation, so, don't watch the live stream tomorrow night. Understand?" she said, looking at the family members beside her. "Dr. Jones, we'll ensure a good mood for the patient. Don't worry." With the assurance from the patient's family, Ivy left the ward. Meanwhile, Shawn watched as the number of fans in Lilith's studio kept rising, reaching one million within an hour. He smiled contentedly. After three hours, Lilith's studio announced that the live stream would be broadcast simultaneously on different platforms. Shawn smirked, "Looks like this live stream can ensure she lives a worry-free life." Luke, looking at the gathered data, replied, "Joint live streaming on five platforms, each platform charging 5 million. Plus advertising fees, etc." Suddenly, Shawn took out his phone and opened the TikTok account that his assistant registered for him two days ago. "How do you give tips on this thing?" He planned to give Ivy a tip during the live stream. "Mr. Tate, how much do you expect to tip in one night?" Shawn pondered for a moment, "Not more than Grandpa." "Okay! I'll arrange it." Luke quickly left. In just 24 hours, Ivy went through her routine, while others who wanted to know the truth were impatiently waiting. Finally, the long-awaited live stream was about to start in an hour. In Shawn's hotel room, there were five phones on the desk, each connected to a separate monitor. The wealthy man sat solemnly in front of the screens, quietly waiting for Ivy to appear. During this time, he called Ivy. "Nervous?" At that moment, Ivy was on her way to the live stream room with Lilith. "Not really, just a bit nervous for the pregnant woman." She glanced at Lilith, whose palms were sweaty. Shawn chuckled, "As long as you're not nervous. Wait, I have a big gift for you later." "What?" Ivy was puzzled. "What big gift are you giving me?" It wouldn't be him suddenly appearing in the live stream room, right? No, that's not something he would do. As expected, the next moment, Shawn said, "I've already handed the gift to your lawyer. She will handle it." "Okay." After communicating with Shawn, Ivy suddenly felt calm. There was a voice deep inside her telling her that no matter what, Shawn would always stand behind her. "After I finish this, I'll come find you," she said. "Compensation?" The man on the other end of the phone suddenly teased her. "Let's make it clear. The compensation I want might make you unable to get out of bed." "Enough, enough!" This man would say absurd things without warning. Afraid that Lilith might hear, she quickly hung up. "I need to prepare; you watch it on the live stream." "Mm." After hanging up the phone, the makeup artist approached. "Come; let me touch up your makeup."Ivy didn't refuse and let the makeup artist apply makeup to her face. However, the more makeup she put on, the more uneasy Ivy felt. "Something's not right. Why are these colors so strange?" It didn't look like regular makeup. Lilith came over, smiling as she reminded, "We're trying to give you a pitiful look. No filters this time. I want the makeup artist to make you look as haggard as possible. Let them see how these false accusations have affected you." "But..." Ivy bit her lip and whispered, "I've been eating and sleeping well these days, and I haven't been affected much." "Oh, you're silly." Lilith lightly tapped her. "What we want is the effect. Do you understand?" "Alright." She chose to compromise. After all, Lilith was an internet celebrity, and what she said should be right. So, when the two arrived at the live stream location, the reporters who had been waiting saw a haggard-looking Ivy with a pale face, swollen eyes, and an appearance of suffering. "It's really pitiful. If this continues, she'll eventually die from depression." A blogger following the live stream said in a low voice to their fans. Things started to take a turn amid the quiet anticipation. ***