Chapter 174
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Five days later, Yang Xue was finally discharged from the hospital.
After a thorough examination of her brain, the doctor concluded that everything was normal.
Zhang Jue was relieved — at least he didn't have to raise a retard because of the foundation's mistake. Otherwise, he would definitely ask Lok Shui for alimony.
After being discharged from the hospital, Yang Xue refused Zhang Jue's suggestion of "having a good meal to celebrate" and asked him to take her to recover her memory immediately.
Ever since she saw the video, she couldn't eat or sleep well.
Even if she forced herself to sleep, she would always have dreams.
Sometimes she dreamed that she found the murderer who pushed Zhang Jue, and sometimes she dreamed that the murderer was herself.
It could be said that she wanted to know the truth more than Zhang Jue, and she didn't want to delay any longer.
These days, Zhang Jue was indeed preparing for this matter. Since Yang Xue was so anxious, he didn't mind.
He often said to Yang Xue, "If you're willing to die, I'm willing to bury you."
After leaving the hospital, the two of them took a taxi and went all the way to the suburbs.
The scenery outside the window gradually became bleak, but Yang Xue didn't ask anything.
Twenty minutes later, the taxi stopped at the gate of a villa area.
Yang Xue saw a black man come out and open the door of Zhang Jue's car.
"Mr. Zhang, you're here."
"Yes." Zhang Jue got out of the car and looked around. "How's it going?"
"Everything is ready."
"Very good." Zhang Jue snapped his fingers and turned to her. "Dr. Yang, get out of the car. This is the place."
Yang Xue got out of the car and felt a little strange. She didn't know what Zhang Jue was up to.
This was obviously a wealthy area. She didn't know that Zhang Jue knew someone here.
Zhang Jue introduced the black man to her. She knew that he was Zhang Jue's new assistant, Will Smith.
Judging from Zhang Jue's attitude towards him, he seemed to be a capable person.
With Will Smith leading the way, she and Zhang Jue walked into the villa area.
Although this villa area was located in the suburbs, the facilities inside were very luxurious, and the residents were either rich or respectable. Even though Yang Xue was blind to cars, she could tell that the sports cars they casually parked on the roadside must be expensive.
Smith stopped in front of a villa at the end of the villa area and said to Zhang Jue, "It's here."
He looked around warily, as if he did not intend to go in with them.
Zhang Jue nodded and extended his hand to Yang Xue. "Dr. Yang, please."
Yang Xue glanced at Zhang Jue.
Her instincts told her that there was nothing good inside, but she still walked in first.
The door of the villa was not locked and was deliberately blocked with a stick. Yang Xue pushed the door open.
As soon as she entered the villa, she heard someone shouting inside. "This is blackmail! This is blackmail! This is a crime! I want to sue you! I want to sue you! "
At this time, Zhang Jue also walked in.
"Dr. Teresa, if you don't want Mr. Powell to know what you did to his wife, I advise you to keep your mouth shut. Otherwise, before I receive the court summons, you may be buried in their garden —"
As soon as Zhang Jue finished speaking, the shouting inside stopped.
Zhang Jue smiled.
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