Full-time Doctor

Tunguska Base.

As the largest military fortress ever used by humans on Date, it occupies almost half of the area of ​​the Shadow Sea. With the first cosmic-class aircraft carrier "Tungus" of mankind 500 years ago as its axis, it radiates an area of ​​nearly 200 square meters A medium-sized city of kilometer, the scale is quite magnificent.

Today, the giant spaceship of that year has long been retired and transformed into the administrative center of the guide school. It is like the heart of Tunguska, controlling the daily operations of the entire base.

Originally there were dozens of military fortresses and civil settlements on Ida Star, but since the "cocktail case", the Federation designated Tunguska as a guide confinement zone, and the permanent residents of these strongholds have been moved to other planets one after another. As of the end of the "Massacre", only one active area of ​​Tunguska remained in the entire Date Star.

This season is when the "green tide" is flooding, and the entire shadow sea is submerged by the turbulent green ocean. Tunguska is like a huge hemispherical "bubble" sinking into the seabed, standing quietly on the continental shelf under the protection of a high-strength transparent cover. Human beings live in it, as if living in a crystal-clear, beautiful crystal city, mysterious and weird.

The amphibious spacecraft slowly landed on the surface of the water, arousing fierce waves, and in the steaming water vapor, it gradually transformed into a spindle-shaped submarine, sinking into the water, and closely connected with the "Tungus Gate".

Wu Chenghe walked out of the cabin with Monica's "accompaniment" and immediately smelled a strange smell, a bit like mint, but slightly sweeter. It was a freshener added by the Tunguska air filter to cover up the "green tide" itself. The corrosive odor.

This underwater city has been built for hundreds of years, and there are row upon row of buildings and wide air-floating channels everywhere. Many locally-specific mutant plants are cultivated in the open space between the buildings, most of them with a faint fluorescent color, very beautiful.

Everything here is very similar to the planet Dunkel, except for its gray-green sky, because it is not the real sky, but the green tide blocked by a transparent cover. The green tide rolls and surges with the tide, and looks like changing clouds from a distance, depressed and dull.

"Brother, are you okay?" Monica looked at Wu Chenghe worriedly. His face was extremely pale, and his lips were bloodless. Although his back was stretched straight, he seemed to fall down at any time.

Wu Chenghe didn't answer her words. He couldn't forget how she oppressed herself and Mu with other guides yesterday. He could forgive her for dealing with himself, but he could not forgive her for hurting Mu.

That was the only person in the world who unconditionally protected him and cultivated him, which was incomparable to Jin Xuan.

"Brother." Monica was about to cry, mustering the courage to hold his hand, "Are you blaming me? Are you hating me? Do you regret saving me..."

"No." Wu Chenghe finally answered her this time, "I never regretted saving you, Monica, but I can't forgive you for hurting my teacher."

"Sorry, I just obey the principal..."

"Stop talking." Wu Chenghe interrupted her, "It's useless, Monica, it's useless to apologize, I can't even forgive myself, let alone you. You are already an excellent guide, you are worthy of your principal , Why care about my opinion?"

"No..." Monica covered her mouth and cried and shook her head chaotically. Her kitten grabbed Wu Chenghe's trousers and screamed, "I have always liked you so much."

Wu Chenghe laughed self-deprecatingly. He didn't know how to explain to her the true meaning of the word "like", or in many people's hearts it was just a cheap intuition, always being lifted up high on the balance of life and value. It seems precious, but it's worthless.

"Don't cry, don't cry, it's all over." Wu Chenghe looked at her compassionately and wiped the tears from her cheeks with his thumb. He didn't know whether he was saying that their friendship was over or his freedom was over. , Or both.

Two guards from the guide school waited at the entrance, and standing behind them was a thin old man with white beard and hair. He was wearing a small Jewish hat and a light blue doctor's gown with a very kind expression.

Because Mrs. Baron had to deal with the follow-up incident, the spacecraft came back later than them. This time, a twentieth-level hummingbird guide was in charge of affairs along the way. He brought Wu Chenghe to the old man and said respectfully, "Trouble. I'm sorry to come to pick you up in person, Medical Officer Luther."

