The soldiers waiting outside were all anxious to know how their leader was doing, so Song Junqiang was sent in as their representative to ask.

"The bullet has been removed. If there is no fever or inflammation, there shouldn't be any major problems."

Jiang Qiao finally went out herself, bowed deeply to the anxious crowd outside, and then looked up at them with a sincere expression. "Thank you all for your concern and care for my father. My father is fine for now. The bullet has been removed. I will stay here to take care of him. If there are any new developments, I will have Brother Junqiang let you know. Once my father has recovered, I will treat everyone to a meal."

As soon as Jiang Qiao finished speaking, excited cheers erupted in the corridor: "The leader's alright! That's great!"

Qian Bicheng came out and said, "Keep your voices down. This is a hospital. Be quiet. The rest of you, a few of you stay here to take care of the injured comrades. The rest of you come back with me. The families have already made dumplings and are just waiting for you to come back. Let's go. Qiao'er, if anything happens, have Junqiang let us know."

Since the division commander had spoken, no one dared to say anything even if they wanted to stay. They gave Song Junqiang a few instructions, and then everyone left together.

Jiang Qiao and Song Junqiang were the only two left in the ward. Jiang Qiao could finally catch her breath.

"Oh my god, I'm exhausted. Junqiang, you haven't eaten yet, have you? I've got some food here. You can boil it in hot water before you eat."

It would be a lie to say he wasn't hungry. For the past few days, they had been eating dry food with water, and he longed for a hot meal.

Aren't you going to eat?

Jiang Qiao shook her head. "I'm not hungry. You eat first, and we'll make more later. You should eat now."

With Gu Zhengfeng alright, Song Junqiang was in the mood to eat again.

Jiang Qiao looked at the IV drip and didn't forget to ask what had happened that night.

Song Junqiang wasn't quite sure either. "I heard there was an explosion in the county town."

Jiang Qiao asked with a suspicious look, "That's not right. If there was an explosion in the county town, why is there a power outage here?"

While eating, Song Junqiang casually remarked, "The power plant is over in the county town." Then, he suddenly looked up at Jiang Qiao and asked, "Did the power plant get bombed?"

Jiang Qiao sighed, "Who knows? Logically speaking, if the power plant is blown up, there shouldn't be that many medical staff needed. After all, they're all on holiday for the Lunar New Year. Even if some stay behind, the number is limited. Judging from this, it doesn't seem to be entirely the case."

"Sigh, never mind, let's not talk about this anymore. You should get some rest; you haven't had a good night's sleep lately, have you? Go to sleep, I'll take care of my dad later."

Song Junqiang was really tired. He hadn't dared to close his eyes to sleep during this period. Now that the mission was completed, this feeling of exhaustion had set in.

Hearing Jiang Qiao say that, he didn't stand on ceremony with her anymore. "Sister Qiao, call me if you're sleepy. I'm going to sleep now."

Soon, Song Junqiang's snoring began, clearly indicating that he was extremely exhausted. He didn't even notice when the two interns came in with the nurses.

The two comrades were incredibly enthusiastic when they saw Jiang Qiao. If it weren't for this seemingly unremarkable young girl giving them this opportunity, they wouldn't have known that they could independently complete a major surgery, and successfully at that.

Therefore, when he saw Jiang Qiao, he admired her from the bottom of his heart. Without this young girl, it was hard to say whether the surgery could have been completed successfully today, since the location was not quite right.

After examining Gu Zhengfeng and giving him a few instructions, they started chatting with Jiang Qiao. The two were mainly curious; it was the first time they had ever seen a patient anesthetized with just silver needles, and they were even more curious about Jiang Qiao's performance during the surgery.

"What's there to be curious about? My grandfather was a senior doctor of traditional Chinese medicine, and I learned some things from him. I also learned some Western medicine from my mother. Although it's a bit of a mixed bag, it works."

Whether it's Western medicine or traditional Chinese medicine, they are essentially the same: studying the human body and treating illnesses. So, it's not difficult for someone like me to know a little bit about it.

Especially considering my dad's condition, what could we do but take a gamble? Fortunately, we both succeeded.

"Speaking of which, I should thank you both. If it weren't for your courageous act, how could my father have been pulled back from the brink of death?"

Seeing Jiang Qiao get up to bow to them, the two comrades were so frightened that they quickly pulled Jiang Qiao back.

"We wouldn't dare do that. It's what we should do. Your name is Jiang Qiao, right? If you need anything in the future, you can come directly to us. We'll do our best to help you. How should I put it? The three of us are quite destined to meet."

Let me introduce myself first. My name is Song Shuhai, and his name is Zhang Boda. We are classmates.

Jiang Qiao smiled and nodded, "It's fate that we can get to know and cooperate with you two brothers. I'll treat you to dinner tomorrow."

Song Shuhai gave a wry smile. "Little sister Jiang Qiao, you can't even eat if you want to. It's the New Year, do you think any restaurant will be open? Even our canteen here only has one person left, eating two meals a day."

Jiang Qiao waved her hand, "I thought it was something important. I'll make it for you later, but I'll need to use your canteen. I can also make some nutritious meals for my dad and these wounded uncles. Is that okay? We'll pay a small fee later. What do you think?"

Song Shuhai's eyes lit up when he heard this. It was the Spring Festival, and they wanted to reunite with their families and have a good meal, but unfortunately they didn't have a holiday. With this young girl around, they could at least find some sense of home.

Zhang Boda readily agreed, "Sure, I'll take care of it. It's settled then."

After chatting for a few minutes, the two left. Jiang Qiao watched her father's IV drip for a while as it was almost finished, then quickly replaced it with another bottle. She didn't even need the nurse to come over; she was self-reliant. After all, she knew how to do it herself, so why bother the nurse in the middle of the night?

Jiang Qiao kept taking Gu Zhengfeng's pulse all night, afraid that something might happen to him. Fortunately, her efforts were not in vain. The next morning, when Gu Zhengfeng opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was his daughter's distinctive smiling face. Although she was dark and thin, he thought that her face was the most beautiful in the world, with a smile that warmed his heart.

"Dad, you're awake. How are you feeling?"

Gu Zhengfeng smiled and gently stroked his daughter's hand, asking, "Sweetie, is Daddy dreaming?"

Jiang Qiao smiled and said, "Dad, do you think this is a dream? You still have a long life ahead of you. If you don't live to be a hundred or eighty years old, you'll be letting down all the efforts we made yesterday."

Do you know how dangerous yesterday was? All the doctors were out, but thankfully there were two interns, otherwise I would have been completely lost. Do you need to use the restroom?