All Stars Are My Food Fans

After going to Professor Mei to learn about the biweekly plan of the Federal Military Academy, Qiuqiu found that he was narrow-minded.

The hands-on practice plan that Dean Dongdong told him before was not comprehensive.

The general choice is to go to a sanatorium, go to a mecha hospital, or keep your own department, and you can train yourself.

However, those who choose to train in their own department will have to undergo an assessment every bi-weekly weekend.

Nursing home and residential options are very simple, nothing fancy, just go for it! Just do it!

But if you go to the mecha department, there are more sub-categories.

Including but not limited to participating in the bi-weekly holographic simulation war of the Mecha Academy, applying for the experience of the "Charger" program (that is, artificially recovering physical strength for students who are exhausted from training until they are exhausted), etc.

Most of the content forms are designed to exercise the healing spiritual power of the spiritual healer.

There are also a small number of curious ones, that is, Qiuqiu is very interested—

[The pk plan of the Spirit Healing Institute and the Mecha Institute. 】

[The two sides compete against each other's mental strength].

In a word, there is a gathering of talents, and there is everything.

"I knew you would like it." Professor Mei smiled and turned off the guide.

Qiuqiu also smiled, "Of course, Mr. Mei has arranged so many practical trainings for me, and she must know my taste very well~"

So it's settled.

On the first day of the fortnight, Qiuqiu came to the sanatorium in a special suspension car according to the schedule given.

The sanatorium of the Federal Military Academy is a group of suspended islands. Unlike the quietness of the Stone Sanatorium, the nameless sanatorium of the military school is noisy.

When Qiuqiu just opened the door, the yard was full of old grandparents and old ladies, some in wheelchairs and those who played chess. At first glance, it felt more like a park.

She was stunned for a moment, and soon someone walked up to her.

"Is it classmate Jiang Qiuqiu?"

Qiuqiu nodded and was taken deeper.

On the way, the lady nurse asked her if it was her first time here, "I see your expression as if you've gone to the wrong place."

"Yes." Qiuqiu looked left and right, "It doesn't feel like this is a hospital."

"In fact, our sanatorium is also known as the Retired Non-commissioned Officer's Playground, the Nursing Home and Nursing Home."

After she finished speaking, she made an exaggerated movement, and Qiuqiu thought that it was indeed very brisk here.

From the healer, the patient, to the entire nursing home, it was brisk.

After passing through a few courtyard walls and walking forward for a while, a silver-white building appeared in front of me. Since Qiuqiu was here for the first time, Miss Nurse took her through the whole process.

In a small meeting, the dean only speaks a few words, assigns tasks, and punches in. Although the life atmosphere here is light, work is more serious.

After assigning tasks, a robot housekeeper took Qiuqiu to the patient where she belonged.

Because the collective ward was on another island, she went there by car.

After the car passed by, she realized that there was something special here.

The first island that entered the door was really a retired non-commissioned officer with no children and no daughters. Most of the people living there were not seriously ill. At most, they were a little weak because of their old age.

On the second island Qiuqiu arrived, all the people who lived there were sick.

And the nameless sanatorium should have referred to the resume she had brought in the strange stone sanatorium, and the patients arranged for her were basically radiation patients.

As the saying goes, once you are born, you will be familiar again. This time, you don't need to look any further. On the first day of meeting, Qiuqiu made a preliminary treatment plan for everyone.