"Oh, my old bone should move too much, lest it rust to death." The old man smiled, and his gray-brown eyes looked up and down Wu Chenghe and said, "I heard that he is in a very bad condition, I am very worried. After all, I haven't sent an invisible guide in many years."

The hummingbird guide turned around and said gently to Wu Chenghe: "This is the Lutheran medical officer. He will take you for a medical examination. Don't be afraid, this is our home and yours. You will gradually get used to it in the future."

Yes, besides habit, what choice does he have? Wu Chenghe cheered up, unwilling to show his fragility in front of these people, pressed his severe headache and nausea, and stretched out his hand: "Hello."

A trace of surprise flashed in Luther's eyes. He originally thought he would see a frustrated, frightened, or even a guide who was on the verge of collapse. He didn't expect the other party to be so calm and calm, he didn't look like an eighteen-year-old boy.

"Hello, boy." Luther stretched out his hand to squeeze him, felt his cold fingertips, sighed regretfully in his heart, and said, "Welcome to Tunguska, I hope you can like it here, although I guess it might It's hard."

The hummingbird guide was also a little surprised at Wu Chenghe's rapid transformation. You must know that a few hours ago he was still hallucinating, crying and calling them "Nazis" and "executioners."

Or Icarus is different. They are one of the most resilient guides in the world. The Hummingbird guide thought so, smiled apologetically to Luther, and whispered: "His situation is bad. Principal Long should have said to you in the email? Yesterday’s scene was a bit chaotic. He may have been a little irritated. Please pay attention to his emotions."

"I will." Luther glanced at Wu Chenghe sympathetically and said solemnly, "Don't worry, I will take care of him."

Luther took Wu Chenghe into a four-person airship, accompanied by two school policemen. He didn't know why they had to find someone to stare at him in such a place, the alien star, the deep sea, and he couldn't escape by giving him an amphibious spacecraft.

Maybe it was because he was afraid of going crazy or committing suicide, but they didn't know what would happen after they found out that he had been marked. Wu Chenghe twitched his mouth and smiled, suddenly expecting a mischievous look.

A quarter of an hour later, the airship arrived at an antique European-style building with a big blue cross marked on the outer wall of the building, which was about the guide hospital. Luther took him out of the car and walked to the hospital. The school police did not follow up this time, and replaced two young men in doctor's gowns to follow them.

"Relax, kid." Entering the elevator, Luther smiled at Wu Chenghe kindly, and said: "We are all here to help you. It's actually much safer here than outside. You don't have to hide yourself anymore. Don't worry about being harassed by the supernatural person-we are all ordinary people."

Yes, it's really safe enough to be locked in this kind of place. Wu Chenghe was very dizzy, because he flew on an empty stomach for too long and his stomach was empty and painful. So he didn't answer Luther's words, and silently leaned against the metal wall to suppress his discomfort.

"He is a bit claustrophobic. Bring him some food. I guess he hasn't eaten for a long time." Luther noticed his weakness and said to a male doctor, "He needs a little sugar."

"Yes."

The elevator stopped on the top floor, and Ruther took Wu Chenghe to a spacious living room. The walls here were painted in a pleasant light green, with lovely floral sofas and log coffee tables, very warm, obviously for maximum Soothes the patient's emotions.

Luther is a very attentive doctor. He found Wu Chenghe was trembling depressed, and immediately asked someone to raise the temperature in the room, and sent a male doctor to the next room to prepare the medical examination equipment, and let the other person get food.

Soon the warm nutrients were delivered to Wu Chenghe. Ruther sat on the sofa opposite him and said, "Have something to eat, you are shaking. I know that for a person who has lived outside for eighteen years. , It would be a bit difficult to be sent here suddenly, but after all, you still have relatives and friends. You have to take care of your body for them, don’t you?

Wu Chenghe looked down at the nutrients in front of him, was smoked by the heat, and suddenly remembered Mu. He couldn't help but feel anxious. It was almost ten hours since the accident. He was eager to know how Mu and the child was, and he was afraid to hear and Any news related to them.

