Chapter 233: Won’t Recover Your Memory Again
When she returned to her office, Zen sat in her desk chair and replayed what Christian had said in her head.
Christian seemed to have given her a choice, but, in reality, he had already figured out what she would choose.
After five years of hard work, Zen couldn’t just give up.
She and Wendy had already fallen out because of Christian and Michael. Even if they could still make up, they couldn’t go back to the past. Zen simply did not have a choice. Now, she could choose only Christian.
She looked at the phone on the table and hesitation flashed in her eyes, but eventually, she gritted her teeth and picked it up.
Zen dialed the doctor’s phone number.
As soon as the call was answered, Zen asked, "Has Wendy arrived yet?"
"Not yet, but I think she’ll be here soon," the doctor replied.
"Listen, don’t tell anyone, especially Wendy, about my call to you, okay?" Zen was trembling, but her tone was firm.
"Understood." The doctor asked, "Is there anything you want to instruct me to do?"
"Wendy is going to see you, probably, to ask you about the memory recovery medicine." Zen said, "If that is the matter, then tell her that the medicine inhibits memory and if she takes it for a month, she will never remember."
"That’s it?" The doctor frowned in some confusion.
"Right." Zen closed her eyes with her heart beating fast. She knew she was wrong to do this, but people were selfish in the end.
For her own sake, she could only do so.
Zen continued, "I’ll give you 20,000 as hush money after the job is done."
Although this doctor was Zen’s friend, he was very happy to hear that there was 20,000 dollars.
After she hung up the phone, Zen’s body trembled heavily.
This was the first time she had completely betrayed Wendy, simply for selfish reasons. Although she was selfish previously when she asked the doctor to change Wendy’s medication, she still wanted Wendy and Michael to be together for good.
As for snatching clients, that was a public matter.
If she failed to snatch the client, it was also a matter of her lack of ability. While this time, Zen was just trying to be able to stay in DR.
Since Wendy already suspected that Michael had changed her medication, after learning about the medication from the doctor, there must be tension between her and Michael.
From there, it would more or less affect Wendy’s work at MC.
Guilt and sanity were battling in Zen’s mind and made her feel like her whole body was about to explode at this moment.
Wendy arrived at the hospital and approached the doctor Zen had contacted.
She took out two kinds of pills and asked him, "Please help me see what these two kinds of pills are."
The doctor carefully distinguished the two pills and said, "These are pills to help restore memory, a total of four pills, one a day for each pill, to help people with PTSD memory loss recover their memories, and the prescription is very reasonable."
The doctor then pointed to the other pill and said, "This is only one pill, and I’m not sure what else is in the prescription. But if we talk about this one pill alone, the effect is to inhibit the recovery of memory."
Hearing the doctor’s words, Wendy looked at the two pills.
The medicine that inhibited the recovery of memory was the one that she took in the beginning.
Because it fell to the floor, there was only one tablet...
The doctor continued, "If you take this kind of medicine for a month, you basically won’t be able to recover your memory again."
"What do you mean?" Wendy had already guessed what each of the two kinds of medicine were for.
But when she heard what the doctor said after that, Wendy was shocked.
On the way back, Wendy’s mind kept echoing the doctor’s words.
"If you take this medicine for a month, you will not be able to regain your memory... "
Wendy knew that the memory suppressing medicine was what she ate in the beginning, and the memory restoring medicine was what Michael had changed it to in the past two days.
In other words, in the beginning Michael did not want her to recover her memory at all. And, he wasn’t just talking about it, but also putting it into action.
As for the medicine that was changed later...
Wendy closed her eyes without daring to think about it.
When Jill saw Wendy return to her office, she immediately followed her in and said, "Miss Stewart, Mr. Lewis came to see you at 3:50 and said he brought you afternoon tea."
With that, Jill put the fruit platter on her hand in front of Wendy and said, "It doesn’t look so fresh anymore, but Mr. Lewis personally sent it to me, so I saved it for you. But don’t worry, I told him you were busy designing, so I stopped him at the door and didn’t let him in."
After Jill said a whole lot, she didn’t hear Wendy’s reply.
Jill looked at her and her eyes instantly showed surprise and concern as she said, "Why do you look so pale?"
Wendy sat in her office chair, looked up at Jill, swallowed hard but didn’t say anything.
Jill immediately reached out and touched her forehead, then touched her own forehead and murmured, "You don’t have a fever, do you?"
"I’m fine." Wendy waved her hand and said to Jill, "You go ahead and get busy."
"No, I can’t just ignore you in this condition." Jill sat down on a stool next to Wendy and said, "If your body’s okay, then something’s wrong, so tell me about it and let’s see if I can help you."
"You can’t help me." Wendy shook her head.
"Does that mean that something is really wrong?" Jill’s nosiness got the better of her and she asked, "Did it have anything to do with you leaving the office this afternoon?"
Jill said rationally, "You left without letting anyone know, especially Michael, so that means it has something to do with Michael?"
"Don’t ask so many questions. Go about your business." Wendy held her head in her hands and sounded a little impatient.
When Jill saw this, she did not ask questions anymore.
Although she was gossipy, she still had a sense of proportion.
When Jill stood up, she took two steps, then Wendy spoke, "Jill... "
"What’s wrong?" Jill paused in her steps and looked back.
"What would you do if the person you love lied to you?" Wendy really didn’t know who else to talk to about this and was feeling stuffy inside.
"In principle, whether it’s a good or bad lie, it’s a lie." When Jill heard this from Wendy, she knew that Michael had lied to her.
Previously, Jill had been setting Michael and Wendy up.
During this period of time, she could also see that Michael was indeed very good to Wendy.
Moreover, Wendy, who had lost her memory, was happy and cheerful.
So, after thinking about it, Jill said, "But there are still circumstances to be considered. Who can guarantee that he or she will never lie for a lifetime? I’m afraid that even biological parents have lied to their own children."
As Wendy listened to Jill’s words, she felt even more confused inside.
She waved her hand, sighed, and said, "Forget it, you’d better go back to work."
