After the staff at the marriage registry left.

Tang Nian and Zong Mingxun expressed their deepest gratitude to Bo Jichen, Agares, and Jiang Si.

When Zong Mingxun learned that Zong Hao, whom he had only a slight blood relation to during the two months he was unconscious, was a wolf in sheep's clothing, he slapped himself hard and apologized to Tang Nian with remorse.

Tang Nian grasped his hand, tears glistening in her eyes, and comforted him, "It's all in the past, it's all in the past. As long as you're alright, I'll do anything."

The more he said this, the more Zong Mingxun felt that he had been blind. He thought he had found a support for his lover, but he never expected that he had found a venomous snake for his lover. If they hadn't met General Bo and the Marshal, they would have been killed by that venomous snake.

Bo Jichen glanced at his wicked disciple.

Agares raised the hand with the quantum computer attached, slid it a few times, and nodded slightly to him.

Bo Jichen nodded, casually pulled up a chair and sat down. Amidst Tang Nianzong Mingxun's self-reproach, he opened his personal computer, staring at the information Agares had sent him on the computer, and interrupted them: "Zong Mingxun, 2nd Star System, Director of the Strategic Guidance Department of the 2nd Military Academy, has taught 38 classes of students and has been the director for 20 years."

Tang Nian and Zong Mingxun stopped talking abruptly, looking at General Bo with restraint, wondering what he meant.

Bo Jichen continued without stopping, "The students you've taught are spread across all industries in the empire, and many of them are quite well-known and capable."

"Due to poor health, you took early retirement three years ago. For the past six months, you have spent most of your time in the hospital. In these three years, you have spent all your savings."

"Your students raised money for your hospitalization and medical expenses when you came to the capital star. You only have a property worth tens of millions in the second star system left. You have a will for the property, which you left to your ambitious nephew Zong Hao after you pass away."

"So, if you don't have the money for medical treatment, your partner, Mr. Tang Nian, can't sell your only property, right?"

Zong Mingxun sat leaning against the hospital bed, his hands interlocked with Tang Nian's: "Yes, General."

When Bo Jichen heard his answer, he paused for a moment and then said calmly, "You and your lover have known each other for nearly 60 years and loved each other for 50 years."

"You are 120 years old this year. If it weren't for your mental breakdown, you wouldn't look so old. Your lover is an ordinary person. Without the support of mental strength, he will age even faster than you. Plus, these past few days, he has been living in fear, which makes him look even older."

“I have read the treatment summary given to you by your attending physician, which says that as long as you wake up from the coma, maintain your health with expensive medications, and eat natural foods, you can live for at least another 20 years.”

“Now that you’re sober and married to Mr. Tang Nian, your only assets are a multi-million dollar property and patent fees from some minor inventions. These aren’t enough to support your purchase of expensive medications and natural foods.”

Upon hearing this, Zong Mingxun's heart skipped a beat, and a glimmer of hope began to grow within him. He looked at the general sitting in the chair and asked, "You mean..."

That scoundrel used so many prefixes just to lure Zong Mingxun into the trap.

And so Zongming followed his lead and jumped into the pit.

Feeling bored, Jiang Si took out an apple from her spatial storage, took a bite without a care in the world, and began to eat it. The aroma of the apple and a faint spiritual energy filled the small ward.

Agares silently took a step back, landing in his wife's blind spot, his deep gaze fixed on her.

Bo Jichen crossed his long legs and asked in return, "What do I mean? I don't mean anything. I believe you can feel that you are feeling much better now."

He didn't say anything, and Zong Mingxun had no idea that since he woke up, seeing his lover and being able to register their marriage, one happy event after another had been overwhelming him, making him unable to accurately feel his body, which felt much lighter than before.

Even his shattered mental energy was temporarily repaired, and the feeling of repair was even better than the treatment he received from his primary therapist.

Bo Jichen took in his expression and said calmly, "It seems you've already sensed it, so I'll get straight to the point."

Zong Mingxun said solemnly, "Please speak!"

Bo Jichen put his leg down on the ground, leaned forward, and said in a deep voice, "You are the director of the Strategic Guidance Department of the Second Military Academy, and you have many years of teaching experience."

"The 10th and 11th star systems have been reintegrated into the Empire's territory. A military academy, mainly for ordinary people, has been built there. It has not yet been officially inaugurated or announced to any party."

“But we’ve already started recruiting students. There are currently 3,000 students, and the number is still increasing. As a result, I lack experienced teachers.”

Jiang Si swallowed the apple, pursed her lips, and thought, "That scoundrel is a scoundrel. He's perfectly exemplified the phrase 'making the most of everything.'"

First, they used someone's 50-year relationship to fire the first shot in legalizing same-sex marriage. Although there were negative voices online, blessings and cheers suppressed these negative voices.

