I put you in charge of those rebellious female soldiers, how come they all became top special forces

The treatment took place on the morning of the second day.

Zhou Jingtang and Fang Zhiyuan's team personally supervised the entire process.

Chen Zheng also participated in the final confirmation of the technical solution.

During the preoperative preparation, Li Qiangguo lay on the trolley, wearing a hospital gown, and looked a little nervous.

He kept looking around, finally fixing his gaze on Li Yue's face next to the cart.

"Daughter."

"Um?"

"These guys... they seem pretty professional."

Li Yue burst out laughing.

"Dad, don't worry, this is the best team in the country. This is all a reward for your daughter!"

Li Qiangguo nodded and closed his eyes in relief.

The Lanmeng derivative was injected into Li Qiangguo's bilateral knee joint cavities using a precise local delivery method.

The entire process lasted approximately forty minutes.

Zhou Jingtang stared at the monitoring screen the whole time, pushed his reading glasses up to his forehead, and opened his eyes wide.

Fang Zhiyuan was taking real-time notes from the side.

The treatment ended quickly.

Li Qiangguo was pushed forward.

His knee was wrapped in a medical bandage, and he was still a little dazed, the effects of the anesthesia not yet completely worn off.

Li Yue stayed by her father's bedside, holding his rough, calloused hand tightly.

Li Qiangguo's palms were covered in calluses, and there were traces of machine oil that couldn't be washed out under his fingernails.

Chen Zheng stood at the door of the ward for a while.

He glanced at Li Qiangguo, who was dazed on the hospital bed, and then looked at Li Yue beside the bed. He didn't go in, but turned and left.

An Ran followed behind him without saying a word.

The two walked along the hospital corridor for a while, and An Ran secretly turned her head to look at Chen Zheng.

Despite having done such a big thing, the man's expression remained calm.

An Ran couldn't help but feel a lump in her throat.

I want to say something.

Amazing? That's too cheesy.

"You've worked hard?" That's too perfunctory.

"I'm proud of you?" That's absolutely impossible; I could never say that.

In the end, she said nothing and silently followed behind Chen Zheng.

The two walked out of the inpatient building one after the other.

……

Three days later, a follow-up examination was conducted.

In front of the radiology department's lightbox, Zhou Jingtang held Li Qiangguo's latest knee X-ray, his hands trembling involuntarily.

It wasn't nervousness, it was excitement.

On the X-ray, Li Qiangguo's articular cartilage layer, which had almost disappeared, showed clear signs of regeneration.

The cartilage thickness increased by nearly two millimeters compared to before the surgery.

Two millimeters.

It may not sound like much, but in the field of regenerative medicine, this number is quite astounding.

Once the cartilage in a human joint is worn down, it is almost impossible for it to regenerate with current medical techniques.

Top laboratories around the world have spent decades investing money but have yet to achieve even a fraction of a millimeter of cartilage regeneration in living organisms.

Now, two millimeters.

In living people.

Zhou Jingtang's hand, which was holding the X-ray film, trembled more and more violently.

Fang Zhiyuan took the film from his hand, examined it over and over in front of the lightbox, and finally managed to utter a sentence after a long while.

"Old Zhou, this is true..."

Zhou Jingtang took off his reading glasses and vigorously rubbed his eyes.

"It's really true."

Fang Zhiyuan patted his shoulder without saying anything, but his eyes also reddened.

That afternoon, Zhou Jingtang privately approached Fang Zhiyuan.

"Zhiyuan, if the subsequent data remains stable, this achievement is worthy of being nominated for a national-level science and technology award."

Fang Zhiyuan nodded, his expression serious.

"enough."

Zhou Jingtang paused, then added, "However, we can't rush it. Li Qiangguo's recovery still needs to be observed, and the long-term stability of the treatment effect remains to be verified."

"We need to follow up for at least six months before we can draw a final conclusion."

Fang Zhiyuan agreed, and added, "Also, we can't keep all the profits from this; the lion's share must go to Instructor Chen."

Zhou Jingtang waved his hand dismissively: "Is that even a question? Without him, we'd still be going around in circles in the lab."

Both of them had an undisguised excitement in their eyes.

They knew they were standing at a milestone.

Putting everything else aside, at least a hundred years from now, future generations will remember their names.

Their names will be remembered in history.

……

The day after the follow-up examination results came out, the doctor informed Li Qiangguo that he could try to get out of bed and move around.

In the ward, Li Yue held onto her father's arm, preparing to help him stand up.

Li Qiangguo pushed her hand away again.

"Let me do it myself."

He braced himself against the edge of the bed and slowly stood up.

My knees no longer make any noises like before.

Li Qiangguo lowered his head, looked at his legs, and tried to take a step.

There was no familiar pain.

Another step forward.

It still doesn't hurt.

He stood in the middle of the ward, head down, staring at his feet in slippers, and remained silent for a long time.

Li Yue stood by the bed, her fists clenching involuntarily.

A moment later, Li Qiangguo finally looked up.

Her eyes reddened, and she smiled slowly.

"Daughter."

"Um."

"Dad's leg... doesn't hurt anymore."

Li Yue's tears welled up instantly.

She tried her best to hold it in, but she couldn't help it at all, and turned around and rushed out of the ward.

At the corner of the corridor, she squatted down, covered her face with her hands, and cried uncontrollably.

It's not being pretentious.

We've really been holding on for far too long.

From a young age, she watched her father drag his two sick legs out to work, squatting by the roadside in the dead of winter to repair tires for others.

His hands were cracked from the cold, and his knees were sweating profusely from the pain, but he never complained of the pain.

Every time she calls back, she says, "I'm fine, it doesn't hurt anymore."

Deceiving.

He lied to her for over ten years!

But now, that statement has finally come true!

It really doesn't hurt anymore!

Footsteps came from the other end of the corridor.

Keyboard walked over and squatted down next to Li Yue.

He didn't say anything, but just took a pack of tissues out of his pocket and threw it on Li Yue's lap.

Li Yue cried for a while before reaching for two tissues and wiping her face.

Once her crying subsided, Jianpan said softly, "Alright, wipe yourself clean and go back."

"Your dad is still waiting for you."

Li Yue sniffed and wiped away the last traces of tears on her face.

After standing up, take a deep breath.

"I'm fine now."

After saying that, she straightened the collar of her military uniform, turned around and walked back to the ward.

She stopped at the door, took a deep breath, and pushed the door open to go inside.

Li Qiangguo was sitting on the bed, staring blankly out the window.

He turned around when he heard the door open.

Seeing Li Yue's swollen eyes, he didn't say anything, he just grinned.

Li Yue walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed.

After a moment of silence, he spoke softly.

"Dad, once your leg is healed, I'll take you to see where I train."

Li Qiangguo turned his head to look at her.

"The training ground? Your... Mulan?"

"Okay." Li Yue nodded. "I'll take you to see our training ground, and let you meet our instructors and my comrades."

Li Qiangguo's eyes lit up.

"OK."

"Let me tell you, when Dad retired from the army, his biggest regret was that he couldn't let his comrades see you."

"Now that you're a soldier too, let Dad go see your comrades. That would be good."

Upon hearing this, Li Yue's nose tingled with emotion again.

But this time, she held back.