Full-time Doctor

Half an hour later, Ivanov and the presidential guard arrived at the same time and took Wu Chenghe and Jin Xuan back to their respective spaceships.

Jin Xuan sat in the shuttle and watched the shuttle Wu Chenghe was flying across the sky like a meteor outside the transparent hatch. He sighed in shock. Although he had suffered a lot of crimes in the past eight days, he almost died in this bird not being pulled. A ghost place of shit, but in view of the breakthrough development in his relationship with Wu Cheng Hyuk, he decided to classify these eight days as one of the "sweetest times in life".

He will always remember the palpitating feeling when he kissed Wu Chenghe, warm, clear, practical, and passionate...Although he was manic and unconscious at the time, he was sure that all of this matched his perfect love for love. No matter how many words you have, you can’t describe it exactly!

The corner of Jin Xuan's mouth evoked a silly smirk, and his left hand gently stroked his lips, recalling the touch of Wu Chenghe's lips. The two guards sitting next to him looked at each other, and a drop of cold sweat fell on their heads at the same time: Lord, what bad water is this bear kid saving up? Isn't it planning a new round of performance art? The entrance to the Presidential Palace was finally cleaned for a few days!

The president’s guards are really bad these days!

The shuttle docked with the presidential spacecraft. As soon as Jin Xuan entered the main cabin, he saw his brother's good friend, Secretary of State Hobart.

"Oh, your look is cool this time." Hobert said with a smile, "You don't need makeup to play a tramp or a fugitive."

Jin Xuan was extremely thin, with tousled hair and small scratches on his face, not to mention his clothes, which were almost as torn as a rotten rag. However, he himself does not feel that it is against him. As a former performance artist, this outfit is actually a bit more normal than some of his previous costumes.

And who told him to be handsome and handsome by nature, the top piece of rag is also a match for the gods!

"I brought your brother's personal doctor here, let him examine you first, take a bath and change clothes by the way." Hobert suggested. Jin Xuan went to the medical cabin to check his body, but did not change his clothes. He just walked back in tatters—he was wearing this tattered body to hug him, and kissed with him. All in Wu Chenghe He was reluctant to take a bath and change clothes until the smell was clear.

Killing Matt’s world is so cool!

"You...are you sure you want to talk to me like that?" Hobart pinched his nose to endure the smell of sweat on his body, and pointed to the farthest chair to him, "Then please stay away from me."

Jin Xuan had an expression of "I don't want to explain to you mortals" and sat on the chair, "Is my brother okay? Did he cry when I heard that I was dead?"

"He's fine. His tear ducts have already deteriorated. I haven't seen him cry in fifty years." Hobert said, opening his personal brain and projecting an email, "This is Hanni The letter sent by the commander-in-chief to your Excellency the President contains his explanation of the attack. Take a look, and then give me more details."

After Jin Xuan glanced at the ten lines, there was no expression: "What do you think of my brother?"

"There are no loopholes." Hobert shrugged. "So I want you the client to identify it."

"I don't know." Jin Xuan said realistically, "I only know that we were attacked on the Grasshopper Space Station. There were only three of us survivors, but the rescuers only rescued two of them, and I was left behind." Telling about his encounter with the asteroid, "That's it. According to Wu Chenghe, the commander sent thousands of people to search and rescue, but I didn't see it."

"Well, things are indeed a bit puzzling." Hobert said, touching his chin, "but you originally took cover after you landed on the asteroid, and this is not unreasonable."

Jin Xuan raised his eyebrows without speaking. Hobart frowned and thought for a while, and said: "What the President means, this terrorist attack, General Lancer's

The Second Army will bear most of the responsibility. Commander Hannibal's defense of the Gabriel military port also needs to be rectified. There are also schools and victims that the federal government will give generously. As for the others, I won’t say much. "

Jin Xuan nodded, and Jin Che was a thousand times more politically mature than him. This kind of thing has to be heard by experts.

"Okay, let's talk about your personal affairs." Hobert finished his official business and changed the subject: "I heard that you found your true love in Gabriel Naval Port and plan to bid him farewell to the stage. Is it true? ?"

"Huh huh." Jin Xuan smiled when he thought of Wu Chenghe, "Is it my brother also knows."

"Of course, we have no secrets about your affairs." Hobert brazenly showed off his "love" with the President. "Jin Che knew that you were going to bid farewell to the stage, but was terrified and called me overnight. , Let me check if you were assassinated and if the one who is alive now is your substitute, haha."

Jin Xuan twitched the corners of his mouth: "His brain is still that big."

