Full-time Doctor

The night in the military and political center is exceptionally quiet.

In the backyard of the presidential residence, the lush trees were blown by the breeze, making a rustle, and a stray hare ran past the bushes under the window, alarming the intelligent guards, and was immediately driven out of the safety line by invisible interference waves.

The study was almost cleaned up, and the packed storage boxes were neatly stacked in the corner. Mu checked the list one by one, turned off his brain, and sighed slightly when he looked at the empty room.

It has been ten years, and he has lived in this building for ten years. Although he lives with heavy pressure and responsibilities every day, he really wants to leave and suddenly feels empty in his heart.

The presidential residence, the most majestic and sacred place of the Dunkel Federation, carries the busiest and sweetest memory of his life in more than 50 years, and records the most precious time he and his husband grew up with their daughter.

Now, because Jin Che resigned, they are finally leaving.

For four terms and sixteen years, Jin Che has been the most re-elected president in Dunkel's history. Because of popular support and special wars, his term of office has even exceeded the basic provisions of the Constitution.

It's time to end... Take a deep breath, turn off the lights in the study, and walk to the bedroom. Jin Che is nearly seventy years old. Even as an ordinary human, he has passed middle age. In addition, he was frequently injured when he was young. After long-term use of inhibitors, my body has become worse than before, so I take this opportunity to recuperate.

The presidential seat is too laborious, and it is simply burning lives faster.

The whole mansion was quiet. Jin Che hadn't returned yet. Zhuang Zhuang went to camp with his classmates. Mu rarely took a leisurely time. When he passed by his daughter's room, he opened it and took a look. Little Lolita in the second phase is as rebellious and energetic as all children. The walls are covered with graffiti that only she can understand, and the dressing table is scattered with crystal and diamond jewelry that she likes. Mu picked up a big wavy long wig, tied it bored with a light blue ribbon, and stuck it with a white diamond hairpin. He raised it to his eyes and looked at it. He couldn't help laughing.

In the first half of the year, Zhuangzhuang's hair suffered from a second illness. In spite of his opposition, he cut the long hair he had kept for five years to a small size. In the end, he regretted it in a week, and then secretly bought a long wig back. Wear it when you go out to play.

The last time I combed my daughter’s hair was more than a year ago. Mu admired the wig in her hand, and suddenly understood why Jin Che likes dressing up games so much. Dressing up a little princess by herself is indeed very fulfilling. Is not it?

It's a pity that the child always grows up too fast, and in the blink of an eye, he doesn't need his father to dress her up. Mu was a little sad and relieved, shrugged, removed the ribbon and hairpin, handed out the fake back to the original place, and scattered her daughter. The skirts and coats on the floor hang back into the closet. In two days, this house should be packed, I hope so many things can be put in the new home.

Back in the master bedroom, there was a low breathing sound from the door, Mu pushed open the door, picked up the Akita dog lying on the doormat, and gently placed it in the kennel in the corner of the house. Sanpang is fourteen years old, dying of wind, and suffering from all kinds of illnesses, but as long as he and Jinzhe leave, it will still crawl out of the doghouse and lie at the door waiting for them to come back. At first it was at the gate of the yard. He lay down at the door of the living room, and couldn't climb anymore, so he could only lie down at the door of the bedroom.

Maybe it won’t even be able to crawl out of the doghouse soon. Aging is just like growing up. It’s something that cannot be stopped.

"Woo..." San Fatty woke up and rubbed Mu's palm affectionately. Although it is a strong body, only Mu can take care of it patiently and meticulously. It likes sticking the most, and this is the most careful one. Owner.

"We are going to our new home soon. The climate there is better than here, and your asthma will slowly recover." Mu comfortedly stroked the aging Sanchu, combed his hair, cleaned his eyes and nose, and patted his head. "Hey, I'm going to pack my luggage, stay here with me."

The old dog nodded softly. Mu opened the closet and prepared to pack his clothes and Jinzhe's clothes. The closet that belonged to him was almost completely black. He likes black, safe, tolerant, and allows him to hide... Now that there is Jinzhe, he doesn't need to hide it anymore. , But after so many years of habit, he still only wears black.

Jinzhe's clothes are arranged by secret service, gray, white, dark blue, brown...every one is solemn and elegant. But in fact, Mu knew that Jin Che liked red. He was a man who was always full of vitality and fighting spirit. He liked strong and intense colors, red and blue, bold and warm.

