Gene from the 13th Department of Bright City

"It's really early!"

Hua Shen looked in surprise at the small pavilion at the end of the sea of ​​flowers in the distance, leaning against a person. Next to him, Gu Ningning was squatting by the sea of ​​flowers, sucking in the fragrance of the flowers.

"Does Lord Jean like Freya?"

Gu Ningning asked, and Huashen laughed.

"In a sense, that's true, because Freya also grew up under Jean's watch."

Gu Ningning opened her mouth in surprise.

"How old is Sir Jean? He still looks so young."

Huashen pressed Gu Ningning's head.

"Ning Ning, don't run around. I'll go over and pay my respects!"

Huashen held a pot of flowers in his hand and walked over slowly. No matter how many years passed, Jean still did not change at all. Huashen himself was also raised by Jean, and he still remembers the first time he met his adoptive father. When he arrived at Ji En, Hua Shen felt that this person was a bit scary.

In that era of chaos and chaos, Hua Shen witnessed countless deaths and disputes time and time again. He remembered Jean in that era as an executioner with his hands stained with blood. He had been very afraid of Jean since he was a child.

One night in his memory, Huashen and his adoptive father went to the construction site where an accident occurred to rescue him. He witnessed Jean bringing many, many people out of the place where the accident happened, again and again.

At that time, Huashen realized that Jean could also save people, not just kill people.

That night Huashen had the courage to ask Gene why he killed people but saved others.

"You need a reason to kill, but you don't need a reason to save others!"

At that time, Huashen was a little shocked. In the years to come, Huashen would often think of Jean's answer. Gradually, Huashen also understood Jean and what his answer contained.

On the day his adoptive father passed away, Hua Shen was powerless. His medical treatment failed and failed to revive his adoptive father. On the day of the funeral, Gene stood beside him.

"You will become a good doctor because your father is a good doctor too!"

His thoughts were interrupted when he came outside the small pavilion. A familiar smell of tobacco drifted over. Gene raised his head slightly, always holding the cigarette in his hand, still the same as before.

"This goes against Freya's last wish!"

Gene said, smiling easily, Huashen hummed and replied.

"I just want to make the last doubt in her daughter's heart disappear. Young people want to move forward without hesitation. As an elder, they have to give a little support. And everything today, without Freya, The words of this founder will not be realized.”

Gene walked to Huashen and patted him on the shoulder.

"And you? Young man."

Huashen sighed.

"I will tell Michelle the other side of Freya."

Huashen was a little surprised and said immediately.

"Such a thing, I think."

Gene walked slowly and waved.

"If you have anything you want to say, talk to Freya properly."

"Where are you going?"

Huashen asked, and Gene pointed to the dark place in the distance with his cigarette in his hand.

"That land where light can never reach!"

Hua Shen looked at Jean blankly and asked with a serious expression.

"It's been so many years, why don't you do it yourself?"

"It's precisely because I can't do it, my reason doesn't allow it! So"

Gene tilted his head and said with a smile.

"Young man, keep working hard!"

Gene walked quickly. When he passed by Gu Ningning, Gu Ningning stood up and bowed respectfully.

"Lord Jean, remember to take me out to play next time you have time."

Gene gently stroked Gu Ningning's forehead.

"must!"

"Aren't you going to say something to Michelle?"

Huashen shouted, and Gene replied with a smile.

"I'll have a good talk with her tomorrow."

After Jean left, Huashen sat quietly beside Freya's grave, placing his hand on her heart and mourning silently.

Everything in the past is still vivid in my mind. Huashen discussed the direction and issues of medical reform with Freya countless times, and in the end they both reached a consensus.

The problem with medical reform lies in the monopoly of medical technology. After a medical scientist has worked hard to produce results, it is bound to be impossible to share his results with others. In order to solve this problem, the only way to solve this problem is to let medical technology be used like the city's scientific and technological inventions. With equal patent rights, all this is done subconsciously.

And if medical care cannot be nationalized, everything will be empty talk. Freya was the first to propose giving up the medical industry, but she was basically opposed by everyone in the association and resisted by most doctors in the city.

