Oops, I forgot to bring the inhibitor [Interstellar]

In the third week after the wedding, after more than half a month of physical training, he has basically recovered to the level where he can resume work.

The reinstatement medical examination is arranged on Sunday. If all the indicators are normal, you can return to work as soon as next Monday.

When he arrived at the medical examination hospital and saw the doctor, Yan Xuechi first explained his intention and transmitted his personal information through the bracelet.

"Yan Xuechi, 29 years old, married... the police department has been suspended for ten months, and will he be reinstated for medical examination?"

"Correct."

"At the training ground on the east side, we will first test the accuracy of melee combat and guns/arts, as well as the physical fitness test."

"Ok."

Close combat is to fight against artificial intelligence machines, and the routine is relatively fixed.

Most of the time these days, I rely on Lancer to spare/spend time to practice with him. From the beginning, the era of only lamenting that he can break the opponent's ribs is gone forever, but gradually he has found some ways.

Nowadays, man-machine battles are naturally out of the question.

Other physical fitness tests also passed easily.

Back in the consultation room, when facing the doctor, Yan Xuechi kept her breathing as steady as possible, "What else do I need to do next?"

"Take off all the clothes except underwear, and stand on the machine next to it." The doctor looked at the screen, filling in the data, and said.

Yan Xuechi didn't say much, she took off her clothes and stood on the machine.

However, as soon as he stood on it, the machine automatically sounded an alarm.

"Attention! Attention! There is a moderate injury on the back!"

"There is a slight injury to the chest!"

"Slight injury to the leg!"

Yan Xuechi's heart sank a little.

Seeing this, the doctor put down the unfinished form and turned to look at Yan Xuechi.

I can't see other places clearly for the time being, only the shocking bloodstains on his back.

Some have scabs, and some are still wrapped in transparent hemostatic bandages.

With a wide glance, there are more than 20 marks in total.

And possibly more.

Each path is narrow and long, arranged neatly, and the strength is almost the same.

The doctor reacted almost immediately, "During the suspension of the police department, you probably won't take part in special missions, right?"

"Indeed not."

"What's the matter with the scars on your body?" Speaking of this question, the doctor's expression became a little serious.

"I fell... I fell." Yan Xuechi hesitated for a while, and finally tried to find an excuse to prevaricate.

"It fell out?"

"Correct."

The doctor didn't speak, but just pressed the scar identification on the medical examination instrument.

Soon, the machine rang again with a mechanical and cold voice, "Injury report, there are 22 scars on the back and tailbone, initially judged to be caused by whipping, and a total of 5 scars on the inside of the legs, caused by mild burns. A total of 8 scars from the chest to the abdomen were caused by pinching and biting."

"The above is the preliminary analysis data, the analysis is complete."

After Yan Xuechi listened, she wished she could just find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

I almost didn't bring it up in one breath.

"Are you sure you fell?" the doctor asked again.

Yan Xuechi: "..."

"Is it true that the information shows that you are married?"

"Yes." Yan Xuechi didn't know why he asked this.

"Do you live together after you get married?"

"Yes."

"Did the injury on the body be done by the spouse?"

Yan Xuechi quickly denied, "Of course not, it's me, I was not careful."

The doctor still looked at Yan Xuechi suspiciously.

"It was really made by me accidentally, it has nothing to do with my husband."

"Put on your clothes first."

Yan Xuechi didn't dare to stand still for a moment, she could only fasten her belt and buttons in a hurry, and put her clothes on neatly.

After Yan Xuechi got dressed, the doctor said again, "I have already contacted the personnel of the Omega Human Rights Association, and they said they would arrive within five minutes."

"and many more--"

"Mr. Yan, the scars on your body have already involved domestic violence."

"No, no, please listen to my explanation—"

"Omegas in domestic violence are often distorted in self-awareness, perhaps because of threats or intimidation, or because of other reasons. At this time, professionals must intervene for counseling and rescue."

"Mr. Yan, you are clearly controlled by the other party too deeply now."

Yan Xuechi: "..."

It's the most ridiculous thing I've encountered in this period of time.

domestic violence...

In the months before little Sean was born, basically both of them were as honest as possible.

Even if they help each other occasionally, it is only for the most basic needs.

But after he was born...

Yan Xuechi vaguely remembered that at the very beginning, Lancer was confused for a long time after listening to his explanation and request.

I'm afraid I'll start too hard.

He asked again and again but did not dare to really do what Yan Xuechi wanted.

Although both of them had tried many behaviors, Lancer was still a little apprehensive when blood was really needed.

But gradually.