He was afraid to know that he had lost one of the best people in the world to him.

But Luther was right. He couldn't just go down like that. He still had ideals, as well as Mu and Jin Xuan. He must live and become stronger before he can leave here.

Saiana and Mu have been able to work hard for decades for the free guide career. He is also a guide and a member of the free guide organization. Even though he has been captured now, he should work hard so that the younger generations do not suffer the same pain as him. Go down and do something for them.

Wu Chenghe took a deep breath, took a spoon, dipped a spoonful of nutrients into his mouth, and swallowed it mechanically. He feels the food enters his stomach through his esophagus, then digests and burns, and slowly transfers power to his limbs and brain. Gradually, his hands and feet began to warm up, his body no longer trembles, and he seemed to have a clearer mind.

Luther looked at him in surprise, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes—it was the first time he encountered such a young guide with strong resilience and determination in so many years. In time, he will definitely become the best student in the school of guides!

Wu Chenghe ate half a plate of nutrients in silence, and his stomach began to churn again. He put down the spoon, calmed down, and said, "I'm full. If you want to do anything to me, you can start."

"Okay." Luther shrugged his eyebrows, sighed pretendly, and said, "You are too calm, if you lift the table and paste the leftover nutrients on my face, I might be a little more relieved. ."

Wu Chenghe smiled faintly, and said, "I'm not a kid anymore."

"Well, you are much more mature than I thought." Luther touched his jewish hat, muttered something that is probably Jewish, and then said, "Come with me."

They went to the next door, which was different from the meeting room. It was very empty. The whole wall was a thermostat, and there was only a narrow treatment bed in the middle. The male doctor who was sent over to prepare the equipment was adjusting an umbrella on the treatment bed. The object, seeing them come in, respectfully said: "Everything is ready, your medical officer."

"Okay." Luther nodded and said to Wu Chenghe, "Please lie down on the treatment bed, I have to give you a code first, so that you can contact your family-Tunguska has information shielding, only the guide to get the code In order to use the personal brain."

Wu Chenghe knows what the code is. It is the registration number of each guide. Once bound with his personal brain, it cannot be cleaned for life. No matter where he goes to the Federation in the future, the guide school can easily track his location.

From then on he has been a registration guide.

Now that he has come here, everything is inevitable, and Wu Chenghe Yiyan lay on the treatment bed. Luther fixed his left wrist with a metal ring and rolled up his sleeve: "There will be a little pain, like being caught by a kitten, it will pass quickly."

A metal tentacle protruded from the side of the treatment bed and stopped exactly on the inner side of Wu Chenghe's wrist. A red light flashed across his head for a short while. Red light swept across Wu Chenghe's skin, and then a complex code composed of numbers, letters, and symbols appeared there.

There was a burning pain, Wu Chenghe frowned slightly, and when he looked again, he found that the set of codes had disappeared, like ink seeping into a sponge, and disappeared. Luther took out a special small flashlight and swiped it on his wrist. The set of codes appeared quietly, emitting faint fluorescence within the aperture range, and it was obviously successfully registered.

"Well, your personal brain will be back to normal in four hours, because the network center will have a little time to check your DNA data." Luther said, turning off the flashlight, putting away his tentacles, and unlocking his wrist. Metal circle.

Wu Chenghe moved his wrist, there was nothing unusual, and there was no code. He wanted to sit up, but suddenly felt a little nauseous, couldn't help but retching, then closed his eyes and took a big breath.

"What's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable?" Luther touched his forehead and muttered, "I have some fever, is it a cold, or asthma? You seem to have trouble breathing."

He stretched out his hand to untie Wu Chenghe's collar, and Wu Chenghe quickly blocked his hand subconsciously. The two looked at each other quietly. After a while, Luther's gray-brown pupils shrank suddenly: "God! You won't be..."

It was time for the mystery to be solved. Wu Chenghe knew that this was going to happen sooner or later, he hesitated, and let go of his hand. Luther's fingers trembled a little. He didn't know if it was because he was too old or was frightened by the fact that he was about to find out. It took him a long time to unlock his buttons.

