Upon hearing this, Tanya's face turned as pale as paper, and she collapsed into a chair, her thoughts in disarray. After a moment, she suddenly squatted down, grabbed the wrist of the waitress, and shook it while scolding her, "If you have a fracture, why pretend to be so dramatic? Why not just honestly express the pain?" She attempted to shift the blame onto the waitress, trying to salvage her own reputation. Ivy slapped away her hand, saying coldly, "A patient with a fracture should not make extensive movements or be forcibly moved. Don't you, as a doctor, know that?" Tanya stuttered, "I..." Professor Smith, standing nearby, waved his hand, signaling her to step aside. "Move away, don't hinder the treatment." "Sorry, everyone. I had an emergency, and that's why I'm late." Kevin had just entered the private room and saw the chaotic scene. His expression changed, and he quickly realized what had happened. He approached Ivy from behind and softly asked, "Let me help." Without even lifting her head, Ivy replied, "Stay back, don't hinder me and the Professor from treating the patient." After speaking, she paid no attention to how the people behind reacted, focusing solely on working with Professor Smith to alleviate the patient's pain as much as possible. Shortly thereafter, the ambulance arrived, and the master and apprentice instructed the medical staff to place the patient in the ambulance. When they finally returned to the private room after their busy activities, the room had been restored to its normal state. However, due to the recent incident, the atmosphere was filled with an eerie silence. "Is she going to be okay?" Kevin asked while sitting between Professor Smith and Ivy. Ivy shook her head and said, "She's been taken care of, and there's no serious issue." The people in the room visibly relaxed, feeling like a weight had been lifted off their shoulders. Kevin looked concerned and said, "I'll talk to the manager later. I'll take care of her medical expenses." "Why should you be responsible?" Ivy frowned and coldly retorted, "First, it was Tanya who accidentally bumped into her, leading to the fracture, so Tanya needs to bear some of the medical expenses. Second, this is a work-related injury that occurred during working hours, and the hotel has an obligation to cover these expenses. There's no reason for you to take responsibility." With this statement, Kevin was left speechless, and the others exchanged glances, falling silent. Ivy remained just as composed and unsentimental as she had been three years ago. "Ivy, Kevin is just trying to be helpful," Tanya interjected when she saw that Kevin was struggling. "Moreover, why should I be responsible? She came running into me." "Shut up!" Professor Smith, who had been silent until now, angrily burst out, "As the Chief Physician of the First Hospital, you couldn't even tell if the patient had a fracture? Okay, fine, I can assume you didn't see it clearly at first, and a momentary misjudgment is understandable. But after both Ivy and I confirmed that the patient had a fracture, you continued to unprofessionally shake her. Have I wasted the past three years teaching you everything, and you've absorbed nothing?" What was supposed to be a heartwarming classmates' gathering had turned into a lecture from Professor Smith, leaving the attendees too frightened to utter a word. Everyone knew that beneath Professor Smith's kind exterior lay an exacting and cautious personality. "Professor, I..." Tanya felt humiliated by his rebuke, her lips quivering, and her eyes welling up with tears. But she also knew that, at this moment, she needed to salvage her image among her classmates more than anything else. Thinking of this, Tanya replied, "I'm sorry, Professor. I was in a bad state today, and it was my negligence. I got nervous just thinking about meeting Kevin, and my mind was unsettled. So... You can rest assured; I will take responsibility for all her medical expenses." Tanya's unrequited love for Kevin during their college years was an open secret, so using it as a shield was more readily accepted by everyone. So, soon enough, some people believed her tall tale. "Tanya, you do deserve some criticism!" someone stood up to mediate. "How can you be so love-struck? Although Kevin is handsome and charming, you can't act like this in the future!" "That's right! Kevin, as the organizer of today's class reunion, say a few words to warm up the atmosphere." Upon hearing this, Kevin's attractive eyes gradually filled with a smile. He took the lead, "Then, I'll start by taking a self-punishing drink!" "No way!" The classmates became