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Zhang Yu nodded and followed closely behind Hou Xiaoya.

It was a very large living room. The room was very spacious, but the decorations were very simple. It was different from what Zhang Yu had imagined. There weren't many luxurious items here. It was more of an ancient and simple costume.

"Dad, Dr. Zhang is here." Hou Xiaoya shouted the moment they entered.

In the hall stood a few scattered people, men and women, old and young. Amongst these people, Zhang Yu saw Hou Guang with a single glance.

After Hou Xiaoya shouted, everyone in the hall turned to look at Zhang Yu.

At that moment, Zhang Yu was very nervous and his entire body seemed very formal.

Even though these people looked ordinary, Zhang Yu knew that their status must be extremely noble and definitely wasn't something he could compare with.

Hou Ge walked over and extended his hand. He shook hands with Zhang Yu and said with a smile, "You've finally come."

"Hello, Bureau Chief Hou." Zhang Yu didn't know what to say either, so he gave a cursory greeting.

"My father has been talking about you these past few days. He must be very happy that you've come today."

Hou Guoxiong instructed her daughter Hou Xiaoya, "Hurry up and invite your grandfather over. Tell him that Dr. Zhang from New South City's Second People's Hospital is here."

"Alright, I'll go now." Hou Xiaoya immediately went upstairs and called for the old man. A short while later, an elderly voice was heard from above.

"Is it Little Yang?" With the support of Hou Xiaoya, the old man came down and stood in front of Zhang Yu.

"Greetings, old man!" Zhang Yu hurriedly greeted him.

"Good, good, good. Little Yang, the reason I'm standing here so well is all thanks to you!" The old man held Zhang Yu's hand and said excitedly, "You're my savior. Don't be polite with me when you're here today. Eat, drink, treat yourself like your own home. You mustn't be too restrained."

"Yes, yes, yes," Zhang Yu hurriedly said, "Old man, looking at your current condition, you seem to have recovered quite well. Do you want me to examine you now?"

"Now?" The old man asked, "You've just arrived and haven't rested all the way here. Why don't you take a rest and drink some tea first?"

"It's fine, I'm not tired." Zhang Yu smiled and said, "Old Gramps, you're too kind!"

"That's right. You youngsters are more energetic and energetic than us older people," the old man said happily. "Since that's the case, then you should take a look for me!"

"Old Master, your body is basically fine now. Remember to exercise more in the future, there won't be much pain and suffering anymore." Zhang Yu carefully checked the old man's pulse as he did so, and found that the damaged parts of his body were already slowly recovering.

"Little Yang, thank you so much. Thank you so much." The old man said politely.

"These are all things I should do." Zhang Yu said humbly.

The two of them began to talk slowly from the start of their illness. Zhang Yu always had a neither servile nor overbearing attitude, and he was always able to catch up to whatever the old man said.

This was all thanks to Zhang Yu's usual love of reading extracurricular books. Although he didn't say much, the old man thought that it was already difficult for a young man to have such a state of mind and insight. Thus, he began to like Zhang Yu more and more.

"Dad, the food is almost ready. We can begin the banquet." Hou Guo bravely walked over and whispered to the old man.

"Is that so? Then what are we waiting for? Hurry up and start the meal. Little Yang is probably hungry by now."

The old man was very happy. He stood up from his chair, looked around, then asked, "Where's your brother?"

"Well, I guess he must have gotten sick again and is now lying in his room upstairs," Hou Guofong said. "I'll send someone to get him to come down."

He then said to Hou Xiaoya, who was busy helping out in the kitchen, "Xiao Ya, go call your uncle to come down for dinner."

"Oh!" Hou Xiaoya responded and hurried upstairs.

Not long after, Zhang Yu saw a middle-aged man following Hou Xiaoya down the stairs.

His face was resolute, and his expression was solemn. He was neither fat nor thin, and he looked quite robust. However, when he walked, he seemed to be unsteady. His center of gravity was actually slightly to the left, making him look like a short foot.

What kind of situation was this? Seeing this scene, Zhang Yu became curious.

His eyes were like torches as they began to scan the man's body.

"Big Brother, are you alright?" Hou Guoyong walked up to ask.

"It's nothing. It's just an old problem. There's not much of a problem. Just bear with it for a bit and it'll be over."

Hou Guoyan's elder brother was called Hou Guoyi. He casually waved his hand and his gaze fell on Zhang Yu wherever he went.

"Is this the doctor you were talking about who saved our father?" Hou Guoyi asked.

"Yes, yes, yes, that's him," Hou Guo smiled bravely as he introduced him to his brother, "His name is Zhang Yu, and he's a doctor at the Second People's Hospital in New South City. It was really thanks to him last time that our father was able to recover."

Whether intentionally or not, Hou said, "He looks really young!"

Zhang Yu hurriedly walked up and greeted, "Greetings, Uncle."

When Zhang Yu was conversing with them just now, Hou Guofong had instructed Zhang Yu not to always call him "Bureau Chief Hou" so that others would feel it was strange to just call him "Uncle".

Zhang Yu was not that old in the first place. Since even the hero of the Hou Kingdom had said so, there was no need for him to be too polite. On the contrary, it would make people feel that he was too eccentric.

Therefore, when Zhang Yu saw Hou Xiaoya's uncle, he followed Hou Xiaoyi and called Hou Guoyi uncle.

However, what Zhang Yu didn't expect was that this Hou Guoyi didn't seem to think much of him. In fact, he even had some prejudices against him.

"You don't learn well at such a young age, but you've already learnt to randomly build relationships with others. What a nice name to call you uncle!" Hou Guoyi did not look at Zhang Yu, but his words were clearly directed at Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu froze on the spot as the atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

Eldest Brother, what are you saying? Little Yang is very polite and calls you uncle. It's fine if you don't appreciate my kindness, but here you are, putting on some airs. This is your home, not your army.

When the old man saw this, he was extremely angry and immediately began lecturing the marquis.

Even in the face of his father's scolding, Hou Guoyi remained calm. He wore a cold face without any expression.