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

Song Youting, who was waiting for the news nervously, received the latest news from the contact person at almost noon.

[Successful capture. 】

【Great! 】

[But you can help me to ask, why can't they stop itching? Torn off strand by strand. 】

[Okay, okay, wait a moment. 】

Song Youting quickly announced the good news in the credit group, and then asked Cen Wen for a prescription.

[It's normal, there is no abnormal reaction, how can I make two terrorists who are used to the storm obediently go to the hospital for treatment? 】

[So, let them do this? 】

[Give them ice cubes to cool their itchy skin, and it can only be relieved by ice. There is no need to take medicine or other treatments. Ice cubes are the only way. 】

【it is good. 】

[Don't forget to ask the contact person if our mission can end. 】

Half an hour later, Song Youting sent the ticket booking information in the credit group, checking out and returning tomorrow.

[Fuck, is this the end? ! 】

[I didn't do anything, just came here, lay down for a few days, and then went back? 】

[God. 】

[When did you take the medicine? 】

【secret. 】 Cen Wen interjected leisurely.

[Okay, okay, don't ask. 】

[Hello, my god, what would you like to have for lunch? 】

[The mission is completed, should we have a dinner somewhere? 】

[Don't make trouble, eat and drink, wait until you get back to town, and I can even invite you to play in Dufeng City for a night.Not here, don't have fun at the mission location, everything is low-key and concealed. 】

[Be obedient, or I'll beat you up. 】

【Alas……】

【All right. 】

The thorns, what thorns, in the eyes of Cen Wen, are just a bunch of little boys, disobedient, just hit less.

As soon as Cen Wen made a sound, no one in the group spoke, and she didn't care if it was a private chat, anyway, don't cause trouble.

This group of thorns is also obedient, indeed they all stay in their hotel rooms obediently, and at most go downstairs to walk around in the nearby streets.

Check out the departure time the next day, sign in one by one in the group, and meet up at the airport smoothly.

After returning to the airport of Dufeng City, Cen Wen fulfilled his promise and asked them to choose a place in the city to eat, drink and have fun for two hours, and hurriedly boarded the last bus back to town.

When Cen Wen went home, they went back to school.

The next day, everyone in Song Youting's team got together to resume the task as usual.

But this time, a group of people sat together for a long time, unable to say anything meaningful.

They took the task, and Cen Wen stepped in midway. On the surface, she came to score points, but in fact, all of their team members knew that they were the ones to score points for this mission.

"The gap is too big."

"Is this the boss?"

"Such a young boss?"

"If it's really a boss who came out of the battlefield of life and death, it's normal no matter how young you are."

"But she didn't have a murderous look on her body, and she didn't have a murderous look when she beat us."

"That's even more terrifying, a boss who can control his murderous aura at will."

"I fell to the ground before I could even see her figure clearly."

"It's scary."

"Spread the news and recommend it to other teams."

"why?"

"It's impossible for such a strong boss to partner with us to do assigned tasks all the time. There must be a share in each team, and we can't just be beaten."

The second half of the sentence ended the review meeting.

Cen Wen's small shop had not resumed normal business for three to five days, and a new credit task was received on the credit software.

Not an assignment, but a recommendation.

The town hospital transferred an injured student who had been recuperating for a long time, with damaged nerves, and asked her to see if she could take over.

Curious about this case, Cen Wen took advantage of his lunch break to temporarily close the hospital and went to the hospital.

Met the student in the convalescent ward.

The injury was severe. She was paralyzed below the thoracic spine, unable to move her limbs, and was completely dependent on others to take care of her. Her arms felt numb. The medical record clearly stated that she had fallen from a height, had multiple fractures on her body, and showed signs of abuse.

The day a military student enters school is the same as enlisting in the army. If he is injured, disabled or dies, the state will take care of him, so he doesn’t have to worry about medical expenses. However, nowadays, when the average life expectancy of the population is 20 years old, young people in their [-]s are paralyzed from now on. I can't accept it, knowing that Cen Wen is good, I want to make one last fight.

Cen Wen treated him three times. The first time he scanned the whole body to find out the injury, the second time focused on finding the focus of the disease, and found out any abnormalities. The third time tried to treat and repair it.

His parents sat on the chair at the end of the bed and did not dare to interfere at the head of the bed. If the therapist is suddenly interrupted during the operation, not only the ability will go wrong, but it will also be dangerous to himself and the patient. It is not a joke if the ability goes berserk .

The only person standing by the bed is the attending doctor. If there is any hope of regaining upper body sensation, both the doctor and the patient will do their best.

When Cen Wen treated people, he didn't do any fancy movements. He lightly tapped his finger on the most seriously injured part of the patient, quietly like a wooden man.

The paralyzed young student can't feel the process of external supernatural powers working in his body at all.

A few minutes later, Cen Wen withdrew his hand, moved his stiff wrist first, then lifted the quilt, rolled it around his stomach, and completely exposed his arms.

"Have you imagined how far you hope to recover?"

"I want to be able to move my hands, sit up, eat and dress myself."

"Besides the numbness of the arm, it feels like a big tree stump, there is no other feeling, right?"

"Yes, I don't know whether it's hot or cold."

Cen Wen nodded, moved his fingers exaggeratedly, bent down, pinched a layer of skin on his thin wrist, and twisted it hard.

"what!"

The young man yelled suddenly and was stunned.

"what!"

The doctor on the side yelled, grabbed his other arm, and twisted it, as if he had seen a medical miracle.

"what!"

The young man shouted again.

"what!"

The parents sitting on the chairs at the end of the bed rushed over excitedly, each of them grabbed an arm, and twisted it mercilessly. It can be seen that a lot of force was used, gnashing their teeth.

"Ah, it hurts!"

The young man lying motionless on the hospital bed screamed in pain.

"That's my flesh! Parents, be gentle!"

"It's saved! You're saved! You'll get better, you'll get better!"

The mother cried bitterly holding her son's head.

"Doctor, please save him, he is still young, he can't lie down like this for the rest of his life."

Father went around to Cen Wen's side and shook hands with her tightly.

Cen Wen didn't move or struggle, patiently waiting for the father to calm down.

"He has a new injury and it is not difficult to treat, but he must be obedient. Your family members and patients must be obedient. After he recovers from his fracture, he needs to practice his mobility again. Parents can't stop training because you care about your child carelessly."

"He's a military student, so he's not afraid of suffering, it doesn't matter how hard it is." Parents repeatedly vouch for their children.

"Okay, as long as you can do what you say, I will work hard, and you will cooperate to heal your injuries and get your graduation certificate."

"Ok!"

"The patient rests first, and I will talk to the attending doctor."