A red bean-sized cinnabar mole was printed on Wu Chenghe's white skin, with the two collar bones in the middle.

"My God!" Luther murmured, with an extremely shocked expression on his face, shaking his head, and then shaking his head, "You are already...you reckless child, you will hurt yourself!"

Wu Chenghe's stomach churned badly and his temples were swollen. He looked at Luther with a shocked expression. He felt a sense of revenge. He coldly said, "Yes, I have been marked. I'm really disappointed. It's okay to lose one. A gift for dignitaries."

"No, you will regret it." Luther's eyes were extremely complicated, with a trace of compassion that Wu Chenghe couldn't understand. For a long time he whispered: "You don't know what you are doing, God bless, I hope that the person who marked you is qualified enough to get a guide, otherwise..."

When he said this, he suddenly stopped. Then he opened his personal brain and sent a message, sighing: "I think we will solve this problem first. I will talk about the medical examination later. I have notified the administrative center and they will send an investigator soon. Come." He sighed again and said, "Trust me, boy, you better tell them the truth."

"The truth?" Wu Chenghe smiled and said, "What is the truth? Tell you who he is, and then let you arrest him, send him to prison, exile, and impinge on the nine tribes?"

Luther shook his head and said, "Exiled? You think too simple, boy, that was the way to deal with it a few years ago. At that time, we had no way to cut off!"

"'Cut off'?" Wu Chenghe's heart was abrupt, and he subconsciously asked, "What is that?"

Luther couldn't help sighing, sat on the high chair opposite Wu Chenghe, and began to explain to him what "cutting off" was.

It turned out that when the first edition of the "Guide Protection Act" was drafted, in order to prohibit those hungry abilities from marking rare guides at will, the Supreme Court stipulated that anyone who marked a guide without the permission of the guide school A famous guide will be sentenced to capital punishment and a huge fine.

But the power of the mark is fatal. Once the superpower is executed, the guide will also be depressed in a short period of time. The Federation doesn't care about the death of a few abilities, but it can't care about the guides—there are too few guides, and death of one is equivalent to stifling the hope of 200,000 people.

Therefore, the "Guide Protection Law" finally announced abolished this clause and changed the capital punishment to exile. On the one hand, it is to allow those who have marked abilities to pair with the guide to maximize their energy, and on the other hand, it is to allow them to reproduce offspring. . Because guides, especially female and male-guides, have a greater chance of giving birth to new guides.

This clause has been in use until five years ago. During this period of time, it can be said that the marked guides and powers are relatively lucky. Although they are exiled, they can still be together, and once a new guide is born, they will be sent to Tunguska. Base, they can still get pardoned.

But five years ago, the Guide Hospital in Tunku Base discovered a way to break the mark between the supernatural player and the guide. They called it "cut".

This technology was originally a research project of the military to defend against possible attacks on humans by high-dimensional organisms. The Military Research Institute is trying to create a weapon that can be used in high-dimensional space to deal with enemies that are invisible to humans. But this research is too difficult. Humans are three-dimensional creatures and want to fight in four-dimensional space. It's like an ink dot written on paper trying to escape from the paper and fly into the air. In the words of a certain scientist, it is "Trying to attack an invisible enemy with an invisible weapon" is simply ridiculous.

The military's research has stagnated, but their results have been used by the guide school to create an instrument that can unmark in high dimensions. With this kind of instrument, they can forcibly cut the bond between the superpower and the guide, making them "pure" again.

Of course, the side effects of this method are also very large. After the mark is cut off, the guide's cloud of consciousness will be severely damaged, and it will take years of recuperation and stimulation to return to normal.

And those with supernatural powers will face almost 100% death.

"So I suggest you tell the truth. For humanitarian considerations, they may let you meet up or live for a while before cutting off." Luther looked at the ashen-faced young guide, feeling very unbearable, marking It will bring a deep bond, stronger than love, stronger than family, more ardent than instinct, any pairing, facing the fate of being broken up, will be unhappy.

But all of this is unavoidable, unless the person with his superpower is qualified to have him.

But how is that possible?