The title of "President" fulfilled him, created him, and restrained him, making him restrained and reserved.

Just like his feelings for him.

Mu's expression became gentler involuntarily, even with a little bit of joy and shyness. After ten years, ten years of marriage, he still felt feverish in his heart whenever he thought of Jin Che's love and loyalty to him.

This is not only the instinct of supernatural beings and guides, but also the admiration and attachment between ordinary people.

Maybe it’s time to order some fancy clothes for him. It’s okay to wear them at home. After all, you don’t have to pay attention to the influence of public opinion... Mu's thoughts diverged, and she dropped half of her clothes and sat in the rocking chair in front of the window. Open a virtual store here and choose menswear aimlessly.

A big red racer vest, a royal blue stand-up collar T-shirt, a white shirt embroidered with a panda on the chest, a tie full of raccoons and meerkats... Mu throws a piece of thermal insulation suit with a human skeleton pattern in the shopping cart. Can’t help but laugh, but it’s a pity that there is no matching headgear, otherwise it’s fun to wear it all and lying in the deep-sea dormant cabin, just like a corpse in formalin hahahahaha... it’s better to buy another small one. It’s a couple’s outfit, let’s pretend the corpse together.

With the corners of Mu's mouth rising, it is rare to experience the joy of shopping.

"Woo..." A familiar whisper suddenly came from outside the door. The golden barbary lion walked in through the wall, bowed his head gently beside the rocking chair, and gently rubbed Mu's elbow with the mane on his head. . Icaru's phantom color worm was summoned, and naturally appeared an orange-red figure, flew in front of the lion, and flew lingeringly.

"Are you back?" Mu put away the virtual store and shouted outside, "Would you like a supper?"

No one answered, quietly in the corridor, Mu stretched out her thinking tentacles to spy out the door, and suddenly felt a shock in her ears, and the left French window "buzzed--" to cancel the existence mode and became nothing.

Mu was taken aback, turned his head abruptly, and the cool night breeze hit his face immediately. Then, a pair of huge silver-gray mechanical flying wings covered the entire field of vision, and the golden track hovered outside the window, looking like a weasel stole. The rooster thief smiled: "Haha, are you scared?"

Mu Momo wiped the grass blades from his face and stood up from the rocking chair: "What are you doing? Didn't you go to the Iron Wing Building for a meeting? Why did you play Flying Wing again in the middle of the night?!"

"This is the content of the meeting tonight. The new type of flying wing designed by the military uses alien scorpion neurons to reach 98% human-machine integration with the controller." Jin Zhe raised his eyebrows and manipulated the flying wing in mid-air. He did a few moves that he thought was chic, "How about it, handsome? Would you like to try it?"

"Stay away from me, the wind is too strong!" Mu was so fast that he was blowing, and waved her hand. "Go and change it. I'll ask the chef to get you some supper."

"Is there any good food at home, take you out to eat!" Jin Che controlled Feiyi to fly close to the floor-to-ceiling window, and stretched out his hand, "Come on, brother takes you to fly."

Mu's goose bumps are all up, the tenderness and honey from ten minutes ago vanishes in an instant, and he irritably said: "Reserve this name for your baby brother, do you want to hit the wall again?!"

"No," Jin Che said with his head clasped, "I was older than you!"

"Why don't you die when you are so old?" Mu threw him with slippers, Jin Che caught him and threw it to San Fat. The aging Akita conditioned reflex jumped up, struggling to bite the slippers, and put it under the owner's feet like a treasure.

"..." Mu Wuyu swallowed, bending over to caress the old and healthy Jin Sanpang: "Good!"

"Well, I was wrong. Don't lose anything. In the past few days, the special service took out more than a dozen murder weapons from various corners. They were all thrown out by you all these years. I can't explain it to them." He smiled and begged for mercy, "It is said that this problem of yours will be corrected in the future. There will be no special service in the future. When the paparazzi catches you and throws things at me all day, the image of our model husband who has worked so hard has been completely ruined. You should let it rest when you are old."

"Blame me?" Mu Yu asked, putting on his slippers, staring at him. Jin Che immediately self-examined: "Why, it's all my fault. I slapped my horse's legs. It's okay. Time is running out. I'll jump out and follow you."