"He also said that if it is verified that the situation is true, he decides to issue a silver star medal to your true love. Thank him for pulling you back from the evil road. You must know that he hasn't done it for 20 years. Hehe." Hobert smiled elegantly, "Is it convenient to reveal the other party's name?"

"No comment." Jin Xuan said, "This is my personal privacy. I don't want to share it with you for the time being."

"I represent the president now." Hobert knuckles and buckled the table. He was very curious about what kind of person could tie Jin Xuan's unruly wild horse.

"Despite it." Jin Xuan did not buy it. "Even if Jin Che asked me in person, I would not answer."

"Well, I'll use my wise eyes to observe by myself." Hobert blinked. "Anyway, I'm going to be in the Expeditionary Army for a while this time."

Jin Xuan was surprised, "Stay for a while? What's the matter? Are you afraid that Jin Che will dump you and find another friend?"

"Our friendship is stronger than Jin Jian, and we are not afraid of any third party." Hobert said without embarrassment, "I am here not only for you, but also to discuss the ideological education of young people with the Yuanhang Army."

"Oh?" A gleam of light flashed in Jin Xuan's eyes, "Is it the bill put forward by the parliament last time, requiring the families of officers above the Yuanhang Army colonel to select a descendant to study in the capital of Dunkirk?"

"Yes." Hopper said, "The president believes that the descendants of these officers are the bond that maintains the peace of the entire Confederation, and it is necessary to deepen their sense of belonging to the Confederation."

Jin Xuan seemed to have thought of something, his expression suddenly solidified, he slapped his thigh and stood up: "Excellent, I raised my hands in favor of this motion, my brother is too wise, long live the President!"

Hobart stroked his chest and stared at him with wide eyes: "Are you okay? God, I'm going to ask the doctor to do a genetic test for you. Are you really the bear child of Jin Xuan?"

"I'm Jin Xuan, but not a bear kid." Jin Xuan raised his eyebrows and smiled, "I need to take a rest. I'll go back to the cabin, goodbye." As he walked, he connected his manager's communication: "Hey, it's me. Jin Xuan...come calm, I'm not dead yet. Let me talk about the details. I have something to discuss with you. During my disappearance, I heard that fans held memorial meetings for me. I was very touched, in order to thank them for treating me. Love, I decided..."

Seeing his ragged back disappear in the corner of the corridor, Hobert shrugged: "True love is a miracle, I believe it now."

Wu Chenghe and Ivanov finally returned to their father's side.

He thought that Hannibal would have to scold him as soon as they met, like in the holographic communication, who knows that the cheap father didn’t say a word to him, just told the aviation doctor to check his body with a calm face, and called Yuna. Take him to the bath and change clothes. The Black Chestnut Eagle crouched on the owner's shoulder, and the golden ringed eyes stared at Wu Chenghe, his eyes dark and dangerous, as if he wanted to pounce on him all the time and flap his wings.

The Quantum Beast will faithfully reflect the most primitive emotions deep in the owner's heart. Although Wu Chenghe has always pretended not to see it, he clearly noticed that it was very anxious and even a little frustrated. He didn't understand why this was, but instinctively Hannibal was in a terrible mood, which was a bit strange.

Flying back to the Gabriel military port, Hannibal asked Yuna and Ivanov to leave separately, and drove Wu Chenghe back to the apartment by himself. Wu Chenghe was about to fall on the ground with the hostility that he radiated along the way. After thinking for a long time, he decided to admit his mistake and strive for leniency. So as soon as he entered the door, he plucked up the courage to say to Hannibal: "Dad, I know you are very angry. If you want to blame me, please tell me. I feel so bored if you are so bored."

The black chestnut statue shuddered like an electric shock, the feather brush on the neck stood up, and the golden ring eyes shrank suddenly, making a deep grunt.

Wu Chenghe didn't understand why it reacted so strongly, so he shut his mouth and looked at Hannibal cautiously.

Hannibal looked at him condescendingly, his tall body exuding a peculiar entangled aura. For a long time, after a long time, Wu Chenghe thought he could not speak anymore, and then he said in a deep voice: "This time, not as an example, if you If you dare to be such a fool, I promise to make you cry and yell to Dad!"

His lesson was full of lethality. Wu Chenghe was scared and embarrassed with cold sweat on his head. At the same time, he was thankful that he lifted it high and fell gently, and said sincerely: "I know."

