Chapter 119 Tang Zhengnan Discharged from Hospital
On the island in the early morning, the fog had not yet completely dissipated.
Gu Baobao stood on the small terrace on the top floor of the military hospital, holding a cup of light tea brewed with spiritual spring water, overlooking the gradually awakening camp.
The chants of morning exercises, the sound of orderly footsteps, and the sound of the tide coming from the distant coastline intertwine to create a unique rhythm of this era.
She wasn't quite used to the new military uniform she was wearing, which had a faint camphor smell.
The epaulettes were a bit heavy, but they made me feel at ease.
After the contract was signed yesterday, the entire working group immediately sprang into action, like a wound-up machine.
The six-person team brought by Huo Zheng each had their own responsibilities:
Two people were responsible for liaising with the patent department, two people coordinated the supply of medicinal materials and initial production, one person specialized in foreign affairs procedures, and the other person was a young woman named Fang Chun who wore glasses and didn't talk much, who was specifically responsible for all of Gu Baobao's schedules and confidential documents.
The efficiency was so high that even Gu Baobao was somewhat surprised.
Is this the power of the state apparatus when it is truly in motion?
"Comrade Baby".
A gentle voice came from behind me.
Huo Zheng also came up, holding a folder in his hand, his glasses still fogged up.
"Did I disturb you?"
Good morning, Comrade Huo.
Gu Baobao turned around.
"What's up?"
"Two pieces of good news."
Huo Zheng walked to her side and also looked into the distance.
"First, the preliminary data you submitted regarding the health-preserving pills and antibiotics was encrypted and transmitted back to the capital last night. I received direct instructions at 5:30 this morning—"
He paused, his tone carrying a rare excitement:
"The higher authorities have decided to establish Special Task Force No. 3, which I will continue to lead, but with my authority and resource support upgraded by two levels."
The goal is to complete the international patent priority application for the hemostatic powder before you depart for country F, and simultaneously initiate the domestic approval green channel for the health-preserving pills and antibiotics.
All relevant departments must cooperate unconditionally, and any difficulties should be reported directly.
Gu Baobao's heart skipped a beat.
This speed... is even faster than she expected.
"second,"
Huo Zheng pushed up his glasses, a hint of a smile flashing in his eyes behind the lenses.
"The senior executives highly appreciate your proposed combination strategy, especially the idea of differentiating between internal and external approaches."
One leader's exact words were: "This young comrade is very intelligent; he knows when to selflessly dedicate himself and when to fight for the country's interests. That's excellent, and we support him."
Gu Baobao pursed her lips slightly, gently letting go of the moral burden she might have felt due to the differential treatment.
She knew that in this era of poverty and hardship, yet a strong determination to rise up, some methods were a necessary form of wisdom.
"so,"
Huo Zheng handed over the folder.
"This is the work schedule starting today. Professor Qian and Dean Zhou will fully cooperate with you to improve the clinical data. Our team will handle all other paperwork, approvals, and sample preparation. You only need to do two things—"
"First, control the core technologies; second,"
He looked towards the stairwell.
"Ensure your own safety and condition."
At the top of the stairs, Lu Zhanming was already standing there, his military uniform impeccably straight, his gaze sharp as an eagle.
He didn't come up; he just stood there quietly.
Gu Baobao nodded:
"I see."
"Let's go downstairs then."
Huo Zheng put away the folder.
"Professor Qian and the others are already waiting in the small conference room. Professor Tang is being discharged from the hospital today, so he can have one last comprehensive check-up as the first clinical case for the internal supply version of the health-preserving pills."
The atmosphere in the small conference room was unusually lively, unlike what one would expect in the early morning.
A thick stack of medical records and lab reports lay before Mr. Qian, his reading glasses slipping down to the tip of his nose, and his pencil flying across his hand as he jotted down notes.
Dean Zhou was giving instructions to two young doctors, speaking so fast that it was hard to hear.
Upon seeing Gu Baobao enter, Old Qian immediately looked up, his eyes shining:
"Baby! Come quick! I went over the acupuncture and medicinal diet recipe you used for Old Tang again last night. The timing of the acupoints according to the meridian flow is brilliant!"