"What are you going to do?" Mu changed his shoes and added a coat, standing by the window and asked him. Jin Che said: "Take you out for a walk. Finally, if your daughter is not at home, can you live the world of two people?"

Well, after ten years of well-deserved first partner career, Mu is indeed a little bored, and his heart jumped out of the window. Jin Che steadily took him in his arms, controlled the flying wing to glide in a cool low altitude, and left the mansion. The floor-to-ceiling windows of the master bedroom resumed the mode of existence, and the old Akita dog crawled back to the kennel while biting the owner's slippers, and quietly fell asleep.

The flying wing glides over the military and political center like a big bird. It is a highly bionic masterpiece, which is different from flying saucers and mechas. It completely mimics the flying posture of birds. It nestles in the arms of golden cheeks and overlooks the earth. Passing by, there was a feeling of being caught by a big bird flying in the sky, and there was an urge to shout.

"Oh **** ho **** ho--" Jin Che had a heart-to-heart connection with him, and there was a rough and primitive roar from his throat. Mu was taken aback by him, hugged his neck tightly, and couldn't help laughing too.

Flying wing swept across the military and political center, across the strait, and across the Twin Cities, dressed in thin clothes. Although it was protected by a golden cheet, he was still getting a little chilly, and asked: "Where are you going to have supper?"

"I'll be here soon!" Jin Che replied loudly. As soon as the voice fell, he adjusted the wings to slow down and flew into the sky over a brightly lit city.

York City? Mu saw the terrain below, and was a little surprised: "What are you doing here? I don't know what delicious restaurants are here?" He used to live in York City, but he has rarely visited in recent years because of the Jinzhe. NS.

Jin Che smiled, but didn't answer, he slowed down again, swept across the west of York in a smooth arc, and landed on the top of a quiet hill.

"Why land here? This is the former aristocratic district." Mu's legs were a little numb, and he stomped and jumped on the spot, watching around, "Speaking of which I am here for the first time. Wow, it's so beautiful... …" There are not many residents in this area, but it is rich or expensive. Each house is large and exquisite. It is surrounded by dense primitive jungles, sea of ​​flowers and lakes, and the city’s densely packed 100-story apartments. It's totally different.

"Come with me and give you a surprise." Jin Che took off his take-off wing and took his hand along the winding path for less than five minutes. Suddenly, a small white wall surrounded a wide courtyard. The walls are covered with cyan antique tiles, which are antique and full of charm.

"Here." Jin Che took Mu and walked to the courtyard gate, and handed him a simple bronze key, "Open the door."

Inexplicably, Mu took the key and put it into the keyhole, the encrypted electronic lock immediately activated, opening the heavy log door. Inside the gate is an extremely delicate Chinese courtyard, with pavilions and pavilions, with winding paths, lotus flowers blooming in the pond, koi carps playing in the water, and a few water birds standing on the railings of the arch bridge, independent of one foot, like a fairy. Seeing someone approaching, he rolled his eyes proudly and turned his hips to face them.

"This is..." Mu Du was a little dumbfounded. This place is not so much a house as a castle. Even in this rich area where the local tyrants gather, it is amazingly luxurious.

"New home." Jin Che said with a sad expression on his face.

Mu was shocked: "Isn't the new home in the Maiquan area?" After leaving office, Jin Che will still work in Congress, so their new home is next to the Military and Political Center. In the past two months, he has successively put in some personal supplies. Moved in.

Isn't this guy sleepwalking? How could he afford such a luxurious house? Mu looked around, she didn't believe her ears. Jin Zhe still looked terribly depressed: "I sold my new home and made up part of my savings. I bought this courtyard, so this will be our new home in the future!"

"Are you crazy!?" Mu didn't believe that he actually sold his new home behind his back! And even if he sells his new home, he still has to make up 90% of the money if he wants to buy such an awesome courtyard. Where does he get so much cash?

Is this a hidden local tyrant?

"It's a family inheritance." Jin Che scratched his head embarrassedly, "I don't have much savings, so I used the savings my parents left for our brothers. Alas, I can make up for it when I make money in the future. Jin Xuan won't care. of."

Mu suddenly remembered that their two brothers came from a family, and there seemed to be so many big businessmen in their ancestors for hundreds of years... So maybe this guy is really a local tyrant!