"Eat something, rest early, and take you to the First Hospital tomorrow for a detailed examination. If there is nothing wrong, go to school after two days of rest." Hannibal's expression still remained ill, but his tone had calmed down and he took off his uniform. , Went to the kitchen to prepare dinner, "I will take the exam soon. Your grades were not good at first, and you have missed so many classes. I think you might ask a tutor to make up the lessons."

"No, no, I can handle it, and I will do my own tuition." Wu Chenghe said hurriedly. Basic education in this era is actually much simpler than in his previous life, because professional knowledge is learned only after the university is divided into subjects, and middle school courses are greatly reduced. Simplified, education is mainly based on inspiration, the purpose is to let children know what they want to do and what they can do before they reach adulthood. This will not only allow them to enjoy the best years of life, but also allow them to have no regrets and regrets in the next college life and learn what they are most interested in.

"Okay, listen to you." Hannibal was quite democratic in this respect, formulating nutrients according to the formula, and waving his hand to let him go to the living room to rest.

Wu Chenghe was physically exhausted and fell asleep on the sofa after eating. Hannibal cleaned up the dinner plates. As soon as he entered the living room, he saw his mini son lying on the armrest of the sofa snoring. He picked him up as soon as he reached out and walked to the bedroom.

"Xia Li? Get up and brush your teeth before going to sleep?" Hannibal put his son on the bed and patted his face. Wu Chenghe was too tired. Turned over and buried his face in the pillow, making a slight snoring sound.

"Forget it, just sleep like this." Hannibal dimmed the lights, hugged him upright, undressed him, took off his jacket, took off his pants, opened the shirt buttons one by one, and his hands suddenly stopped.

A tiny cinnabar mole was printed on Wu Chenghe's snow-white skin, between the two slender collarbones. Because he was too thin, there was a shallow nest there. If Hannibal were close, it would be hard to see clearly.

"What's this?" Hannibal gently stroked the little bump with his fingertips, muttering to himself, "Did he have this before? Why don't I remember."

The black chestnut carving hovered in a circle on the big bed and landed on the bedside post. The golden ring looked at Wu Chenghe's open neckline and murmured deeply for a long time.

"Yes, there was no one before." Hannibal figured out with it, whispered in a low voice, and then narrowed his eyes dangerously. "This is a marking totem. He was marked by someone..."

"Ka!" With a soft sound, the small ball at the top of the bedpost was scratched by the black chestnut carving. It let out an angry whistle, flew two times in the room with angrily, and flew out through the wall.

Hannibal did not suppress it and let it fly out to vent its emotions. Although the Quantum Beast is in the same spirit as its owner, it has its own independent style. It shows the best part of the owner’s gene to the greatest extent. If it is suppressed too much , Will cause anger, and then cause the owner's mania.

He has no guide, one more episode of mania, and one less hope of survival. He is over forty years old. He has been injected with a balancing agent all the year round, and his drug resistance is already close to the dangerous value. One more use of the medicine is one step closer to being completely out of control.

He closed his eyes and clenched his hands into fists, suppressing the hatred in his heart. For a long time, the human part of the gene played a role. He controlled himself, took a deep breath, opened his eyes, and continued to undress his son.

The underage guide is slender and fragile, like a porcelain that shatters when touched, even for boys. Hannibal's big, well-knotted hands lightly covered Wu Chenghe's forehead, and slowly slid across his delicate face, the bridge of his nose, lips, and chin, until his Adam's apple, with a thin layer of air.

The juvenile’s Adam’s apple was very small, stretching the delicate skin into a slight arc. Someone just kissed and licked it, and established a mark with him, causing him to grow a cinnabar mole that did not exist before.

[Damn it! 】

Hannibal’s fingers were on his son’s apple, and even if there was no contact, he could still feel a faint warmth. He inhaled gently, as if smelling a sweet and fresh pheromone taste. He knew it was just his hallucinations. But the illusion is so real that it even makes him feel that even if it is true, it is nothing more than that.

He began to regret staying with his wife that rainy night. If he was shameless, nasty, and unscrupulous, he would have a guide that night.

Even if it is his own son!

Hannibal's breath thickened, and his fingers trembled slightly. He does not regret the decision that year. He married Lilith and gave up the opportunity to get a guide, but he became the most powerful and powerful man in the world. Even the Minister of Defense has to bow down!

There is also the president. What about the president? Doesn't it depend on his face to act? He holds 70% of the federal military power, and 60% of the energy mining in the country is operated by him. When he moves his fingers, the capital of Dunkirk can't even turn!

All this didn't come easily. He didn't want to let go so early and leave it to others to enjoy, even if it was Marlowe, even if it was his proudest son!

