Wedding Banquet

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 lift