Now they're using his position as the director of strategic guidance to try and recruit him as a teacher. In one word: ruthless. In two words: extremely ruthless. In three words: absolutely ruthless!

“I’ll go.” General Bo Jichen had put it this way, and Zong Mingxun certainly understood: “I’ll sell the property in the second star system, and my husband Tang Nian and I will go to the tenth star system.”

"I will pass on all my knowledge and teaching experience to my students. General, please rest assured. We will remember the kindness you, the Marshal, and this young lady have shown us. It is my honor to be able to do something for you and to educate people."

Bo Jichen stood up, took a step to the bedside, and extended his hand to Zong Mingxun: "Thank you!"

Even while sitting on the bed, Zong Mingxun bent down and wrapped his hands around his, saying, "I should be thanking you."

"Don't mention it!" Bo Jichen chuckled, withdrew his hand, and then looked at Jiang Si: "Baby, come over and give them some more treatment to consolidate their recovery."

Jiang Si handed the half-eaten apple to Agares standing behind her, and started to raise the price: "You know what I mean, Daddy!"

Her cry of "Dad!" startled Tang Nian and Zong Mingxun. They both thought to themselves, "So General Bo Jichen's secretly married daughter is already this old. He's really good at hiding it; no one in the entire empire knows about it."

Bo Jichen endured the excruciating pain: "110,000!"

"Deal, buddy!" Jiang Si smiled innocently and came up behind Tang Nian and Zong Mingxun, reaching out to put her hands on their shoulders.

Tang Nian hurriedly said, "Miss Bo... I'm an ordinary person, I don't need treatment. Please treat my husband..."

"Shh!" Jiang Si shushed her.

Tang Nian dared not speak, and his body involuntarily leaned towards Zong Mingxun.

In an instant, Zong Mingxun, who had been watching Tang Nian, stared wide-eyed at Tang Nian, who had turned his pale hair black in disbelief. Even the wrinkles on his face had been smoothed out, and his complexion had become rosy.

Jiang Si withdrew her hand, looked at the two people gazing at each other with tearful eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Don't be too happy yet. Your genetic defects are irreversible, and your mental breakdown cannot be fully cured."

“I’ve roughly repaired and suppressed your genetic defects. Based on the current situation, you only have 30 years left.”

"In the next 30 years, the pain caused by the genetic defect will not be as intense as before, but it will still occur frequently, and mental breakdown will accompany you for the next 30 years."

"Thirty years from now, your bodies will age rapidly, even more than they are now, and will be accompanied by the failure of various organs, and you may even die very soon."

"That's enough, that's enough." Tang Nian held Zong Mingxun's hands tightly, his eyes filled with gratitude as he looked at Jiang Si through tear-filled eyes: "Thank you, Miss Bo, that's enough, that's enough, thank you so much, thank you so much."

"You're welcome." Jiang Si took out a basket containing lemons, apples, and grapes from her spatial storage and placed it on the bedside table. "These are wedding gifts for you. I wish you a happy marriage and a long and happy life together. Goodbye."

After she finished speaking, she left the ward.

Agares left with her.

Even though Zong Mingxun was worldly-wise and had taught many students from wealthy families, he was still shocked by this basket of fruit, which was imbued with spiritual power.

After Miss Bo, who was treating him, left, he came to his senses and hurriedly asked Tang Nian to hand the fruit basket back to General Bo Jichen, saying, "General, this is too precious. You have already done us a great favor, and we cannot accept it."

Bo Jichen wanted to accept the fruit basket offered to him, but his morality wouldn't allow it. Even a dog has principles.

He reached out and pushed away the fruit basket that was handed to him: "This is a wedding gift from my darling to you two, please accept it."

"After you are discharged from the hospital, go back to the 2nd Star System to take care of your personal matters, and then go to the 10th Star System to wholeheartedly help the Empire cultivate talents. That will be the greatest gratitude you can show us."

"Take a good rest. I have other things to attend to. Goodbye."

After finishing speaking, Bo Jichen turned around and left the ward, closing the door behind him.

Tang Nian, carrying the fruit basket, took a long time to come to his senses before looking back at Zong Mingxun: "Mingxun, this..."

Zong Mingxun got off the hospital bed, and the lightness in his body made him feel as if he had returned to his youth.

He walked to Tang Nian's side, put his arm around his shoulder, and looked at the closed door. He spoke words as if making a vow, "Take it. We'll be discharged from the hospital now, go back and sell the property, go to the 10th Star System, cultivate outstanding talents for the Empire, and repay the kindness of the General, the Marshal, and Miss Bo."

Tang Nian tightened his grip on the fruit basket, his eyes glistening with tears: "Okay, I'll do whatever you say. Let's work together to contribute to the empire again."