even more excited, "You should offer a toast to each of us.""Sure!" He nodded in agreement with their request, poured a glass of wine, and walked over to Professor Smith. "Professor, I'll take a self-punishing drink." Professor Smith's expression had softened considerably by this point, and he raised his glass to down the drink. Kevin filled another glass of wine and went over to sit beside Ivy. His smile grew stronger, and his well-defined fingers trembled imperceptibly without leaving a trace. Surprisingly, his heart rate accelerated. Before coming, he had practiced various opening lines for their reunion, but at this moment, all he could manage was, "Ivy, it's been a long time. We..." Ivy's mind was still on the previous patient, and she responded to Kevin's toast with indifference, "Long time no see." She then tilted her head back, finishing the contents of her glass. The ring on her ring finger appeared particularly eye-catching in the lamplight. "Ivy, you're married!" Tanya suddenly shrieked as if she had discovered a new world, her heart dancing with joy. Tanya suddenly felt that all the grievances she had suffered tonight didn't matter anymore. Ivy was married, which meant Kevin could be hers! "We have the first person from our class to get married!" she added, raising her voice. In a split second, a look of shock and disappointment flashed in Kevin's eyes, and his emotions threatened to spill over. He tried to say something, but the glass of wine was already at his lips, so he used the act of drinking to hide his discomfort. He had cherished and cared for Ivy for so many years, and apart from holding her hand, he hadn't pressured her further. He never expected that today, she would casually get married like this. "Ivy, why didn't you bring your partner along? We could have checked him out for you!" The chatter during the meal was dominated by discussions about Ivy's marriage. Ivy didn't want to be the center of attention and dismissed the topic with a brief response, "We met through a blind date, and he works at an investment company." "Really?" The classmates became more curious, "What exactly does he do?" Tanya, seeing that everyone had seemingly forgotten the earlier incident, decided to mischievously interject, "Ivy carried a death on her hands, almost ending up in jail. Who would want to marry her?"She scanned the male classmates present, poking at their sore spots, and asked, "Would any of you?" The male classmates who felt targeted instinctively shook their heads. Seeing Ivy silently enduring this invisible humiliation, Kevin drank with a sense of resentment, his heart aching. Tanya's words were hurtful, but they were also accurate. Ivy had blood on her hands, and her reputation in the medical field had suffered. Men from normal backgrounds would be hesitant to marry her. Kevin gazed directly at Ivy, a tinge of guilt passing through his eyes. Three years ago, that accident wouldn't have happened if it weren't for him. "Professor, I'm sorry, but I have to rush back for a meeting," Ivy's cold words pulled Kevin back from his thoughts. He regained his composure and noticed that Ivy had already picked up her bag and was standing. "It looks like you're a very busy person." "Ivy, it's not polite to leave in the middle of the event. Otherwise, you should pay for tonight's meal, consider it treating us," their classmates began teasing. Ivy's expression darkened, and she was about to respond, but Tanya chimed in, "You're the first one from our class to get married, so you should treat us. The cost of this Garden Hotel isn't that high, and with your current salary, you should be able to afford it." "Since it's my wedding banquet, it's only natural that I should be the host," Ivy replied matter-of-factly, opening her Qris payment code and handing it to Tanya. "So, everyone, just scan the QR code and transfer your contributions as my wedding gift." "This..." The situation became awkward as no one proactively scanned the code. "Why are you still the same as before, not being able to take a joke. Tonight's gathering was initiated by me, so of course, I should be the one treating you. Don't argue with me," Kevin stepped in to defuse the tension, smiling. The other classmates in attendance collectively breathed a sigh of relief. "It's nice that Kevin is generous, unlike some people..." "Mrs. Tate, are you leaving?" The hotel manager approached Ivy as she was preparing to depart. "Mr. Tate just instructed us to bring a few bottles of French red wine for you and your classmates to try," the manager explained.Ivy frowned. ‘Mr. Tate? Which Mr. Tate? Shawn... Tate?’ ***