When the second page was faxed over, Ye Jian compared the two reportâs results side by side, and the match was 99.9%; thereâs no need to make a deeper investigation; the two reports were enough evidence that Sun Yaozuâs eye was blinded by her mother.
At the same time, Sun Yaozu also knew who the person that blinded him was, thatâs why he treated her so cruelly!
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With a sea of red in her eyes, Ye Jian picked up the two reports and slowly folded them, tonight; sheâll have to find Sun Yaozu; itâs about time to âproperlyâ ask him what had happened all those years. Ago!
Director Chaiâs phone call arrived immediately, he spoke really quickly, he knew that Ye Jian had already received the faxed documents, he only said: âWait for my callâ and hurriedly hung up.
Ye Jian, whose blood was boiling from rage, had calmed down after Director Chaiâs hurried voice seemed to have poured cold water on her, it chilled her heart, but it also made her regain her sense of reason.
She canât visit Sun Yaozu yet; at the very least, sheâll need to wait until Director Chai is in a safe position; she couldnât make Director Chai, who was risking danger to help her to get into a troubling predicament because of her hatred.
âWait a bit longer, Ye Jian, you need to wait a bit longer; youâve waited so many years, waiting a few more days wouldnât be a big deal.â Sitting on the bed, Ye Jian mumbled quietly; she sat down there like an unmoving statue and stopped moving.
She didnât think to go back and find her best friend, An Jiaxin, before she eliminated Sun Yaozu; she doesnât want to get too intimate with her best friends in order to prevent dragging her friend into something bad that she couldnât predict.
She couldnât go find Sun Yaozu for the time being, then letâs visit Old Mrs. Ye, who was currently in the hospice of Yunnanâs Peopleâs Hospital, the Old Mrs. would know more than Sun Yaozu.
Yunnanâs Peopleâs Hospitalâs hospice was akin to nursing homes but was a little more high-class than normal nursing homes; the old folk living in there all came from families with some assets and could handle the hefty bills of both treatment and nursing fees.
Meanwhile, Old Mrs. Ye had Ye Zhixiang financing her stay, so her life was quite well.
Ye Jian looked at the Old Mrs. Ye who was seated in the wheelchair, who could order the nurses around even though she couldnât speak without slurring, with a cold smirk on the edge of her lips, she walked in and told the nurse: âAunty, you can go take a break.â
The nurse had never met Ye Jian before; when she was about to ask, Old Mrs. Ye, who was in the wheelchair, spoke with a stutter, ââŠYe Ye⊠Ye âŠÂ Jian.â
With her mouth slanting to the side, it was quite strenuous for her to talk, and it was also terrible for the nurse to be scolded by her.
âGrandma canât even talk properly now; why donât you relax. I havenât visited you for quite a long time; I thought it was about time to visit you.â Ye Jian walked in and placed the fruits she had bought on the way aside, and took the initiative to pass Old Mrs. Ye a cup of water, âI have some things I want to chat about with Grandma, why donât we let the caretaker Aunty go out and take a break?
Old Mrs. Ye was someone who wanted face no matter when, when she saw Ye Jian coming in; she wanted to scold her properly, it was a pity she had the will but not the strength, her words piled up on her throat, but she couldnât speak out clearly, and it had turned into a series of weird âAh Ah Ahs.â
The caretaker didnât dare to leave after watching this, afraid that something would happen to the patient she was taking care of, so she hurriedly told Ye Jian: âWhy donât you come next time, you seeâŠâ
Old Mrs. Ye lifted her head shakily, pointing at the door, she shouted at the caretaker, âOut, get outâŠâ
With her orders, the caretaker glanced at Ye Jian; after a moment of hesitation, she still left with the cleaning tools in her hands, in the entire hospice, all the caretakers, nurses, doctors knew how bad the temper of the old woman staying in 606 was, nobody was willing of taking care of her for the long-term, but the old woman was someone the hospitalâs directors had specifically ordered to take care of, so it wonât do for them not to take care of her.
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The caretaker who took care of her once a week walked away quickly, and it was obvious she didnât want to stay here for a second longer.