CHAPTER 602: CHAPTER 602: LET MY BROTHER TAKE CARE OF YOU

"This is a beauty clinic! Are you sure this is the place?"

"I’m sure, sis. I’m about to die from the pain. Stop talking, just help me inside quickly."

Chantel was in agony, eagerly wanting to get inside. She felt a bit resentful towards Ivy for talking too much. Didn’t Ivy think she wanted to go to a hospital? If she could have, she would have already done so.

But her chest was fake! How could she go to a regular hospital? Of course, she had to come here for repairs because this is where she had her procedure done.

The lights in the beauty clinic were on.

Ivy helped Chantel inside. The receptionist, who was yawning, approached them and said, "Ms. Young, your attending physician is already in the operating room. Let me take you there."

"Okay."

Chantel nodded painfully.

The receptionist led the way, and in about a minute, they reached the operating room, where two male doctors in blue gowns were already prepared with surgical tools.

Ivy helped Chantel onto the operating table. One of the doctors came over, and before he could lift Chantel’s clothes, he saw her chest was deformed: "Miss Young, what did you do to end up like this?"

Chantel’s eyes were filled with pain as she said, "Don’t ask, just give me the anesthesia and perform the surgery."

The doctor shrugged and didn’t ask further questions. He turned to fetch the anesthesia.

Ivy, standing by Chantel’s side, whispered, "Are you really sure you want to have surgery here? They’re just cosmetic surgeons, not professional medical doctors. I’m worried..."

Ivy didn’t finish her sentence when Chantel grabbed her hand, looking at her with tearful eyes, "I’m sure. Sis, I have one more thing to ask of you. Please don’t tell anyone about what happened today, or even about me coming to this beauty clinic."

This was Ravenswood’s renowned cosmetic surgery hospital. If this got out, how could she continue her career in modeling?

Ivy was momentarily stunned, suddenly understanding why Chantel had to come to this beauty clinic. She dared not go to a regular hospital for fear of word getting out.

"I won’t say anything."

She wasn’t one to gossip.

"Thank you, sis." Chantel looked at her gratefully, suddenly adding, "Sis, I’ll have to trouble you for the next few days."

"..." Ivy was taken aback. What did she mean by this?

Just as Ivy was about to ask, a doctor came over with anesthesia, and another asked her to wait outside.

"Hey, but..."

The anesthesia flowed into Chantel’s body. Ivy only heard half of what was said but pretended not to hear.

Even after the surgery, she wouldn’t be able to leave the clinic right away. With no one to care for her, Ivy, having no work, should help take care of her until she could leave the clinic!

The surgery was over by the time it was light outside.

Sitting on a cold bench outside, Ivy hadn’t slept all night, constantly checking her phone. Nicole hadn’t called her that night. As the operating room doors opened and the two doctors came out, removing their white coats.

She quickly stood up, her legs a bit numb after sitting all night: "Doctor, how was the surgery? Was it successful?"

The doctor nodded, his eyes flickering slightly: "Yes, it was successful. But she’s very weak now, so you need to take good care of her. Also, don’t give her spicy or irritating food as it could cause infections in the wound."

Ivy breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly said, "I’m not her family member; I’m just her neighbor. My child is home alone right now. I can’t stay to take care of her. Can you inform the staff on duty here to find a nurse for her when she wakes up?"

The doctor shook his head: "That’s not our responsibility. You brought her here, so you need to stay and take care of her. Besides, her surgery costs haven’t been paid yet. Please go settle it first."

Ivy pointed at herself: "I don’t have any money!"

The doctor laughed: "That’s your problem now. You brought her here. She’s still under anesthesia and hasn’t woken up. You’ll need to find a way to pay first, then ask her for the money when she wakes up. Aren’t you neighbors? Distant relatives are not as helpful as close neighbors."

Having said that, the doctor walked away, leaving Ivy feeling utterly speechless. What kind of situation is this?

Someone from the reception came and wheeled the still-sleeping Chantel to a patient’s room, then started urging Ivy to pay.

When Ivy asked about the fee, she was shocked. The surgery cost half a million because Chantel had opted for the latest imported silicone, including the surgery fees.

She explained to reception that she had no money, and they told her to borrow some.

Feeling like she had gotten into trouble, a phone call came in at that moment.

Ivy thought it was Nicole calling, but when she looked, it was Jade Yeats calling her.

"Sis-in-law, where did you go? How could you leave Nicole alone at home?" Jade Yeats’ voice carried a hint of blame. After arriving and not finding Ivy for a while, Jade only discovered from Nicole, who had woken up, that Ivy had gone out the night before.

Jade was a bit angry for leaving Nicole alone at home at night. Pregnant as she was, how could Ivy run out like that? Even if she weren’t responsible for herself, she should at least be for Nicole and the unborn child.

"I didn’t mean to! Last night, a neighbor...", Ivy recounted the previous night, filled with guilt towards Nicole: "Jade, is Nicole awake? If she is, could you please make her some breakfast?"

After listening, Jade couldn’t bear it. What kind of neighbor is this? Beaten and couldn’t call 120 themselves? Letting Ivy get involved for what? Ivy was still pregnant and spent all night with that woman in the "hospital."

No way, she had to convince her sister-in-law to move. Such a neighbor is nothing but trouble.

"Sis-in-law, which hospital are you at now? Send me your location. I’ll bring Nicole to pick you up."

"That’s not necessary..."

"You have to listen to me on this. Don’t forget, you’re carrying my brother’s child. Enduring hardships for a stranger and making the child suffer too? If you don’t tell me your address, I’ll tell my brother about your pregnancy. If you can’t take good care of yourself, I’ll let him do it."

Jade wasn’t joking; she was serious about her plan.

"Don’t, Jade... You promised you wouldn’t tell your brother."

"You also promised to take care of my brother’s child."

"..."

Unable to argue with Jade Yeats, Ivy had no choice but to give her the address.

Jade bought two breakfasts, one for Nicole and one to bring to Ivy. Upon arriving, Jade was immediately put off seeing it was a cosmetic surgery clinic.

Holding Nicole’s small hand, Jade went inside. As soon as she asked where Ivy was, the reception promptly led her to the cashier’s desk, asking Jade to pay five hundred thousand yuan.