All this was too long for Huashen. It was so long that there was still no hope until the day Freya passed away.

As an important promoter of this matter, King Xue successfully used some of the policies set by Freya to disintegrate the entire medical industry bit by bit. Such behavior is very risky, and a little carelessness will cause irreversible consequences. .

The city's medical care did have major problems during the vigorous medical reform in the past. Huashen devoted all its efforts to medical school. Many students in school at that time did not have the qualifications to be doctors and could only work as doctors. Under the leadership of officials from the 4th Department, they have devoted themselves to the medical industry where huge problems have arisen in the city, but the number of doctors is still far from enough.

Finally, with the help of Section 10 and the introduction of robots, we briefly got through those extremely difficult years. In the end, the businessmen could no longer bear it and had no choice but to compromise and sell all the medical-related things in their hands to Congress.

This was Freya's strategy from the beginning. Division 1 was attacking the supply chain of the medical system. This supply chain was established by Freya in the past and was the lifeblood of the entire medical industry. Businessmen could benefit from it. Tu, then agreed to Freya's plan. Although everyone knew there were risks, no one would have thought that such a huge medical industry would collapse at the drop of a hat.

All of this was facilitated by Freya little by little over the years. Looking back on all this, Hua Shen felt a little sad. Originally, she could have done more, and saw that her efforts were not in vain, but the blight disease took her life.

Today, this disease is still spreading in the city. Although some innovative technologies can delay the patient's condition, Huashen still has not found a way to overcome it. Huashen clenched his fists and closed his eyes silently.

"You are really amazing, Mistress Michelle, you are really amazing!"

Gu Ningning's voice sounded behind him. Huashen turned his head and saw Michelle.

"Thanks!"

As Michelle said, Gu Ningning stood up with a smile and bowed.

Michelle came to Huashen step by step and bowed solemnly.

"Thank you, Dr. Huashen!"

Hua Shen smiled, and Michelle quietly held the flowers, placed them gently in front of her mother, and then put her hand on her chest, silently mourning.

Looking at Michelle in front of him, everything about the past was flowing rapidly in Huashen's mind, and then he walked away with a smile.

"Excuse me today!"

Although Michelle wanted to stay, she turned around and bowed again.

"Huh? The doctor is going back soon? Aren't you going to eat here?"

Huashen smiled.

"If you want to stay for dinner, just stay by yourself."

Gu Ningning pouted and followed quickly.

Michelle, who was still standing in front of her mother's grave, showed a sad expression at this time. Michelle also thought about something when she was a child. Do she really like this kind of life?

"Thank you, Mom!"

Michelle bowed slightly, turned around and walked straight away. Although she wanted to say a lot of things, her mother could no longer hear them. She had always wanted to say those things in the past, but she could only bury them in her heart. Until the day her mother passed away, Michelle still didn't say it. These things are now in the past.

Find out!

This was said by holding Michelle's hand tightly at the last moment before passing away and using her last strength. Michelle knew very well that everyone has to find their own answer. She had thought about this question countless times, but But Michelle no longer thinks about these things now, because she can clearly see that everything in front is the answer.

When Michelle returned to the mansion again, she was immediately surrounded by many women. Michelle spoke to them stiffly. Everything here made Michelle uncomfortable. Ever since she entered the practice department, Michelle never attended any parties.

Even at home, Michelle prefers to go back to her room and continue working on some projects.

"I'm sorry, everyone, I have something else to do today. I'm sorry for my poor hospitality!"

Michelle bowed slightly and went directly upstairs, and the housekeeper immediately came over.

"Miss, today's guests are all here to congratulate you, I think."

The butler didn't say anything else, but just smiled helplessly, because the butler knew Michelle's character very well.

"Miss, I will bring you a cup of your favorite black tea."

Michelle nodded slightly and returned directly to the room she had been away from for a long time. There was only a simple small round table, a dressing table, and a writing table. The white bedding was spread neatly on the bed. Michelle sat down and adjusted it directly. A light and shadow screen came out, I clicked on a bill, and read it in detail.

