The Billionaire Ex-Wife Stormed Back as a Marvelous Divine Doctor-Chapter 8 - : Disguised Return to the Blake Family’s Old Residence

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"Is that Ivy? Why does your voice sound different than before?"

"Grandma, it's me. Can I come by to see you tomorrow morning?"

"Okay, okay, of course. Grandma will make your favorite breakfast for you tomorrow, waiting for you at home."

Ivy River controlled her emotions. "Can you not tell Edwin Blake that I've contacted you? I don't want..."

Old Lady Blake had lived most of her life and understood well enough.

"Don't you trust Grandma yet? I'll be so happy if you come to see me. When will you come? I'll make what you love to eat."

Ivy's heart clenched tightly; she tried hard to control her emotions. "I'll come over soon, Grandma. I mainly want to check your health."

Old Lady Blake was very happy. They exchanged a few words before hanging up the phone.

In the afternoon, Ivy River simply disguised herself a bit and set off for the old Blake residence.

When she arrived, she saw Butler Lee pushing Old Lady Blake, anxiously waiting at the door.

Seeing Grandma Blake's full head of white hair, Ivy couldn't hold back anymore, tears welling up in her eyes.

The Old Lady also looked at the disguised Ivy River.

Her disguise was rather plain, yet the aura she carried didn't match her appearance at all. After three years, she seemed to have become more aloof and enigmatic.

Ivy got out of the car and tightly grasped the Old Lady's hand, smiling, "Grandma."

"Good child, it's good to have you back, just good to have you back." Old Lady Blake couldn't help but pat her hand, her eyes also slightly reddened. "Come inside, Grandma made the chicken soup you love to drink."

Ivy looked up, her tears finally breaking free as she choked out, "Grandma, aren't you mad at me? Back then..."

Before she could finish, the Old Lady interrupted her, "Why would Grandma be mad at you? It was Edwin who didn't do right by you. I'm just glad you don't hold it against Grandma and that you came back to see this old bag of bones."

Ivy didn't speak anymore, quietly pushing Old Lady Blake into the house.

Once inside, neither of them spoke, plunging the living room into silence.

Seeing this, Butler Lee hurriedly brought out the chicken soup. "Come, Ivy, quickly taste if it's the same as before."

Ivy took a few sips, silently wiping away her tears. "It's good, it's the old flavor."

Old Lady Blake sighed deeply, "As long as it tastes good. Child, you don't need to blame yourself; it was the Blake family that wronged you. Just come back often to see me whenever you're free; that would make Grandma very happy."

By the end of her sentence, tears fell too; she truly liked this granddaughter-in-law.

Though she was married into the family through scheming at first, she handled matters appropriately and knew how to please her.

Ivy wiped away the Old Lady's tears, took out her medical kit, and began an examination.

Not long after, her brows furrowed tightly. "Grandma Lee, help me get Grandma to the bed."

Butler Lee was puzzled but complied nonetheless.

Ivy closed the door, opened her medical kit, revealing rows of silver needles and a row of surgical knives.

Seeing this, Old Lady Blake gave a sharp shiver.

"Grandma, don't be afraid. Your body's meridians are a bit blocked; I'll help you clear them."

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Old Lady Blake nodded, trusting without doubt.

Within half an hour, Ivy began to remove the needles, her tightly furrowed brow slowly relaxed.

"Grandma, the usual."

Old Lady Blake nodded decisively, "Alright, keep it a secret!"

Ivy started jotting down a prescription in a little notebook, then opened the door to give it to Butler Lee. "Grandma Lee, follow this prescription to get the medicine. Drink it for half a month, and I'll come back to check on Grandma again."

"Ivy, help me up; let's go out for a walk. Grandma misses you so much."

As the Old Lady aged, her health had always been poor. Before the divorce, Ivy would come by periodically to check her health and write prescriptions.

She would even coax her into drinking the unpleasant-tasting traditional medicine.

The Old Lady had the prescriptions checked by someone; all were beneficial to her.

But every time Ivy finished examining her, she'd have only one request.

That was to keep it a secret, not letting Edwin Blake know she had written it.

Asking Ivy where she learned her medical skills, the answer was always that she self-taught from books in the village as a child; her skills weren't advanced.

Old Lady Blake was no fool. Since she didn't want to say, she didn't force it.

"Alright, Grandma, the thing is..."

Ivy's hand was tightly held. Watching Grandma worry about her so much, she almost let slip about having a great-grandchild.

But she held back; she couldn't gamble on it. After all, this was the Blake family, not the River family.

She feared...

Old Lady Blake asked puzzled, "What's the matter? Are you trying to complain that Grandma didn't raise her child well?"

"Not at all! I just wanted to say that I've been doing well these years outside, so you don't need to worry."

Old Lady Blake fell silent upon hearing that.

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