The nurse understood that the lady in front of her meant she wouldn't help her plea for leniency. The nurse had been unaware that the man she was assisting was married. The manager had only told her that he had been paralyzed for over ten years and asked her to take care of him. Her intention was to change her fate, and she didn't know he was married. But now, in this situation, she could only silently accept her punishment. After the nurse's dejected figure had completely disappeared, the executive assistant finally came back to his senses. "It seems she doesn't realize she did something wrong," he remarked. Ivy, who was currently massaging Shawn, didn't raise her head but replied, "Her behavior today won't be a big issue with the manager. At most, she'll get a warning or a reprimand, but I hope she learns her lesson. Otherwise, with her attitude today, it'll be more harmful than helpful to other patients and herself." The fable of the farmer and the snake had led Ivy to reflect for a long time. She used to think that as long as her subordinates had sufficient skills, she didn't need to worry about teaching them. However, she came to understand that it was essential to address minor mistakes with strict punishment. Allowing situations to develop without intervening would lead to a deterioration of character and make matters worse. Despite her words, a touch of worry still flashed through Ivy's heart. This was not her clinic, and she was merely a consumer here. She couldn't interfere with how the rehabilitation center dealt with its unprofessional staff. Just as she was contemplating this, a heavy hand covered her hand. Shawn gently patted her hand and said, "Don't worry; I'm here." "Ivy, don't worry. I'll talk to the manager later," the executive assistant, following Shawn's instructions, added. Ivy nodded in acknowledgment. As the nurse left, Shawn finally raised his head. His gaze fell on Ivy as she busied herself, and he suddenly felt uneasy and irritated for no apparent reason. If that lunatic woman, Catherine, ever found out that Ivy was his wife, she would go out of control.Thinking about this, Shawn subconsciously tightened his grip on the wheelchair's armrest. He would not allow this to happen. His dark eyes suddenly contracted, and he turned to his executive assistant, instructing him, "Find a reason to send that woman back to the UK as soon as possible, preferably preventing her from coming back." The executive assistant lowered his head and replied in a serious tone, "I found out that the reason Catherine returned to the city was because Kevin Alter informed her and helped her come back." A hint of murderous intent flashed in Shawn's eyes. He met Ivy's gaze and, with a faint smile, said, "Tell DT Investment and the media outlets we have connections with to publish pictures and videos of Alter's private interactions with various young heiresses. Make it front-page news and run it for a week." "Understood!" The executive assistant hurriedly left, and Ivy approached Shawn. Softly, she asked, "What were you two talking about? Where did Mr. Luke go?" "Seeing you working so hard, I asked him to get us two cups of milk tea," Shawn said, realizing that his earlier outburst had frightened her and wanting to make amends. Ivy chuckled. She hadn't noticed the shift in Shawn's mood. Playfully, she replied, "Two cups? Are you indulging your sweet tooth? Just so you know, patients shouldn't drink too much milk tea, but because you're actively participating in your rehabilitation, I'll treat you to this cup. Don't make it a habit!" "Sure, I'll follow your advice," Shawn agreed. "Shall we get started?" Ivy guided Shawn to the prepared equipment area and leaned close to his ear. In a gentle, alluring tone, she whispered, "Today, we'll start with your muscle training. We'll take it step by step, and I'll adjust it according to your body's feedback." Perhaps to cater to his mood, Ivy's voice was light and soothing, caressing his ears and leaving a trace of an incomplete heartbeat. "What's the matter, Shawn?" Ivy asked, perplexed as she noticed that Shawn hadn't moved for a while. Their eyes met, and they exchanged a passionate and intense gaze. Ivy could feel the intensity in his eyes. She subconsciously swallowed and averted her gaze, mumbling, "What are you looking at me like that for?"Shawn suddenly held her hand tightly as her anxious little hand was about to escape. When Ivy looked back, she found Shawn leaning down to kiss the back of her hand. The icy touch carried an unexpectedly fiery passion that sent shivers down her spine and made her new bride's heart skip a beat. "Thank you," Shawn said. Ivy blinked her eyes, and after a long pause, she stammered, "Why... suddenly saying thank you..." "Thank you for all your hard work during my surgery. I will be grateful to you for the rest of my life," Shawn wanted to say, ‘I will love you for the rest of my life.’ But the words wouldn't come out. If his earlier enthusiasm and proactive flirting during their honeymoon had been a test, the hesitation in his words now was the most sincere promise he made when he had made up his mind to be with her for a lifetime. "Hehe!" Ivy couldn't help but laugh and lightly punched him on the chest. "Where did you learn such strange words?" Shawn's face stiffened, and his eyes showed a trace of embarrassment. "Mr. Luke taught me," he replied awkwardly, clearing his throat. Mr. Luke scratched the back of his head and added, "It does sound pretty old-fashioned, doesn't it? My girlfriend says the same." "Mr. Luke, I've often heard you mention your girlfriend. When can we meet her?" Ivy teased with a smile. Luke's body went stiff as a board. "She, she's on a business trip." It was a joke, really. He was always immersed in his work and didn't have time for a girlfriend. He couldn't let his girlfriend be proven right, or Shawn's lies would be exposed. Thinking about this, the executive assistant added, "Once she's back, we'll find a suitable time to meet up." "Dr. Jones, Mr. Tate, this is the latest news," the executive assistant said, trying to change the topic before Ivy could inquire further. He handed a tablet to Ivy and said, "Tanya's father, who used to be a doctor at County Clinic, has released a statement. He explained that Lily's diagnosis was made by logging into Tanya's account, and to express his apologies, he bowed and stated that he would no longer work as a doctor and would focus on administration." Ivy had already guessed that this would be the outcome.They had to do this to protect Tanya. But it was just this time they managed to get away with it. What about the next time? However, Shawn gently held her hand and whispered, "There will be other opportunities." Although he said this, Shawn had already instructed his executive assistant to investigate. He had already prepared the evidence. The director's plan to use his wife's account to diagnose patients had made all the previous evidence useless because the director could easily admit to making those diagnoses. Shawn's eyes flashed with determination. "I know," Ivy replied with a sigh. "I'm just worried that if this continues, patients at County Clinic will risk their health due to the delayed treatment." With that in mind, her mood soured. For the remainder of their rehabilitation session, she was preoccupied with concerns for the patients at County Clinic. Once Shawn's session was over, she rushed back to County Clinic without any delay. "Ivy, you're finally back," Roland panted as he rushed out to grab her and lead her into the emergency room. "We have a patient who was previously treated at Tanya's clinic. He's here seeking help and hopes we can assist him." Roland's face was pale, and cold sweat was visible on his forehead. "Our initial assessment suggests that it's advanced bone cancer." "What?" Ivy paused and instinctively asked, "Shouldn't advanced bone cancer cases be immediately transferred to First Hospital? They have more advanced equipment and experts than us. Why did he switch between Tanya's clinic and County Clinic?" However, she didn't dare to waste any more time and rushed into the emergency room. "Alyssa asked the patient. He said he initially trusted Tanya and went to her clinic because it would be cheaper than First Hospital." Roland explained as he caught up with her. Ivy stopped at the door of the emergency room and closed her eyes. She clenched her fists, and after a long while, she stormed into the room. One hour later, the door of the emergency room slowly opened, and with the joint efforts of several doctors, the patient had finally been temporarily stabilized. However... Alyssa held a diagnostic report with a grave expression. "Dr. Jones, it's confirmed as advanced bone cancer. We must transfer him to First Hospital immediately. They have better equipment and more specialists." After some contemplation, Ivy decided to call her mentor, Professor Smith. "Professor, I have a patient here, and if we don't get..." She fully explained the situation with County Clinic, thinking that the professor would need to negotiate with the hospital since First Hospital was partially owned by the Alter Group. She didn't think they'd accept patients from County Clinic. But before she could finish, Professor Smith replied, "I'm on my way with a medical team right now. Ivy, be prepared, we'll re-examine the patient in half an hour." "Understood." ***