Chapter 1501: Surviving the Doomsday 36
When the meal was halfway through, Jack came over and sat on the chair on the other side.
Casey had closed his eyes and fell asleep. Children are like this. If they fall asleep, they can fall asleep in the blink of an eye.
Jack saw her languid look and lowered his voice, trying not to disturb Kathy: "Someone came today and persuaded me to join the army. I said you were in the hospital and couldn't take care of your family. I couldn't be a soldier."< br>
He will definitely be a good stepfather in the future, and Jack knows how to avoid taboos. If it were a biological father, he would lie next to his young daughter and read a storybook, but Jack sat beside the bed.
Regarding Jack's character, you can rest assured.
For such a man, nothing can be said to let him go!
Xining frowned slightly: "What do you mean, grassroots recruitment?"
"No, it's the captain who came back to see you last time." Jack was obviously very moved: "He said, I will be an orderly this time, in the rear. The working hours are according to the clerk's time, and Casey is sent to the kindergarten every day. After work, I’ll get it back just in time, there won’t be any delay. All I can say is that I’ll discuss it with you when you come back.”
Xi Ning's mind was spinning rapidly, even though she was half exhausted now.
That might be Davis's arrangement. Sure enough, Jack said: "He asked me to fill out a form, and also showed me your application form...so I wrote it truthfully."
Well, not only she, but also everything about Jack knew everything.
Davis should have read the watch and retrieved Jack's previous army resume from the system, so he was sure that Jack should be suppressed. A soldier's bounden duty is to obey, and Jack cannot refuse or resist no matter from any aspect, from emotional, financial, or military orders.
But all this was disrupted by her "illness".
Jack took one of her hands and was so excited that he couldn't even speak: "I, I'm very happy... you finally plan to be with me."
Applying for a death certificate for a missing person... Xining sighed slightly. If he hadn't been pretending to be sick today, it's possible that it wouldn't be you who was with him today.
"And..." Jack squeezed her hand gently, his eyes as soft as water: "I am actually a retired soldier, and I was a former Army Delta Force."
I know, I know you are not a mortal... Xining's headache is getting worse and worse. Can you please stop asking her to use her brain now? It's too tiring.
Jack said hesitantly: "I think..."
"I know." Xining sighed, looking as if he was too tired to think about anything: "Go if you want to. If something happens, you will still be dragged into cannon fodder. It's better to go now and accumulate some popularity."< br>
Jack was immediately happy and clenched his hands involuntarily: "Thank you!"
"Hiss~" She grimaced in pain. The strength of her hand was so strong that Jack quickly let go and looked nervously to see if her hand was pinched.
This is the hand that can perform surgery and rescue the wounded, but it cannot be injured.
Looking at the slender, artist-like hands, Jack couldn't bear to let go, but she wanted to eat. I could only look at this hand with regret, leaving the rough palm.
After eating, I brushed my teeth and lay down to sleep. Sleeping with Kathy while Jack went back to sleep in the children's room.
When she woke up, she was awakened by the sounds around her. Jack was telling Kathy to hurry up to breakfast and combing her pigtails. Xi Ning smiled sincerely when she saw Jack, a tall, rough man, helping Casey comb her pigtails.
"I'll do it!" Xining wanted to take the comb.
"I can handle it. You have to have breakfast quickly. You have to go to work today." Jack braided a braid: "I learned how to tie knots in the army. This is nothing."
She laughed. In that kind of place, the knots tied were either used to tie people up or to kill people. Used to braid little girls' pigtails, it's an overkill.
The kindergarten here is arranged according to the working hours of military civilian personnel, starting at 8:30 in the morning and ending at 4:30 in the afternoon. If there is no one at home, you can work late until six o'clock. So, the treatment is really quite good.
Jack took Kathy to kindergarten and she continued to eat breakfast. After eating, I have to go to work.
I met Jack on the road. He was wearing casual clothes, just jeans and a white T-shirt. He still stood out among a group of soldiers wearing military uniforms who looked very powerful. Mainly because of his stature, which is tall and strong, and the tattoos on his arms are also eye-catching.
Soldiers in this country are allowed to have tattoos. Tattoos are especially popular among high-risk military units. In the past, during wars, when you found someone, they might be completely unrecognizable. In an era without DNA, identification tags around the neck were the only means of identification. But if the identity tag is gone or damaged, special tattoos on the body become a way to identify one's identity.
Although advanced technology now exists, even if there is only one tooth left, DNA can be extracted from the pulp to identify the identity, but tattoos have become a habit and can be regarded as a beautiful sight in the special forces.
After the two met, she thought for a while and said: "I have no objection to joining the army, but don't take the initiative. When the captain comes, you will only agree if you think the position is suitable."
Jack nodded: "Okay. You go to work first, don't work too hard."
"Yeah!" After saying this briefly, she continued walking.
When we arrived at the hospital, there was a new schedule posted on the bulletin board with special stickers, and the body owner's name was listed in it.
As expected, they were all working day shifts, not even on duty, so they really took good care of her.
"Dr. Lewis?" A clerical staff member in a white coat came over: "Welcome to join, we need to discuss some things, please follow me."
First the form was filled out, then the form was filled out, but on the computer. Looking at the marital status column, in this country before, when applying for a job, they would not fill in very private questions. Even the age is not included in some places. To prevent being accused of violating human rights, you can file a complaint with a trade union or in court.
But this was not the time, and it was in the military. After hesitating, she finally filled in "to be widowed."
The application for the death of a missing person is currently pending. Isn't that "waiting to be widowed"?
She just hopes that the application will be approved soon, and her mission will basically be over. Let the body owner marry Jack as soon as possible, live happily together, have a lot of children, and make a contribution to the future of the earth.
After filling out the information required for employment, I went to the dressing room to get a wardrobe of my own. I received three more sets of work clothes, as well as work shoes and protective equipment.
The other party took her around the hospital, introducing her as he went. He explained in detail the commute to and from get off work, work and rest time, rules and regulations, and also introduced the doctors, nurses, caregivers, security guards, etc. on duty along the way.
On the first day, even if the memory of the body owner was not bad, because the person was wearing a mask and talked a lot, he could only remember a few things, and the person basically didn't recognize a few. Anyway, it’s so busy here. If you want to call someone, just call out the position. Just call “nurse” or “security guard” and people will come over.
(End of chapter)