"But why did you buy such a large courtyard? We are just a family of three. Zhuangzhuang will soon go to university. From now on, there will be only two of us in the family! Should such a large area be used to raise ghosts?" Mu still couldn't understand his approach. , Frantically said, "Besides, you will work in the military and political center in the future. Even if you drive a flying saucer to work every day, it will take two hours. Do you think you are still 20 years old and have the physical strength to commute like this for many years?"

Jin Che sighed and took his hand and stroked it gently: "Don't worry, don't be angry, first tell me if you like it here?"

like? Of course I like it! Mu looked at the steam-filled pond, like a fairyland-like pavilion. He has always liked Chinese courtyards. Since childhood, he hoped to have such a yard, raising fish, raising birds, raising old people... It's the same thing, it's the same thing. They still have to work and it's not realistic to live so far away.

"I like it very much, but I don't want to live so far." Mu knew that Jin Che wanted to make him happy, but why shouldn't he discuss with him about such a big house change? "Why did you make such a big decision without telling me?"

"Ah..." Jin Che sighed, stretched his arms around his shoulders, put him around his chest, and said slowly, "Because I know you won't agree with us to settle in York City in the future."

Mu also sighed: "You work in the military and political center, it is not convenient to live here, you are no longer a young man, and there are so many old wounds..."

"Shhh." Jin Che used his lips to stop him from speaking, and whispered, "I know all about it, Mr. Saiana asked you to take over her position."

Mu Yi was taken aback. Jin Che continued, "You have been following me for ten years. During these ten years, you have given up your profession, put down your ideals, and stood silently behind me... I feel guilty every time I think about it, I am too selfish. I can’t bear you leaving me to work in another place, not only because of the fetters of the supernatural being and the guide, but also because of my love for you and my possessiveness."

"Don't say that." Mu felt a little bitter in his heart, interrupting him, "This is my own choice, not because of your imprisonment on me. Besides, our ideals have always reached the same goal by different means, or my ideal is actually you. Part of it, isn't it?"

"That's not the same." Jin Che seldom seriously denied his words, "You are the best doctor in the Federation, the most respected scientist. It is my career that prevents you from moving forward and puts you around me. "He touched Mu's soft hair with great pity, and said, "In the past, I had no choice. The voyage army was big, and mankind was facing division and war. I shoulder the responsibilities left to me by the old president. The military’s trust in me, even if you want to sacrifice your career, you must go on. But now it’s different. The war is over, the voyage army is disintegrated, and it is back under federal control, and the reform of the guide protection law is on the right track. , And I also stepped down."

Jin Che's warm right hand stroked Mu's face, his eyes soft as water in the night: "It's time for me to stand behind you, Mu, I have resigned from my post in Congress. From today, I am willing to be yours. Be strong and support your career."

Mu looked at his eyes in disbelief, trying to find a joking shadow in them as usual, but Jin Che's eyes were so firm and serious at this moment, it didn't seem to be joking at all.

"I told Teacher Saiana that I would convince you." Jin Che smiled, "Actually, I have accepted her invitation for you. Your offer is in my brain. I promised her tonight. You will be signed anyway."

Mu was silent. Teacher Saiana had contacted him a week ago and asked him to take over her position at the St. Martin Center-Saiana is already too old to be competent for the heavy management tasks of the center. The employment period expires. Later she decided to recommend new candidates to the board of directors.

Mu is undoubtedly the most suitable successor. He is the industry's leading scientist and has assisted the president in managing the Confederation for nearly ten years. He is impeccable in terms of technology and personal connections.

For this invitation, Mu is not unimpressed. Saiana is his teacher and his adoptive mother. He is familiar with her work style and agrees with her values. He doesn't want her life's career because he can't find a suitable inheritance. Those who go up and downhill.

However, Jin Che has just stepped down this year, and he will face great gaps and challenges both physically and mentally. Once he accepts Saiana’s invitation, it will inevitably mean that he has to allocate most of his energy in the Saint Martin Center and cannot take care of him wholeheartedly. Jinzhe, help him through this turning point.

If it is two years late, even one year, he will reconsider his decision, but Saiana’s term happens to expire this year. It is impossible for the center to ask someone to temporarily take charge of such an important department and make room for him. Two years of time buffer.

So in the end Mu refused Saiana's invitation. Of course, he also wanted to continue his career, but he couldn't put aside the golden ruts on this knot and let him face the predicament after leaving office alone.

