The full-level boss is laid off and re-employed in StarCraft

After returning to school, I received a message from the old principal.

【came back? 】

【has not rested yet? 】

【What time is it? How can you rest? Didn't you go to see it? It took so long? 】

[I just went to see it during the day, fasted food and water, and waited until after closing time for a full-body physical examination. I did it for more than three hours at a stretch, and I just entered the school gate. 】

【Oh, what should I say? what result? 】

[I don't know, I wrote a note, and I'm going back to the dormitory to read it. 】

[Come, come, come to my office and watch it together. 】

【Go back and rest early. 】

[No, no, there's still an online meeting in an hour, I can't leave, come quickly, just in time for the cafeteria to deliver a supper. 】

【Are you hungry? Doctors tell you to shut up. 】

【Hey~Come on~】

Gong Qiyuan sighed, turned around and went to the office building.

As soon as he entered the principal's office, Gong Qiyuan was dazzled by the eager eyes of the old principal.

"Come, come, sit, eat something, let's make a long story short."

On the coffee table in the reception area, there are several take-out boxes, soup, water and water, which are easy to digest and are suitable for supper.

Gong Qiyuan opened them one by one, glanced at them, and put a bowl of soup in front of the old principal.

"Only this is yours, the rest are mine."

"Oh, I'm going to have a meeting later, it's a waste of brains, I can't do it if I don't eat enough, give me another one."

"You are meatloaf soup with eggs. You can eat that, and you won't be able to digest the rest."

"The spring rolls are divided into half for me. They are not deep-fried. Is that okay?"

Gong Qiyuan looked at the four large spring rolls with transparent crust on the plate, took two away, and gave the plate to the old principal.

"It's just these two. I can't ask for any more. It would be impolite to ask for any more."

"Okay, okay, no more, send me your medical examination notes."

Gong Qiyuan first forwarded the notes to the old principal, then opened the notes on his bracelet, ready to read while eating.

The old headmaster didn't have the patience to start from the beginning, and went straight to the end to see the conclusion.

Just as I was about to pick up the spring rolls, there was a sudden "bang", the coffee table was knocked out of place, and some of the soup that was opened from the lid spilled out, but luckily it wasn't completely poured down.

"Principal, what's the matter?"

Gong Qiyuan put down his chopsticks and looked at the old headmaster with a flushed face in surprise, thinking that he had suddenly fallen ill and was about to move the wheelchair quickly.

"I'll call someone for you!"

"No, no, no, no need!" The old headmaster hurriedly shouted, "It's not me, it's you!"

"……I?"

"You can cure it, and the conclusion says you can cure it."

"Really...really?!" Gong Qiyuan was so excited that he tried to poke the bracelet with his fingers several times but couldn't get it right.

"You didn't read a word?"

"No, I took the notes after the physical examination and I left."

"Then what did she tell you before you left?"

"She said that if she decides to have a trial, she will go to her again."

"That's right! Don't you think this is telling you that it can be cured? Otherwise, why did you ask for a trial?"

The old principal was even more excited than Gong Qiyuan, patting his thigh and screaming.

"ah……?"

"Why are you so stupid? After more than three hours of physical examination, are you unconscious at all?"

"Yeah, I slept for more than three hours, and Boss Cen said I snored the whole time."

"Hey, you haven't woken up yet? No, what method did she use to make you fall asleep?"

"I don't know, she told me to close my eyes and rest, and I'll be done when I open them again."

"It's amazing, it's really amazing."

The old headmaster has never seen anything in the world. He really has never seen this one. He is very aware of how Gong Qiyuan has been in these years, so he is worried about him. He did not expect that he would bring back so many when he walked into Cen Wen's shop for the first time. surprise.

Gong Qiyuan took deep breaths again and again, and now that he had calmed down, he finally opened the note again, and went straight to the end to see the conclusion.

In just three lines, after reading it over and over again, the laughter grew from small to loud, and finally laughed like a fool.

"A seventh-level therapist, two seventh-level therapists, who gave the same diagnosis back then, both said it couldn't be cured."

Gong Qiyuan smiled and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Cen Wen, a young third-level wood-type supernatural being can be cured after a physical examination. Principal, tell me, what kind of person has such confidence to overthrow the common diagnosis of two seventh-level therapists?"

"..."

The old headmaster had nothing to say, he lowered his head and was busy eating supper. His meeting time was coming soon.

Gong Qiyuan watched silently as the old principal was almost finished eating, and then he regained his composure. He picked up his food, poured it into his stomach, and finally cleaned up the garbage, started the wheelchair and left.

The old principal wiped his hands and face, and sat behind his desk solemnly, preparing for the next online meeting.

Back in his dormitory, Gong Qiyuan opened the bracelet, carefully read the medical examination notes, and laughed while watching.

Cen Wen's notes are very detailed. From head to toe, from skin to viscera and nerves, they are all prioritized. According to these divisions, a treatment plan is made, and the treatment is carried out step by step. After a few years, he will fully recover.

Since the injury, Gong Qiyuan has never heard the word "complete recovery" from doctors and therapists. After more than ten years, someone told him that it can be cured.

At that time, it was not only him who had the accident, but also a whole team of comrades in arms. There was hope in him, and the same must be true for everyone else.

That night, Gong Qiyuan went to bed early, finished his class the next day, changed his clothes and went out to Cen Wen's shop.

When I came to the street, I heard the neighbors gossip, saying that the master of the old Jiang machine repair shop had amazed everyone yesterday, and that Boss Cen had superb healing skills.

Gong Qiyuan was curious for a moment, so he approached to inquire.

Seeing him like this, the neighbors thought he was looking for Boss Cen for treatment but was worried about the effect of the treatment.

"Let me tell you, that Master Jiang, she has been in a wheelchair for many years, and the muscles of her lower limbs are atrophied, but many people saw it yesterday, and her calf muscles are much plumper. Of course, it is still different from normal people, but it is atrophied than before. It looks much better."

"Yes, she just made herself fat. After this treatment, she lost weight again, but she's fine. Continue to maintain the treatment, and wait for her to gain weight again."

"Those patients in the hospital who are undergoing rehabilitation training now want to be referred to Boss Cen's subordinates to discuss with the doctor how to gain weight. If you want to treat them, hurry up. The therapist treats only a few people a day."

"Hahahaha, who wouldn't be happy about this? Using a body of fat to exchange for a big part of your injury, the rehabilitation training is so hard, who doesn't want to be discharged from the hospital early."

Gong Qiyuan thanked the enthusiastic neighbors and continued to drive to Cen Wen's shop.

In the store, Cen Wen is busy.

The patients and their family members crowded the originally fairly spacious hall, and everyone wanted to know how long it would take for her to heal their situation.