Ivy, urged by the nurses, quickly entered the operating room to examine the patient. Before long, the lights in the operating room were turned on, and Dr. Ticko and Jenny left in frustration. The patient's family members left the view of the live broadcast and went to a corner. One of them called Jasson, "Lawyer Brown, Dr. Jones has gone in." On the other end of the phone, Jasson was lounging on the sofa in Shawn's office, nibbling on a small apple, his legs crossed casually. "They didn't notice anything, did they?" "No, right now, because of the media presence, everyone is too busy to question why I insisted on having Dr. Jones treat the patient." The family member paused and asked tentatively, "Lawyer Brown, is Dr. Jones really an authority in the field of orthopedics? She looks about 27 years old." "Don't worry, I've been treated by her, and her medical skills are top-notch." Satisfied, the family member hung up the phone. Jasson tossed his phone to Shawn, who caught it accurately. He smiled and said, "Even if you send a patient here, you can't save Dr. Jones from the online backlash." Shawn scrolled through the comments on the live media, and even at this late hour, they were still filled with insults towards Ivy and County Clinic's inaction. Some people even expressed sympathy for the family members, claiming that they had been manipulated and said they would report it to the police. Shawn put his phone aside with a calm expression. "I've handed her the knife, and she's smart enough to know how to use it." "Smart?" Jasson remembered Ivy's icy expression and her straightforward tone and seriously doubted Shawn's claim. With this in mind, he suddenly sat up in front of Shawn, holding his chin and observing him. Shawn didn't even look up. "Why are you staring at me?" "I'm just thinking, you both agreed to marry each other the first time you met. One dared to propose, and the other dared to accept. You two might both be lunatics."Ever since Jasson found out about Shawn and Ivy's flash marriage, he had been in utter disbelief. What kind of international joke was this? "If she really knows how to use this knife, it means you two have an extraordinary connection. She understands you, and you understand her. It's a match made in heaven, and I'll acknowledge her as my sister-in-law." Shawn's hand paused, "An extraordinary connection?" Jasson, unable to contain his amusement, laughed heartily. "Shawn, have you fallen for her? Shawn, don't blame me if I didn't warn you. With your hesitating attitude, be careful that Dr. Jones won't want anything to do with you when she finds out your identity!" The tightly wound lines on Shawn's face showed signs of cracking as he clenched his thin lips and shouted, "Get lost!" "Hahaha..." The thunderous laughter of Jasson resounded from the office of the DT Investment Group. Outside, his assistant dusted off the dust from his suit and cast a glance at the huddled secretaries who were peeking. "Do you want me to take you inside?" "No, no!" The young secretaries were scared stiff at the thought of their bosses' icy demeanor, and they didn't dare to look anymore. ... Five hours later, the door to the County Clinic's operating room finally opened. Ivy emerged from the operating room, drenched in sweat. "The surgery was very successful. Take him to the intensive care unit for observation tonight and make sure he doesn't develop a fever," she instructed the nurses. After that, she turned away from the live broadcast camera and discreetly made her way to the hospital's garbage room. She remembered that the hospital cleared the trash at 9 PM every day, and all the garbage from the various departments and rooms was sorted and labeled with room numbers. It was now 8 PM, and she had one hour to find the garbage bag from Max's room. "What are you looking for?" A familiar hoarse voice entered her ears, and without thinking, Ivy replied, "Looking for more garbage."Wait! This voice... "How did you get here?" She exclaimed, looking at her behind. "And you brought Mr. Luke..." Ivy felt somewhat guilty as she looked at the special assistant. "I'm sorry, Mr. Luke. You've been coming and going without the opportunity for me to ask your last name." The special assistant quickly waved his hand. "No need to apologize. It's my honor to be remembered by you." Ivy was speechless. "You wait outside and be on the lookout in case someone comes," Shawn ordered, and the special assistant promptly complied and walked away. Ivy tossed a mask to him. "Be a little kinder to Mr. Luke. He comes to pick you up every day, rain or shine. Can't you be a little grateful?" "Grateful?" Shawn was momentarily stunned and, seeing Ivy genuinely admonishing him, he smirked, "Alright, I'll remember that." Satisfied, Ivy turned around, and Shawn used his phone's flashlight to light her way. "Did you watch the live broadcast?" Ivy's voice came muffled from being buried in the garbage. "I did." "So, you got Lawyer Brown to help bring that patient to me, right?" Shawn looked at her in surprise. "How did you know?" "Before the surgery, the patient was still conscious for a bit, and he mentioned that he was originally supposed to be taken to the First Hospital. It was Lawyer Brown's phone call that convinced the family to bring him here." "Since Lawyer Brown stepped in, it means you were helping me behind the scenes." This time, Shawn was speechless. "Shawn?" Without getting a response from Shawn, Ivy turned to look at him and was surprised to meet his heavy gaze, filled with a hint of grievance, like a little golden retriever. "Did I do something wrong?" He suddenly asked. Ivy's hand trembled. "How could that be? I'm so grateful to you!"She took off her gloves and reached out to pat his head. "If it weren't for the knife you handed me, I wouldn't have been able to turn the tables like that." "Knife?" Shawn repeated, his mind recalling Jasson's voice: ‘If she really knows how to use this knife, it means you two have an extraordinary connection. She understands you, and you understand her. It's a match made in heaven, and I'll acknowledge her as my sister-in-law.’ Thinking of this, Shawn's gaze involuntarily softened. "I found it!" Ivy's excited voice brought him back to the present. He turned to see Ivy pulling out a white pill bottle from a garbage bag, shaking it, and the pills clattered inside. "This is it!" Ivy had a guess in her mind as she carefully placed the bottle and another teacup inside a transparent bag. "I'll take this to the forensic examiner for fingerprint analysis." "Let my assis... Let Mr. Luke go." Shawn called for the special assistant. "Take these two items for fingerprint identification, please..." ‘Please?’ The assistant stood up straight, sweat dripping from his forehead. "No, no, no, you don't need to be so polite. I'm more than happy to help you..." With that, he ran off like the wind. While the special assistant helped with the fingerprint match, Ivy took Shawn to her office. She carefully disinfected him before allowing him to remove his mask. "Could you do me a favor?" Ivy wasn't the type to be coy, and in situations where it wouldn't inconvenience the other party, she would be straightforward. "Could you please ask Lawyer Brown to convince Mr. Cato Alter to call our clinic and tell him that if Director Malcom fires me, you will withdraw your investment and forbid all medical institutions in City A from cooperating with the County Clinic?" "Of course." Shawn agreed without hesitation. Ivy was a little surprised. "You're not even asking why?" "I know what you're trying to do." After saying that, Shawn sent a message to Jasson. An hour later, Director Malcom called for an emergency video conference. Ivy signaled Shawn not to speak, then logged in to the meeting. In addition to the County Clinic's "Four Musketeers," there was a cheerful-looking Jasson on the screen. "Hey, Dr. Jones." Jasson waved at Ivy through the screen. Ivy twitched the corner of her mouth and couldn't help but sneak a glance at Shawn. The usually serious and non-smiling man, how did he become such good friends with the lively lawyer?"Lawyer Brown, I truly appreciate you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to attend our work meeting..." Director Malcom and Dr. Ticko wore obsequious expressions. Jasson clicked his tongue. "Enough, enough, just one thing today. If you dare to fire Dr. Jones, not only will DT Investment's cooperation be ruined, but all cooperation in City A will be in jeopardy. Do as you see fit!" ***