"Are you angry?" Jin Che found Mu's expression a little gloomy, and touched his face. "Don't blame me for chopping first and then playing. I was really afraid of being hit by you against the wall. For such a big thing, I'm afraid that I will be caught by you. Squirt it back, just keep doing it, and resign yourself first." He kissed him on the forehead flatly, and said, "Don't be angry with me, you see I am unemployed now, and all the money will be given to you. After buying a house, you have to get angry and I will jump into the river."

Mu couldn't say what it was like, she was moved and sad, and she said dumbly for a long time: "You have paid too much for me. I don't want you to give up your career for me. I am willing to stand behind you, help you, and take care of you. You, not only because I am your guide, but also because I love you." He couldn't help but hug Jin Che's waist tightly, "I want to spend my remaining life with you, just like ordinary people. ...Jin Che, we missed too much."

"I know it, I know it." Jin Che's eyes were a little wet, and his mechanical arm touched his back comfortably. "I never felt that I had given anything. The luckiest thing in my life was to meet you."

After a pause, I smiled again: "Don’t feel guilty. This is also good for me. A retired president, it’s weird to stay in Congress. Besides, I’ve been bored with both military and political circles for so many years. I want to change my career in environmental development. The St. Martin Center has been committed to high-dimensional interventional medicine in recent years. You have taken over the position of Saiana. Even if you are the first person in this field, I will bet on you rather than in Congress. There is much more value over there."

Mu Mingming knew he was doing it for himself, and hearing him make excuses so far-fetched, it was moved and funny. Jin Zhexu babbled and continued: "I am not unselfish. When you become the director, I plan to inject capital into the center through you and enter their board of directors. In the future, you will even work for me. I have already followed me. My trust fund manager talked about this. Within two years, he cashed out more than 70% of his family’s assets and invested it on your side. He agreed with my plan and was already working on returning the funds."

"Are you... rich?" Mu is very curious about Jin Che's wealth. Although Jin Che has always been powerful and domineering in the political world, he will "Tianliangwang break" if he is not pleasing to the eye, but that is based on his profound political background. Now that he has switched to the business world, why is he so awesome?

Is this eight-figure courtyard just the tip of the iceberg of his family's assets?

"Yes." Jin Che nodded triumphantly, "Although I am a very low-key person, I am actually quite rich. The Jin family has a large share in Chen Fuji, in the Selena Mining Area and Lupus Energy. There are properties in the district... I originally wanted to return Jin Xuan’s share to him after he got married. He didn’t want it. If it was uncountable, he entrusted it to me. So now we all add up the money of our two families. It is not impossible to buy the Saint Martin Center...Of course, their board of directors will not allow it, so I just want to pass you a portion of the capital."

"..." Only today did Mu realize that he had married a real local tyrant, and asked after the shock, "How much money do you have?"

Jin Che stretched out his manipulator to count for a long time, and a drop of cold sweat dripped on his head: "It seems that I can't count it. Let the financial adviser tell you another day."

"..." Mu really didn't know how the two brothers graduated from Ph.Ds, how could they not count the money either of them!

"Well, let's not say, your hands are so cold, let's go in and take a look at the house. I have cleaned up the bedroom. We can live here tonight." Jin Che grabbed Mu's hands and huffed and bent over. Come and I will carry you in."

"Why do I want you to carry it?"

"Want to carry you." Jin Che pushed Mu's belly with his butt. "Come and let me carry you into the bridal chamber. This is the first time we two have entered our house. The presidential residence was not counted before. Public property."

Mu couldn't help but lay on his back, Jin Che carried his wife across the arch bridge, alarmed the glamorous and noble waterfowl, rolled his eyes and fluttered, fluttering and flying white feathers in the sky. The red koi under the bridge are not afraid of people, chasing their shadows all the way, dispersing a pool of silver waves.

"The master bedroom of this house is very big. There is a carved babu bed with a tent that looks like a big tent. There are also many tools for love, ribbon whip candles... and shelves or something, hehe, we today Would you like to try bundling later?"

"Who tied whom?"

"...You tied me." Jin Che replied reluctantly, saying that the president after resignation doesn't seem to have any prestige anymore...Alas, my husband is sluggish!

However, his husband never seemed to vibrate.

Forget it, there is only one husband in the family, Tsuna Jin, and it’s enough. Life can’t ask for too much. If you are too perfect, you will get retribution!