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"Can you knock on the door first next time? Father."

Michelle stared sideways at the smiling Charles behind her. After Charles came over, he pressed his daughter's shoulder with one hand. When he caught a glimpse of the commercial pricing amendment bill on the light and shadow screen, Charles' expression froze.

Michelle turned off the light and shadow screen directly, and Charles asked immediately.

"Daughter, that was just now"

"This is an internal document, father, if there is nothing else,"

Charles sighed, and at this time the butler also came up with black tea. Charles gave a signal with his eyes, took the black tea from the butler's hand, and poured a cup for his daughter.

Charles's thoughts were all on the commercial amendment bill he had just glimpsed. This is an amendment to the commodity pricing power. This is related to the interests of all businessmen, and the most critical point is that it will be based on the forecast report of Section 2. Make corrections to item prices.

"Daughter, you have just sat on your seat. This kind of thing will happen in the future."

“It’s precisely because I’m in this position that I have to make a difference.”

Charles pressed his forehead. If Michelle really submitted such a bill, it would undoubtedly anger many people and make many enemies in a short period of time. The problems in the power sector cannot be explained clearly in a few words.

"You should have seen that girl from the Angus family. She is facing enemies from both sides now, just because she made too many enemies at the beginning, and now..."

"Does it matter, Father? You don't need any reason to correct the incorrect part, right?"

Charles sighed. Originally, the pricing power of the city has always been in the hands of 9ke, so the problem of 9ke is very serious, and the pricing of goods will directly affect all walks of life. Such pricing is generally based on last year's market. The scale of the economy is determined by the financial status of the operator and the scale of supply and demand, but if it is included in the forecast assessment of Section 2, it will be more troublesome, and some secret transactions may be cut off directly.

This is not something Charles wants to see now, because it is related to the interests of businessmen. In Charles' view, as long as there are not too many changes in food, clothing, housing and transportation, it will be a good thing for the people in the city, and these four items have not been available for many years. There have been too many changes, but if the predictive assessment of the two subjects is included, the nature will change.

It was impossible for his daughter to listen to the advice. Charles looked bitter, but he could only smile helplessly.

"Let's go, daughter, can you give me some face?"

Finally, Michelle put away her phone and followed Charles out of the room.

11:29 am

Gene stepped into Locke's private rest area in the General Affairs Department. At this time, Locke looked at a document with a solemn face. Jean walked over. It was a document about the official start of Section 3 on February 1. District walking march plan.

"Sooner or later this day will come, little fat man."

Gene said, taking off his hat and sitting on the sofa, Locke pressed his forehead.

"Military expenditures have been severely overrun."

Gene smiled and nodded.

This is indeed the case today. The reason why Congress can pass various subsidies for newborns is because it comes at the expense of cutting the funding for three subjects. Everyone knows the little thoughts of the congressmen. As long as the funding for the three subjects is cut, , if you want to carry out large-scale operations next, you can only rely on businessmen, and at this time, you have to shamelessly go to businessmen to negotiate.

In particular, some qualified manufacturers can only expand order transactions and then pay money year by year. This is a big pitfall. Once started, it will be more difficult to stop in the future.

"Is it really necessary Gene?"

Jean did not answer. If the march in the barrier zone is carried out, it will inevitably put a financial burden on the three divisions in the future. If it is not done, the armed forces in the barrier zone will inevitably gather again.

"No matter what, it must go on, right?"

Locke nodded, signed his name, and looked at Gene with a serious expression.

"When can I retire?"

Locke always asks this question every year on this day, and Gene scratches his head.

"It's better to stay a little fat for a few more years. Anyway, you are young and strong now."

"Don't always use this kind of rhetoric to fool my bastard Gene."

Locke was a little angry, but soon he said with an aggrieved expression.

"I'm just asking casually. Well, I have to go to Abron's house. I'd like you to keep an eye on Jean here."

Gene made an OK gesture, and Locke stood up helplessly and left the office. Gene stood by the window, looking at the busy figures outside, and took out a cigarette.

"Another vibrant era has begun!"