Only a guide can keep him alive.

With his rights, he may be able to raise a guide quietly, but with his identity, it is impossible to never let people know, Liliz, Marlowe, Lancer, and the shadowy presidential spies around him, for a long time. This matter will inevitably be exposed to the public.

He can ignore the worldly vision, but he can't hurt Lilith, can't hurt Marlowe, and can't lose the support of the Lancer family. And he is not strong enough, not strong enough to break with the Federation and build his own empire.

He can't take risks until he is a hundred years old, so he must live a hundred years old.

Wu Chenghyuk is the most suitable candidate, a guide, an invisible guide, and his own son. He can wait patiently for him to grow up. When he is an adult, no one will question him if he stays by his side for a lifetime-they are a family. , What is more normal than the son staying with Lao Tzu?

Of course, when his son grows up, he should find a woman and start a family, but Wu Cheng Hyuk is a guide, a guide who wants to hide himself. In order to protect himself, he must avoid those who pursue him, and he will not take the initiative to pursue others. , He is lonely in this world, his only reliance is his father.

Even if he forcibly possesses him and marks him for life, he dare not speak out about it. Father-son ethics, secular vision, guide protection law, the power of marking... all these will lock him firmly like a shackle, and lock him by his father's side.

A gentle smile appeared at the corner of Hannibal's mouth, and he stroked his son's soft hair with his big hands. He would spoil him for the rest of his life, be kind to him, and protect him so that no one can touch him.

In a few decades, their father and son will stand together at the top of this galaxy, together forever and forever.

Although it hasn't been marked yet, Hannibal feels that he has fallen in love with his son. The sleeping teenager is so cute and sweet, like a clean spring water, no need to taste it, just look at it and you will feel full of energy and refreshing. .

It is just a temporary mark, as long as it takes long enough, it will automatically disappear. Hannibal gently touched the cinnabar mole in the center of his son's collarbone to comfort himself.

Like his brother, Jin Xuan was so lucky that he didn't die like this!

This time I was too anxious, I shouldn't have done it so soon, next time I must think of a surefire plan...Hannibal covered his son with a sheet, went upstairs alone, standing on the roof of the building, looking into the distance. It was already dark, and the energy center glowed dimly white, like a huge round plate, Hannibal gently sipped the spicy spirits in his hand, calming his writhing heart, suppressing desire, suppressing hatred, Get away and observe the problem on a higher level.

After this incident, Jin Che shouldn't let Jin Xuan stay in the Gabriel Military Port anymore. Hobart will take him away anyway. After a long time, Wu Chenghe's temporary mark will be lifted. He will be an adult in less than a year. Before that, he must be watched more carefully. One Yuna may not be enough. Someone has to stare at him 24 hours a day.

As for Jin Xuan's destiny, it would be good for Jin Che for the time being. As long as the time is right, he will let the brothers go to see God together.

Hannibal smiled sullenly and drank the strong wine in his hand. The Black Chestnut Eagle felt his call and flew over like a wind from a distance, whirled in the night sky, and landed on his shoulder.

Yes, we should all calm down. Hannibal touched his Quantum Beast comfortably, and said to it through consciousness synaesthesia. It was the right decision to take a long-term plan and draw a salary from the bottom.

The commander-in-chief stood on the rooftop thinking about a package plan for the death of the president's brother. In the same community as him, in a Chinese-style courtyard, the **** who marked his son is also digging a hole for him.

"That's it." Jin Xuan looked through the manager's activity plan with a cold face and nodded, "The scene should not be overly grand. After all, I have already withdrawn from the art circle. This time I thank my fans and express my gratitude to Hanni. The gratitude of the commander-in-chief is too much to make people feel that I am holding my thigh, and it will hurt the prestige of the president."

"Yes, you are right." The managers are about to kneel down for him. I don't know how difficult it is to create an idol as hot as King God these days. As long as he is willing to appear in front of the public, he can just post money. !

"It's not too late. Strike the iron while it's hot." Jinxuan took the tea to see off the guests, "I'll wait for your time arrangement."

"Okay." The manager raised his **** wittily and planned to leave. He looked at his tattered clothes and dry hair. "Are you really planning to take a shower and change clothes? Just participate?"

"Ah." Jin Xuan let out a cold single tone, indicating that you are overdoing it.

"Yes, you are wise! This is just too suitable!" The manager hurriedly flattered and went out of the door with the bag, before taking two breaths of fresh air desperately. The Nima artist was so lost that he would not take a bath like this. It's so unreasonable that so many fans like it!