After submitting the confirmation, the door opened, and Cen Wen continued to walk inside, wandering around.

The security check of the visitor registration system only checked whether the visitor was a dangerous person, Cen Wen's face was not on a wanted warrant, the system did not call the police, and the staff in the office building knew nothing about her arrival.

The sanatorium's houses are built on only about three floors, and each one has an excellent view of the sea.

There is also a lawn square between the buildings, where you can see the families of patients who come to visit with their children and pets.

Cen Wen stood generously on the periphery of the lawn, and with her eyes, she could see that down the lawn was the exclusive beach of the sanatorium.

However, she mainly took a fancy to this lawn, and wanted to use it as a place for collective treatment, visually measuring the area, combined with the number of patients in the nursing home, even if everyone was sent in lying on a push bed, it should be able to put it down.

While she was thinking about it, a passing nurse saw her standing still and came up to her and asked if she needed help.

"Yes, I just need a little help."

Cen Wen pulled down his mask a little, lit up the bracelet and called up his therapist grade certificate to show the other party.

"I'm going to take the exam tomorrow, and I want the hospital to cooperate with me to set up the venue."

The nurse stared blankly at the certificate on the bracelet light screen, and didn't hear the second half of Cen Wen's words at all.

"Ahh The nurse who came back to her senses jumped three feet high, attracting the attention of the patients and family members playing on the lawn, "It's Cen Wen!" It's Master Cen! ”

"Master Cen......?"

Immediately on the lawn, excited family members of patients ran towards her.

The small rattan hula, erected a few roots around Cen Wen's side, and bared his teeth and claws to prevent the stranger from approaching.

The excited crowd suddenly exclaimed, stopped, and calmed down.

The nurse apologized and quickly contacted her superiors.

Cen Wen patiently waited for someone from the hospital to come, and conveniently gave a small group treatment to the people present.

They only felt that suddenly a fresh breeze blew on their faces, and they smelled a good smell of grass, and then they were refreshed, and their bad mood was swept away.

"Everyone, calm down, don't get excited, it makes me nervous, I'm just coming to see the venue, and I'll start treatment tomorrow."

There was laughter all around.

Although the alien roots of the fangs and claws are very scary, it is very profitable to get a small group treatment from the master for free.

"Master Cen, how far can the patient recover with tomorrow's treatment?" Among the family members, someone plucked up the courage to ask.

Cen Wen glanced at it, it was a young man.

"What do you want me to answer you?"

Cen Wen's rhetorical question directly chilled the lively and harmonious atmosphere just now.

The young man opened his mouth silently, not knowing how to answer.

The director of the sanatorium and his subordinates came in a hurry at this time in a ferry.

"Master Cen, I really didn't know you came here so soon."

"It's okay, I'm going to look for you after seeing the venue."

The little rattan took the roots, and the two sides shook hands amicably.

Then, let's get straight to the point and do group therapy on this big lawn.

Take the center point of the lawn, draw concentric circles outward, the more seriously injured people, the closer to the center of the circle, if you want to shoot a video for news promotion, it is more intuitive to shoot from the air to look down.

Cen Wen talked here for half an hour, and the family members of the patients did not leave, but listened on the sidelines.

When he heard that the order of the patients was arranged by the hospital, his eager eyes swept over the dean and the others.

Who doesn't want their family members to be close to the center of the circle, preferably in the center of the circle.

But they also think about this, the patients in the nursing home are divided into disability levels, which correspond to the care resources they need, patients who can only lie down and can't even move their necks and need round-the-clock care, and patients who can occasionally move on the ground in wheelchairs, of course, it is impossible to have a disability level.

The hospital directly determines the location according to the disability level, and no one should grab it.

Cen Wen came and went in a hurry, and left after talking.

The patient's family members are frantically posting news on the Internet.

[Ahhhh 】

[Good guys, who understands the family, Master Cen actually chose group therapy, is the standard of a sixth-level healer so high? 】

[She actually wants to do group therapy for everyone.] 】

As soon as this news went online, the keywords immediately appeared on the hot search list of the whole platform.

#岑大师即将成为六级治疗师#

[Wow, Li Nanxing is going to have a sixth-level healer! ] 】

Netizens who saw the news did not consider whether Cen Wen had the possibility of failure.

[How is group therapy cured?] Is a group of people ruling at the same time? Can this also be done? 】

[No, Li Nanxing still has to prepare a group of injured patients in advance for this treatment? 】

[How to prepare for this kind of patient?] A knife on the spot? 】

[What horror story is there upstairs.] 】

[Master Cen chose a military sanatorium, which is full of disabled soldiers who have no ability to take care of themselves, and their families are unable to take care of them, so they must have a quality of life in the sanatorium. 】

[Which sanatorium is it?] If it's close to my house, why don't I meet it? 】

[Don't make trouble upstairs, no nursing home will let irrelevant outsiders in. 】

[Didn't there be a paparazzi who photographed a star in a nursing home? ] 】

[Then the paparazzi won't be accused when they turn around? ] Not only was he sued by celebrities, but also by nursing homes and other patients, illegally breaking in, illegally filming, and putting the privacy of other patients at great risk. 】

[That's right.] 】

[Hey, hey, let's talk about Master Cen's exam, don't say that the dead paparazzi is good? 】

[Uh-huh, pull back, pull back. 】

[Hmm...... When it comes to group treatment, is it the kind I think of, treating multiple people at once, and then these disabled soldiers who can't move, all of them have a physical reaction? 】

【…… Maybe? 】

[So, is the exam standard for Level 6 Therapist so high?] 】

[There are quite a few people in each military sanatorium, how many people are in this group treatment?] 】

[Upstairs flip forward, it's all people.] 】

[All?! That's at least a few hundred! 】

[, is the standard of a Level 6 Healer so high?] 】

[Is there anyone who understands?] I want to ask, on the battlefield, do sixth-level healers do the same? 】

[This must be done, the battlefield is full of wounded soldiers, at a glance it is impossible to tell who is seriously injured and lightly injured, it is impossible to carry out individual treatment, only collective treatment, so that the lightly injured can move on their own, and screen out the most seriously injured ones to take a breath and then transfer to the rear. 】

[I'm going, no wonder healers are in need of therapists on the battlefield, it's really life-saving.] 】

[What's more, the immortal who gave you one more life. 】

[Master Cen must have been very popular on the battlefield before. 】

[, hasn't anyone picked up Master Cen's previous team so far? Not a single comrade-in-arms? 】

[Hmm...... Is it possible that all the comrades-in-arms have sacrificed ......? 】

【……】

[Even if the comrades-in-arms are gone, but the superiors are still there, the military department is still there, and the country is still there, why doesn't anyone know which team Master Cen is from? 】

[A team on the hidden front? 】

【Groove ......】

[There is such a possibility.] 】

[Forget it, I'm not curious. 】