Chapter 600: You Don't Have the Chance to Seek Revenge on Me Anymore
"Bluey, don't be angry, big sister is here!" Ivy hugged her sister in her arms, gently comforting her.
She then spoke to everyone, "I didn't make myself clear earlier, so now I'll explain everything carefully, hoping that everyone listens carefully!
First, regarding treating only three patients at a time, that was in reference to the Missouri clinic. As for treating outside, it depends on my own energy. I have the ability, so if I'm willing to help more people, it's up to my own discretion. But if I'm not feeling well myself, even if you are the Emperor, I won't treat you!
Today, I have already treated three patients at the Missouri clinic, an elderly person in their 90s, a patient with gastrointestinal problems, and a post-operative patient with esophageal cancer. The slots are already full, so yelling at me won't change anything!
Second, when asking for someone's help, one must show respect. Everyone knows this! Regardless of whether you see me as a divine healer, the fact remains that I can treat and save people. Please show some respect and don't shout at me, I'm not your servant! I'm not your personal doctor! I haven't received any compensation from you! You don't have the right to accuse me!
Third, my sister hasn't studied medicine or qigong. She's just an ordinary girl, and no one has the right to humiliate or morally manipulate her! If you have the ability to criticize others, why don't you go and study medicine? If you complain that others can't save your husband, what about yourself? Remember, do not do unto others what you don't want done to yourself!
Finally, let me make it clear, I am not a pushover. I'm not someone that anyone can manipulate easily! I have the ability to treat and save people, as well as the power to destroy everything! Anyone who dares to harm my family and friends will pay a hundredfold price!"
Saying this, Ivy reached out and grabbed the wooden door of the hall.
She forcefully tore the wooden door down and in front of everyone, she broke it like a biscuit, breaking it again and again, until it turned into powder!
Everyone stared in shock.
That door, so sturdy, was easily broken by Ivy!
She effortlessly snapped it!
And then she crushed it into powder!
"This must be a fake door, right?"
The middle-aged woman with curly hair picked up a handful of the broken fragments from the ground, sniffed it under her nose, and arrogantly said, "Fake!"
Everyone, "..."
Ivy was angry to the point of itching her teeth. She noticed that the middle-aged woman with curly hair was holding a cellphone in her hand and snatched it away.
Right in front of the middle-aged woman, Ivy crushed the phone into fragments.
"Is your phone fake?" Ivy smirked at Foster.
"It's real! It's real!" The middle-aged woman with curly hair said frantically, "My phone is real, it's the latest model of a fruit phone, it costs over ten thousand dollars, you have to compensate me for my phone!"
"Compensate? That is the price you pay for hurting my sister!" Ivy said bluntly.
"Ms. Foster, you are truly cold-blooded and vicious. How can someone with such a cruel heart be worthy of being called a divine healer? I…" Before the middle-aged woman with curly hair could finish her sentence, Ivy grabbed her by the neck with one hand and pressed her against the wall.
"Dare to oppose me? Whether you believe it or not, I can turn you into dust, just like that door."
"Next," Ivy Foster stared straight ahead.
The middle-aged woman with curly hair immediately became silent, her eyes filled with horror as they locked onto Ivy.
With one hand firmly gripping her, Ivy gently placed her other hand on the woman's chest, understanding every event she had experienced throughout her life with utmost clarity.
As soon as Ivy released her grip, the woman collapsed onto the ground.
Although clearly terrified, she stubbornly mustered the courage to say, "Ms. Foster, you wait and see, I won't let you go!"
"You won't have a chance to retaliate against me!"
Ivy turned towards Anthony and said, "Dean, please call the police. This woman's name is Nancy, and she is a murderer. The reason behind her husband Shroudey's car accident was caused by her.
Nancy has a lover outside named Sameul. When Shroudey caught them in an illicit act, this woman conspired with her lover to orchestrate a car accident, intending to kill Shroudey!"
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