Even at the end, his voice was hoarse and his eye circles were red from crying, but he failed to stop Lancer's behavior.

Even just once.

Less than 3 minutes after getting dressed, there was a knock on the door, and then three people in suits walked in.

Say hello to Yan Xuechi first.

"…Hello."

"Here I received a message from a doctor asking for help, may I help you?"

"The doctor probably misunderstood, I really don't need help."

"Mr. Yan himself said that he doesn't need help, but this is his injury report. I hope you can come and take a look first." The doctor added after Yan Xuechi finished speaking.

The three people who had just entered immediately turned their attention to the screen.

After carefully reading the injury report, he once again shifted his gaze to Yan Xuechi, "Are these injury reports true?"

"True is true, but... I don't really need help."

"No matter what you say, the data speaks for itself."

"Listen, domestic violence really doesn't exist, and I don't need to—"

"Don't worry. We know that your spouse is the current president. Even if it is the president, we will investigate it clearly. It is our duty to protect the basic rights of every Omega."

Yan Xuechi's mind was so confused that she didn't know what to say, "Can you listen to my explanation?"

"I voluntarily, it's none of other people's business."

"Omegas who are deeply involved in domestic violence are often afraid to point out the crimes of the other party. Suspected of emotional manipulation will be aggravated."

Yan Xuechi lowered her head and refused to say another word.

After all, Yan Xuechi really couldn't say anything, something like, "I begged him to hit me when I was on the bed".

Not to mention shame or not.

Maybe the other party doesn't believe it, and will treat him as an Omega who has been tortured by domestic violence to the point of insanity.

Although the birth of this kind of association really helped a lot of Omegas who were hurt and overwhelmed, and the staff inside were really dedicated to a certain extent.

But Yan Xuechi really didn't need it.

"Today's meeting is coming to an end, and then please do your best—" Lancer hadn't finished speaking, only to hear a loud knock on the door of the conference room.

Lancer turned on the monitor on the screen and found several people standing outside with metal badges of the Omega Human Rights Conference on their collars.

Lancer patted his adjutant and motioned him to ask about the situation.

Not long after, Lancer saw him come back with a pale face.

"what happened?"

The adjutant didn't dare to speak to his face when he saw the federal officers sitting around him.

After hesitating for a while, he finally clung to Lancer's ear and explained the situation softly.

Lancer didn't react too much after listening, but the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously.

"The next follow-up work will be sent to everyone's work communication account, and the meeting will be adjourned."

The moment the door was opened, the people inside had no time to get out, and the people outside broke in.

"Mr. Hawke, you are accused of domestic violence, please cooperate with us in the next step."

All the officers present basically heard this sentence.

For a while, although no one dared to discuss it, everyone's expressions were not much better.

The wedding was held less than half a month ago, and staff from all the federal buildings were invited.

In every interaction at the wedding, it can be seen that the relationship between the two is very deep.

A wedding that is blessed and envied by everyone.

However, in only half a month, the accusation of domestic violence came directly to the door of the meeting room.

"Allegation of domestic violence?" Lancer asked back.

"Reported by the doctor at the reinstatement medical examination department of the Federal Hospital."

"The investigation has verified that your spouse has a large number of man-made injuries, the most serious of which can be moderately injured. And judging from the wording given by your spouse, it is obvious that there is some concealment of what actually happened. So our preliminary judgment is There was domestic violence and threats."

Lanser was silent for a long time before re-speaking, "Madam does have scars on her body, but it does not belong to the category of domestic violence. I think you have misunderstood something."

Lancer could feel that everyone's eyes faintly wanted to cast on him for a moment.

But dare not look directly.

Although the knowledgeable ones have already left, there are always a few curious and bold ones.

Among the boldest was General Murton's eldest son.

"Do you need to read out the scar detection here?"

"unnecessary."

Lancer was silent for a while, and finally said as tactfully as possible, "The situation is really a bit special, but I can guarantee it's not what you think, can I explain it to you alone?"

"If it is not some shameful behavior, there is no need to deliberately avoid the public's attention."

Lancer gritted his teeth, "I admit that it was me who caused it, but if I say this on the basis of your wishes, can you understand what I mean?"

Lancer has expressed as tactfully as possible.

"Could you please explain in more detail? For example, under what circumstances did it happen? We will have professional evaluators to judge it."

"Although your spouse also gave you an explanation for the exemption, they did not explain the specific circumstances."

Lancer faced the stubborn staff for a while, "It's really not suitable to talk about the specific situation in public, can you understand?"

"So, do you wish to see your name in the press, Mr. President?"