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

Half a day later, military off-road vehicles sped wildly along the asphalt roads of Shigatse County.

Ram gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands, his foot almost flooring the accelerator.

Anran sat calmly in the passenger seat, her right hand gripping the roof railing tightly. Unusually, she didn't utter a word to reprimand this dangerous driving behavior that was seriously speeding.

Chen Zheng sat alone in the back seat, his body rising and falling with the violent swaying of the carriage. His right hand still held the newly replaced dark gray titanium alloy thermos cup steadily, without spilling a single drop of goji berry water.

The SUV braked suddenly in front of the dilapidated outpatient building of the county hospital.

Before the car had even come to a complete stop, Ram pushed open the door, jumped out, and rushed into the building with his tactical backpack stuffed with snacks on his back.

Anran unbuckled her seatbelt, quickly got out of the car, and strode after him.

Chen Zheng walked at the back at a leisurely pace, his gaze sweeping over the somewhat dilapidated grassroots hospital.

The long, narrow corridor of the county hospital was filled with the unpleasant smell of disinfectant.

Large sections of the wall plaster on both sides have peeled off, revealing the gray bricks underneath. The floor is also made of cement, without a single tile.

Ram ran wildly and suddenly pushed open a wooden door at the end of the corridor.

The small ward was dimly lit, and the air was filled with a strong smell of medicinal wine.

Tashi Dondrup lay weakly on the hospital bed by the window, his left leg in a heavy cast, and he looked quite thin.

When Ram saw her father's miserable state, she was immediately furious.

Hearing the commotion, Tashi Dondrup turned around and his eyes lit up when he saw his daughter rushing in.

Then, Chen Zheng and An Ran walked in right behind them.

Although the old man had never traveled far from home in his entire life and had always stayed in the pastoral areas, he could still tell at a glance from the two young men the oppressive aura of superiors they exuded.

Especially the man carrying the thermos, the dangerous aura he exuded as he strolled around was even more suffocating than the wolf king on the snowy mountain.

Upon seeing the two, Tashi Dondrup's expression immediately turned frightened.

He braced himself against the tattered sheets, gritted his teeth, and prepared to get up to greet them.

Seeing this, Chen Zheng quickly stepped forward, firmly pressed his palm against the man's shoulder, and pushed him back onto the hospital bed.

Facing this weathered Tibetan elder, Chen Zheng's stern aura vanished instantly.

Ram stood by the bed, clenched her fists, and forced back her tears.

An Ran silently walked to the other side of the hospital bed, poured a glass of warm water and handed it to the old man. She then gently patted the old man's back, her gaze fixed on the old man's broken leg without making a sound.

Just then, a doctor on duty at the county hospital, wearing a white coat, walked in, cursing and swearing.

The doctor flipped through the medical record book, pointed at Ram and shouted at him.

"Visiting a patient is fine! But what are you doing moving around like that! That leg just got a cast; if it's dislocated, can you take responsibility?!"

Chen Zheng didn't even glance at the doctor; his gaze was entirely focused on Tashi Dondrup's left leg, which was in a cast, and he frowned slightly.

Extend two fingers and tap them lightly twice on the rough plaster surface.

The outer shell is loose, and the internal forces are uneven.

Chen Zheng's eyes grew increasingly cold.

This is not due to poor medical skills, but rather a deliberate misalignment and fixation.

If left untreated, this leg will become completely necrotic within half a month.

When the on-duty doctor saw that Chen Zheng not only ignored the advice but also started hitting the cast, he became furious and strode forward to push Chen Zheng's shoulder.

"Stop it! Don't you know the rules? Am I the attending physician or are you...?"

An Ran suddenly turned her head, looked at the doctor, and then her left hand shot out like lightning, grabbed the doctor's wrist, and twisted it sharply in the opposite direction.

The doctor let out a piercing scream before being forced to his knees by the immense force.

Chen Zheng still didn't turn around, and his fingers forcefully probed into the gaps in the plaster.

Tashi Dondrup didn't know what had happened; his calloused hands clenched together nervously.

Chen Zheng twisted his wrist suddenly with force.

With a faint grinding sound, the dislocated broken bone was forcibly realigned.

Tashi Dondrup groaned, his muscles tensing instantly as he braced himself for excruciating pain.

However, just a second later, he stared in shock.

The pain that had tormented me for days, keeping me awake at night, miraculously disappeared completely, replaced by an unprecedented sense of comfort.

The old man stared at Chen Zheng in disbelief.

This intimidating leader not only personally touched the broken leg of an ordinary herdsman, but also instantly set the broken bone through a thick plaster cast with just two fingers.

This incredible skill is a million times more miraculous than any living Buddha enshrined in a temple.

The old man frantically imagined Chen Zheng's true identity, and his attitude immediately became even more respectful.

The on-duty doctor, who was being held firmly to the ground by An Ran, was also dumbfounded when he heard the dull thud of the bone being reset.

She had studied some military medical procedures and knew all too well how incredibly difficult it was to perform bone setting by blindly feeling through a plaster cast.

Chen Zheng turned his head slightly and glanced at the doctor kneeling on the ground out of the corner of his eye.

"How much money did you receive from the Gongjue family?"

The doctor paused upon hearing this, and was about to say something in his defense, but when he saw the cold look in the doctor's eyes, he couldn't say anything.

An Ran snorted coldly, released her wrist, kicked the doctor who was slumped on the ground out the door, and then closed the door behind her.

Chen Zheng pulled up a wooden chair and sat down, then asked in a gentle tone about the specific details of the attack.

Tashi Dondrup sighed and honestly recounted his ordeal in detail.

At first, the Gongjue family was alright; they only made verbal threats.

But later on, they became increasingly unscrupulous.

In the past few days, they have not only forced us to give up the ancestral home land, but have also recruited a group of bodyguards who are completely unruly from who-knows-where.

Those people had high noses and deep-set eyes, were physically strong, spoke in incomprehensible foreign languages, and were extremely ruthless.

Upon hearing this, the air temperature in the ward suddenly dropped considerably.

Chen Zheng pieced together the various fragments in his mind.

The fact that external espionage forces have been deeply involved is now completely confirmed.

The fact that they dared to treat Tashi Dondrup like this not only signifies the arrogance and domineering nature of the local forces, but also exposes just how rampant these people have become.

Upon hearing this, Ram's eyes widened in fury, and she turned to rush out the door.

Chen Zheng didn't even raise his head. He simply stretched out his left hand, grabbed Ram's tactical backpack strap, and yanked him back to where he was.

"Stay put."

Those four simple words instantly suppressed Ram's raging anger, forcibly suppressing it within his chest.

An Ran and An Ran tacitly stepped back half a step against the wall to keep an eye on the gate.

Suddenly, a series of chaotic footsteps came from outside the ward.

Then, the ward door was kicked open roughly, and several burly men walked in carrying inkpads.