"Dr. Jones, something's wrong, something's wrong," Jessie suddenly rushed out of the hospital room, her face pale. "Max, who had surgery the day before yesterday, has suddenly developed a severe infection. The wound is seriously ulcerated, and he has a high fever now." Ivy was taken aback and quickly ran towards Max's room. "Max's surgery was very successful, and his clinical condition was fine last night. How could it suddenly worsen?" While running, Ivy questioned Jessie, but she just shook her head, unable to explain. Just when she was extremely anxious, Max's mother suddenly emerged from the corner and grabbed Ivy by the neck, angrily accusing her, "Ivy, what have you done to Max? He's dying!" The security guards quickly pulled Max's mother away, and Ivy calmly entered the hospital room. "Where is Max?" Ivy quickly asked Jessie. "He has been rushed to the operating room for emergency treatment. Dr. Ticko is trying to save him. Dr. Ticko says we must perform surgery as soon as possible; otherwise, there's a risk of osteomyelitis, and he might even need an amputation." As Jessie finished speaking, Max's agitated mother once again broke free from the security guards and rushed towards Ivy. "I'm telling you, Ivy, you better pray that Max will be fine, or I'll make you pay with your life!" She was held back by the security guards, standing helplessly and cursing. Ivy, although subjected to her attacks, quickly reviewed every step in her mind, thinking about where things might have gone wrong. Max's examination results had shown only a minor fracture, not something serious. In theory, with proper rest and observation, he should have been recovering slowly. So how did this sudden infection occur? "Dr. Jones couldn't even handle such a simple surgery. Is she even competent?" Amid the commotion, the nurses who had gathered to watch began to mock. This remark further infuriated Max's mother. She made a desperate effort to break free from the security guards and lunged at Ivy. "I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!" Surprisingly, no one came to help, and the people around just watched as the security guards pretended to restrain her. Ivy's face turned pale from the lack of oxygen.At that moment, from the end of the hallway, a voice could be heard shouting, "What are you all doing? Pull the patient's family member away!" Director Malcom's orders rang out, and everyone rushed forward as if they had come back to life like zombies, quickly moving Max's mother to a corner. At this moment, the crowd noticed that Director Malcom was accompanied by two journalists, one of whom was holding a camera, clearly already live streaming. Director Malcom rubbed his temples with a headache, attempting to control his emotions. He asked sternly, "What's going on here?" "Dr. Jones' patient showed symptoms of fatal shock and infection. Dr. Ticko and Dr. Jenny have gone to the operating room for an emergency rescue." The nurse's words successfully portrayed Dr. Ticko as a hero coming to Jones's rescue. After hearing this, Director Malcom looked at Ivy with a mixture of disappointment, shock, and disbelief in his eyes. What terrible luck. He had invited the media for an interview today, and now, this had happened. Not only were the interviews compromised, but the clinic's reputation was also at stake! With these thoughts, Director Malcom cast another cold glance at Ivy. Ivy stood there calmly, not saying a word, just looking concerned in the direction of the operating room. This incident had occurred too suddenly. The immediate priority was to stabilize the child's condition. An hour later, the operating room's door finally opened, and Dr. Ticko walked out angrily. He threw the medication list in Ivy's face and shouted, "Dr. Jones, even if you have limited experience, you can't be this careless! The amount of antibiotics you administered to Max was five times what an adult can safely take in a day!" Jenny, who was standing beside him, added, "Fortunately, Dr. Ticko intervened to save him; otherwise, Max wouldn't have made it. Dr. Jones, you were incredibly reckless this time! How could you treat a human life so casually?" "Shut up!" Director Malcom hissed in a low voice, attempting to calm the situation. However, Jenny seemed oblivious to his attempt and continued, "Dr. Jones! You caused the death of a child on the operating table at the First Hospital in City A. They fired you, and all the top-tier hospitals in the city have blacklisted you. It was Director Malcom who went against popular opinion to hire you and prohibited Dr. Ticko from mentioning this in the clinic. Is this how you repay Director Malcom? You're simply not fit to be a doctor!" "What? Dr. Jones caused a patient's death before?" The reporters exclaimed in shock and quickly turned their cameras toward Ivy and Director Malcom, skillfully asking, "Director Malcom, regarding the hiring of a blacklisted doctor from a top-tier hospital in City A ,don't you owe the residents of County Clinic an explanation? Are you treating human lives as child's play?" The barrage of questions from the media left Director Malcom feeling embarrassed. He wanted to get angry but couldn't, so he forced a smile and tried to defuse the situation, "It's all a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding!" Jenny, who had unwittingly triggered this "scandal," stared at the journalists with a shocked expression, "You... Director Malcom, I'm sorry, I didn't know the reporters were here. I... I didn't mean to bring up the news that might tarnish your reputation. I was just upset..." "Shut up!" Director Malcom hissed, and his temple throbbing intensified. "Director Malcom..." The live broadcast was still ongoing, both for the on-site audience and viewers at home. Everyone was waiting for Director Malcom's response. After what seemed like an eternity, Director Malcom let out a heavy sigh. "Dr. Jones, don't come to work here anymore." "Wait." Ivy, who had remained silent from the beginning, finally spoke. She had remained calm and unresponsive, not letting anyone's words make her feel ashamed or shaken. Her gaze swept across the crowd and settled on the camera as she explained, "In a situation like this, no one should be considered guilty until we have all the facts." Upon hearing this, Jenny took a step forward and sneered, "Dr. Jones, I don't like what you're implying. Max was your patient! Are you suggesting that even the doctor who helped you clean up after your mess should be under suspicion?" "But I didn't prescribe the medication," Ivy said. "Director, I value County Clinic as much as you do, but please give me one day to thoroughly investigate this matter." After saying this, she didn't wait for the others to react but walked straight into the hospital room. Seeing the central figure leaving, Director Malcom's rationality gradually returned. He smiled and gestured to the security guards to escort the media out. "Tomorrow, I will provide an explanation to the public and the family members. If it turns out that Dr. Jones is responsible, I will ensure she faces severe consequences." As the media was about to leave, an ambulance arrived with an accident victim, severely injured. The patient was covered in blood, and both legs had been crushed under a heavy ten-ton truck, leaving them mangled. Dr. Ticko waved his hand and immediately displayed the expression of someone dedicated to saving lives, "Quick, take him to the operating room!" However, the family members of the injured man stopped him. "We need to find Dr. Jones!" "Which Dr. Jones?" Dr. Ticko thought he had heard it wrong, and he asked with a pale face. “The one who had caused the death of a child on the operating table three years ago and had almost killed another child just now?” "Ivy Rosalia Jones. Dr. Jones!" The patient's family members were clearly in a hurry. "Hurry and get Dr. Jones; we came here because we heard she's the authority in orthopedics in the county." "Dr. Jones, where are you?" "Dr. Jones!" "Dr. Jones, please come quickly." Director Malcom felt that he had been through too much today, and his head was a mess. He held his head and gestured for the nurses to hurry with the surgery while he quietly reassured the family members, "I'll go get Dr. Jones." "But, Director..." Jenny felt reluctant and wanted to reclaim the spotlight for her mentor. However, in the next moment, Director Malcom roared, "Go get Dr. Jones now. If anything happens to the patient, I will hold you responsible!" After saying this, he left, clearly frustrated. ***