Conan: Ke Xue’s daily life in the world of elderly care

After the wounds healed, the life of recuperation with the company of the organization's big brother also came to an end.

Tang Muching got up bored, wandered around the house, found Gin's shoes and clothes in the bathroom, then asked the housekeeper to ask two servants to come and clean the house.

He leaned on the sofa, holding a glass of water and drinking it slowly. The bottle of medicine on the table was empty. It was obvious that he had taken the medicine without noticing while he had slept for more than half a year.

The cell phone dinged, and Tang Muching couldn't help but frown at the content of the email while thinking that his retirement life was indeed a bit boring.

The email from the boss doesn't seem to be anything important...

He seriously suspected that the boss was also bored to death and that was why he sent messages to harass him, an equally bored member.

After thinking for a moment, Tang Muching replied to the email.

[I have been sick for a long time and miss my boss. Can I call you? ]

I don’t know what kind of intense psychological activities the boss was going through, but the phone rang a quarter of an hour later.

Tang Muching answered the phone with his eyes bent, and covered his legs with the blanket beside him.

He half-leaned on the sofa with his chin propped up, and asked curiously, "Boss, why didn't you comfort me during the time I was sick? I was always worried that I would be abandoned by you..."

BOSS:……

The way these words were spoken sounded just like Vermouth's tone, but if you think about it carefully, it is indeed appropriate for a vixen to say such words.

The boss suppressed the slight guilt that suddenly emerged in his heart and said meaningfully: "Gin always reports your physical condition to me."

"Is that so? But I'm still a little sad that I didn't get any personal condolences from the boss..." Tang Muqing laughed and said lazily, "But today Gin finally went out to get money. When the boss contacts me at this time, I always feel like he's having an affair behind Gin's back..."

So exciting.

BOSS:……

The boss became even more silent.

An affair?

Tang Muqing's messy little lover is dazzling, and he even occasionally shows some interest in flirting with Vermouth.

A code name member, whose health is worse than his, but whose life is much richer than his.

The boss rarely felt that he was not as good as a member, and couldn't help but ask, "Are you the boss and am I the boss?"

"Of course it's you." Tang Muqing remained calm, not feeling guilty at all, "How can I be compared with the boss? But, I don't have any big ambitions. It would be great to work hard under a good leader, eat well after get off work, and have a little romance."

At this point, Tang Muqing sat up straight and asked seriously, "How are you feeling today?"

"Very good." Boss said calmly, "A little excited even."

I want to give that vixen brand ATM a headbutt!

"That's good." Tang Muqing smiled gently and started talking again, "Have you followed the research progress of the laboratory? How is the progress of drug research? How are the results of human experiments? How is Gin's work going? Is the organization short of money, weapons, or manpower?"

BOSS:……

The boss' voice was filled with a silent emotion, "Are you concerned?"

"Of course." Tang Muqing admitted frankly, and even asked eagerly, "Boss, don't you care? I really look forward to the day when the organization's plan becomes a reality."

BOSS took a deep breath, "I suddenly feel like you are my own son whom I have never met."

I've never seen anyone so unassuming!

Ask about the progress of the experiment and his work!

Even urge him to work!

He is so old!

"To be honest, I don't mind." Tang Muqing had no feelings for the parents of this body, and said very seriously, "If you need a child to take care of you, I don't mind calling you father. At that time... you can't assign too much work to your son's lover..."

BOSS was speechless, "I mind."

"It doesn't matter. I don't mind anyway." Tang Muqing chuckled, leaning back on the sofa and squinting his eyes. "To be honest, I have never experienced the taste of fatherly love..."

Fatherly love?

Ah!

He is very filial, okay? Suddenly, a word popped into my mind.

The son inherits the father's property... Inheriting Gin and Vermouth and even the handsome men and beautiful women in the organization also counts as inheritance, right?

Hearing this, the boss sighed, "Since you want to experience this so much, then why don't you share your father's worries? I see that you are a bit free recently, so I will temporarily give the task of supervising the progress of the experiment and communicating with the intelligence team and the action team to-"

Before he finished speaking, the phone was hung up.

Tang Muching casually sent an email, threw away his phone, stood up, and walked slowly towards the kitchen.

He looked at the empty kitchen and picked up his phone to call for a takeaway from Mr. Butler.

[Boss, the signal is not very good all of a sudden, so I won't exchange pleasantries with you. Gin is going out to get money today, and I promised to bring him food. Bye.]