12 years after graduation, I want to get married

Sergey continued to speak, "Gu Chengyan, if you want to see the planetary belt where Bai Jin died, I can take you there."

"?" I want to clarify that although the memories of last night were all related to Bai Jin, I seldom thought of him before that; my love is not as long as you imagined.

Sergey suddenly asked me if I wanted to go there and have a look... He, what kind of magical brain circuit is he!

"...Did you find something? For example, he might still be alive—" I thought I was talking to Sergey about a friend who had passed away for many years, but the clean desktop showed my ugly state of wanting to cry or not.

Really, there is nothing to cry about, because of him, my mental body has become like this, and it has been delayed for 12 years.

"No. The captain's search and rescue ship has been searching there for two months. Since the spacecraft has disintegrated, he should be dead."

"...Then you, then you—" I choked up for a moment, and then forced myself to face him calmly: "Why did you make such a suggestion to me?"

"Because you're not in the right state of mind—well, I mean a mental state that is partial to the psychological level. I am very happy to see you," Sergey said. I can't see where he is happy at all. "I wanted to ask Are you interested in joining my team. I have been preparing for the 'Joint Therapeutic Surgery Center' all these years, and what you did to treat the crew with me gave me a lot of inspiration and encouragement."

Oh.

"Then—?" Mere mortals like me can't catch up with the thoughts of the out-of-this-world Dr. Chris Vicki.

"Your performance in the operating room is better than many doctors. If you join my medical team after graduation, this will be a new beginning for interstellar medical reform."

Sergey would be a very good surgeon.His desire for power as a sentinel is probably reflected in this.

"Well...thank you for your kind invitation. I don't plan to be a doctor at the moment—I haven't been a doctor in almost 12 years."

"I see." Sergey nodded, his thin cold eyes glanced out of the glass, and then looked back, "...Then would you consider my first suggestion? Go, or not? I'm going It is your preparatory joint sentinel, I can apply to take you on a trip to a galaxy that is a little farther away for a week, and modify the route so that I can pass there."

Twelve years ago, it was Sergey who suggested a confession to me, and now he is like this... Is he the cupid who matched me and Baijin?Speaking of which, how did he see the matter between me and Bai Jin?

I get a chill at the thought of it: Sergey's Cupid figure, two meters tall, is kind of disgusting.

"...Forget it, if you go, you really won't be able to attend the meeting this year. If it affects your career as a doctor, all my savings will not be enough to compensate for the loss of the entire interstellar medical business." I opened a It's a silly joke, already planning to completely turn the hateful Bai Jin over.

"If this can restore your mentality to normal—it's really more important for you than finding a bonding guide this year."

Eh?

Fortunately, I am self-aware and did not misunderstand what Sergey meant.

"You don't want to drag me into your medical team, do you? Even if I confirm Bai Jin's death and find the joint sentinel, I may not be able to get the other party's permission to work in your center—"

Sergey glanced at the corner beyond the glass again, "As long as you promise me one thing."

"What?" I was just curious about his magical idea, so I followed the topic.

"Your Combined Sentinel is a member of the military department. The medical center I am building is a long-body composite ship in the Ilsis Combined Galaxy, and it can be moved to the galaxy where your Combined Sentinel is located in two years. ... Um, One more condition, it would be better for him to be on the front line, where there are many injuries. How about it, do you want to go?"

Whether I was going to confirm Baijin's death or go to Sergey's medical center, the word "rejection" was written all over my body.

Sergey changed his sitting position, leaned back a little, and said to the outside of the glass, "Aren't you coming in?"