Gu Baobao walked over and bent down to look at the meridian diagram drawn by Qian Lao.
The old man and the young man started discussing head to head, completely forgetting that there were a bunch of people waiting around them.
Dean Zhou shook his head with a helpless smile and whispered to Huo Zheng:
"See? Old Qian has found a kindred spirit. He usually talks to us for half an hour and then complains that we are not quick to understand, but he can chat with Comrade Bao for a whole morning."
Huo Zheng smiled:
"Because Comrade Gu can really catch up with what he says and can even get promoted."
Just then, a hearty laugh came from outside the door.
Tang Zhengnan, dressed in a clean old Zhongshan suit, walked in accompanied by his bodyguard.
The old man was in good spirits and had a ruddy complexion; there was no trace of the critically injured man he had been a few months ago.
"Are they all here?"
Old Tang smiled broadly.
Am I too early?
"Comrade Tang!"
Mr. Qian immediately stood up, abandoning the discussion of the acupoints that was only halfway through, grabbed his stethoscope and stepped forward.
"Lie down, lie down, this is the final check!"
Old Tang was helpless:
"Mr. Qian, I'm really all better..."
"Even if it's fine, we still need to investigate!"
Without further ado, Mr. Qian
"Baby, come lend a hand!"
Gu Baobao stepped forward with a smile.
After a thorough examination, Mr. Qian's fingers trembled slightly as he looked at the freshly printed report.
"This...this is simply a medical miracle!"
He took off his glasses, wiped them vigorously, then put them back on to examine them closely.
"Your cardiopulmonary function has recovered to 90% of what it was before the injury! Your liver metabolic indicators are even better than before the injury! Mr. Tang, this isn't just recovery, it's... reverse aging!"
Even Mr. Tang himself found it unbelievable.
He touched his chest: the bullet had been only millimeters from his heart, and now it only left a shallow scar.
He hadn't felt that feeling of being completely free of bloating and full of energy in his body for many years.
"It's all thanks to the baby."
Old Tang looked at Gu Baobao with a loving yet sentimental gaze.
"I guess I've been able to save my old bones."
Gu Baobao took out a palm-sized white porcelain bottle from her cloth bag and handed it over:
"Grandpa Tang, this is just the beginning. These are the health-preserving pills I prepared last night, the internal supply version. Take one pill with warm water on an empty stomach every morning. If you take them for three months, your health will improve to another level."
She paused, then deliberately put on a stern face:
"However, it is essential to balance work and rest. Work should not exceed eight hours a day, and everyone must rest before 10 p.m. I will ask Mrs. Tang to supervise this."
Old Tang took the porcelain bottle and listened to the young girl's earnest medical advice, feeling both touched and amused:
"Okay, okay, we'll listen to our expert, Little Gu!"
Dean Zhou spoke up at the opportune moment:
"Mr. Tang, all your indicators meet the discharge criteria. We can complete the procedures today."
"That's wonderful!"
Old Tang breathed a sigh of relief.
"There's a ton of work waiting for us at the office. This has caused us too much trouble."
Old Qian stopped Gu Baobao:
"Baby, the effects of this health-preserving pill... if it could be mass-produced, it would be a huge blessing for our old experts who have been buried in scientific research and whose health has been ruined!"
Gu Baobao nodded:
"This is my original intention for creating the internal supply version. Although the medicinal materials are precious, it is worth it compared to the health and continuous contributions of those national treasure-level experts."
She looked at Huo Zheng:
"Comrade Huo, I will compile a separate top-secret document detailing the formula and process for the internal supply version. I suggest that a trusted unit be responsible for production, and that it be directly supplied to a specific list."
Huo Zheng nodded solemnly:
"Understood. I will submit this part for approval separately."
Looking at this group of young people who were earnestly planning for the future of the country, Old Tang's eyes welled up with tears.
He patted Gu Baobao on the shoulder; a thousand words, in the end, boiled down to just one sentence:
"Children, you've worked hard. The country... needs young people like you."
Gu Baobao's nose tingled slightly, and she shook her head vigorously: "It's not hard work."
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