"The "Protection Law" does not stipulate this." Wu Chenghe's face turned blue, and big beads of sweat kept rolling down from his forehead. "You can't do this, it's illegal!"

"This is an implicit clause added five years ago." Luther could hardly bear to face his desperate expression and looked away reluctantly. "Because this method involves military weapon secrets, in case the terrorists learn about it. If used, it may endanger the senior military and political officials who have been paired with the guide and cause a devastating blow to the Federation. Therefore, it has not been publicized and only filed in the Supreme Court."

Wu Chenghe couldn't believe that they actually dared to amend the law secretly, and called it "Protection of Federal Security"!

Freedom, democracy, and independence, these so-called federal spirits, once they conflict with the personal interests of senior military and political officials, they can be overthrown and trampled at will, even inferior to broken paper!

"You are too despicable..." Wu Chenghe stood up, his voice was startled and angry, "You are in the name of'protection', in fact, only to satisfy the selfish desires of a small group of people. The people who slaughtered are not as good! I won't let you succeed, you don't want to..." At this point, he suddenly closed his eyes in pain, twitched his stomach, and vomited out with a "wow".

"God! Calm down!" Rudd didn't care about the vomit that he was spraying all over, rushed up and supported his shaky body, and at the same time shouted the male assistant to come in and help.

Although Wu Chenghe was thin and weak, after all, he was an adult man, five or six centimeters taller than Luther. Luther was too old, his hands were weak, and he was almost dragged down by him. With the help of his assistant, he finally got him onto the treatment bed, panting and saying: "Put him sideways, he is still vomiting, be careful to choke on the esophagus!"

Wu Chenghe vomited frantically on the edge of the treatment bed, vomiting out all the nutrients he had eaten before, and then began to vomit acidic water. Eventually, he vomited all the acidic water and was still retching nervously.

"This is not right. Even if the deep sea responds, he won't vomit like this." Luther hurriedly wiped the dirt on him, asked his assistant to take his body temperature, frowned, and said, "I have a low-grade fever, is it a cold? I have a stomach cold?" While muttering, he quickly turned on the umbrella-shaped instrument above his head. A bright blue light swept over Wu Chenghe's body, scanned it back and forth twice, and finally stayed on his abdomen, projecting a one-foot-square holographic projection.

"Oh! God!" Luther looked at the projection and was so shocked that he didn't feel the Jewish hat on his head falling to the ground. He opened his mouth and muttered to himself like a fool, and his eyes were almost out of the window: "Seven and a half weeks pregnant, fraternal twins... By the way, he is a male-!"

"Quick! Quickly notify the investigation team, as well as Principal Baron!" Luther was inexplicably surprised, and shouted to his assistant, "He is pregnant and cannot perform the cut-off technique!"

The assistant was also taken aback by the turning of the gods. He was taken aback for a moment, and said, "Yes!" He immediately turned and ran away.

"Okay, okay." Luther held Wu Chenghe's neck to prevent him from being choked by the acid water that came up from him, while touching his hair soothingly, "Don't be afraid, kid, before the twins are born, nobody I will move you." After saying it twice, his face collapsed again, "But your body is too weak. If you do two at once, I am afraid you will suffer a lot..." For some reason, he was calm and fierce towards this. The young man is full of sympathy, although it is only a short time to get along, it seems that he has developed wonderful feelings. Subconsciously, he felt that his superpower must also be a very amazing man.

Wu Chenghe was lying on his side on the treatment bed. He couldn't help twitching because of violent vomiting. He couldn't believe that "pregnancy" would happen to him, even though he knew he was a man, and he was also very involved with Jin Xuan. Few measures are taken, but after all male-pregnancy is very difficult, and many people will not win the bid for a lifetime.

And he is only eighteen years old!

In normal times, he would definitely be given this strange news to Lei Fei, but at this moment he felt extremely lucky, as Luther said, before the child gave birth, they would not cut him off, that is to say , For four to five months, even within six months, Jinxuan is safe!

As for what to do after half a year, he has to find a way to meet Jin Che. The secret clause of the Supreme Court cannot bypass the president in any case. Jin Che must know what Jin Xuan will face after the "cut".

He will not ignore him.