There were eight people in the courtyard. In the center, an old man sat on a chair, smiling as he spoke with Zhang Keqin.

Just judging by the setup, it was clear this elder must be Elder Qi.

Zhao Min was the first to step out of the car. Upon exiting, he immediately went to Zhang Yang’s vehicle. By this time, everyone in the courtyard had noticed the arrival of the two new cars.

“Elder Qi, Zhang Yang has arrived. You can rest assured letting him treat you!”

Zhang Keqin bent slightly, offering a smile to the old man as he spoke. Everyone in the courtyard turned to look outward; aside from Zhang Keqin and Cai Zhelang, curiosity was etched on everyone else's face.

Elder Qi was no exception.

Elder Qi was seventy-three this year. As the old saying goes, ‘seventy-three, eighty-four, the King of Hell won’t take you,’ which implies these ages are difficult thresholds for the elderly to cross.

Elder Qi was exactly at this age, and on top of that, a serious illness was diagnosed at the beginning of the year, causing his family immense worry.

Not long ago, the Qi family had heard that Elder Qiao was critically ill, and they couldn't help but sigh with sympathy. Elder Qiao was of the same generation as Elder Qi, even slightly younger, yet the sudden onset of severe illness had struck.

When Elder Qiao was gravely ill, Elder Qi had shown extreme concern for his condition, inquiring about it almost daily.

Later, upon learning that Elder Qiao was beyond saving, Elder Qi had been deeply saddened, lamenting to his children that another old friend was about to depart, wondering if he would be the next.

Just as Elder Qi was waiting for the news of Elder Qiao’s funeral, unexpected tidings arrived.

Elder Qiao, whom renowned doctors at home and abroad had given up on saving, was miraculously brought back to health by a young, divine physician, completely cured.

This news stunned not only Elder Qi but also everyone around him. Elder Qi’s descendants immediately began inquiring about the identity of this young miracle doctor.

In the course of their inquiries, they unexpectedly learned that Wu Yan, the granddaughter of Elder Wu, had also been treated by this young divine physician. Although she wasn't fully cured, her condition had significantly eased, giving her several more years to live.

Elder Wu was not in politics, but he was highly renowned in the country, and the illness of his granddaughter was known to many.

These two cases convinced the Qi family without hesitation. After learning about Zhang Yang’s connection to Zhang Keqin, they immediately approached Zhang Keqin, asking for his help in inviting Zhang Yang to examine their patriarch and see if there was any hope for a complete cure.

This led to the subsequent arrangement where Zhang Keqin met with Zhang Yang.

Elder Qi nodded toward Zhang Keqin. He didn't speak, merely looking outward with curiosity.

He, too, wanted to see what Zhang Yang, the one praised as a divine physician for saving his old friend, actually looked like.

“Zhang Yang, we’re here!”

Seeing Zhang Yang hadn't gotten out of the car, Zhao Min couldn't help but tap on the window and whisper softly.

“I know, wait a moment for me!”

Zhang Yang rolled down the window slightly and replied softly. Zhao Min glanced at him with some concern, then nodded in agreement.

If Zhang Keqin weren't here, everything would be fine, but with Zhang Keqin present, Zhang Yang truly worried that that emotion might rebound. He needed to make some preparations now.

Fortunately, he was currently in the car, and Zhang Keqin was in the courtyard. As long as he didn't deliberately look, that feeling wouldn't surge back intensely.

The people in the courtyard were also filled with curiosity now.

Zhang Yang had arrived for a full minute but still hadn't exited the car, remaining inside. Qi Zhengguo, Elder Qi’s son, slowly approached Zhang Keqin.

“Keqin, what’s going on here?”

Qi Zhengguo had a strong, square face and stood about one meter seventy-eight tall, appearing resolute. He currently worked in Beijing. His rank wasn't as high as Zhang Keqin's, but his authority was considerable, and being younger than Zhang Keqin, he possessed brighter prospects for development.

“I don’t know. I’ll go check!”

Zhang Keqin was also somewhat puzzled. He shook his head slightly and prepared to step out to see the situation.

“Let me go instead!” Cai Zhelang, standing nearby, heard their exchange and preemptively stepped out.

Cai Zhelang had already rushed out, so Zhang Keqin had no choice but to stand there, waiting for the result of Cai Zhelang’s inquiry.

Qi Zhengguo simply nodded. He knew the relationship between his cousin’s nephew and Zhang Yang; Cai Zhelang had provided much of Zhang Yang’s background information initially. The Cai family’s specific arrangement for him to be present this time was partly for this reason.

“Zhang Yang, what’s the matter? You’re here, why aren’t you getting out?”

Cai Zhelang didn't knock on the door but directly opened the rear door and slid inside. Zhang Yang was currently in the driver’s seat, with Long Feng in the passenger seat.

Only Long Feng knew the real reason Zhang Yang wasn't coming out.

“I’m a bit agitated. I need to calm my emotions down!”

Zhang Yang shook his head with a wry smile. He certainly couldn’t tell Cai Zhelang that his father was here, and he dared not meet him.

“Agitated? Stop joking, Zhang Yang. Hurry up and come down, everyone is waiting for you!”

Cai Zhelang appeared even more surprised, clearly not believing Zhang Yang’s words, and urged him again.

Zhang Yang thought for a moment before turning back to Cai Zhelang and saying, “I really am a bit agitated. Seeing things this way won’t lead to good results for treatment. How about this: ask Elder Qi to go inside first. Find a quiet room with no one else present. When I begin the consultation, only you and Long Feng can accompany me; no one else is allowed in!”

“A room is fine, but only us few? Can my uncle also come in?”

This time, Cai Zhelang didn't suspect anything, merely showing slight confusion. He had only witnessed Zhang Yang treat someone at the scene of a car accident; he had never seen Zhang Yang examine anyone else at any other time.

“Yes, at most the two of you. No more than that!”

Zhang Yang immediately nodded. His request was solely to avoid Zhang Keqin. With Zhang Keqin present, he wouldn't be able to treat anyone; he would only be suppressing his negative emotions.

“Alright, I’ll arrange it right away!”

Seeing Zhang Yang agree, Cai Zhelang didn't overthink things and immediately stepped out of the car.

Watching Cai Zhelang freely enter and exit Zhang Yang's car, Zhao Min felt a twinge of envy. However, Zhao Min understood that this person must know Zhang Yang.

Seeing that this person seemed to be affiliated with Elder Qi’s side, Zhao Min felt a wave of admiration for Zhang Yang—what kind of connections did he have?

When Cai Zhelang returned alone, Zhang Keqin and the others frowned.

Upon hearing Cai Zhelang’s request, Zhang Keqin was stunned for a moment, then his frown deepened even further.

He could sense that Zhang Yang’s demand was intended to avoid him; Zhang Yang did not want to see him.

“Zhengguo, a quiet environment is also better for medical consultation. Zhang Yang has this habit!”

Zhang Keqin turned back, a smile returning to his face, and spoke first to Qi Zhengguo. Qi Zhengguo had been hesitating, but upon hearing Zhang Keqin’s words, he immediately stopped debating and nodded in agreement.

The people around Elder Qi immediately began preparing a room. Zhang Keqin said no more, simply standing there accompanying Elder Qi.

Soon, the room was ready. Qi Zhengguo personally escorted Elder Qi inside first. Only then did Cai Zhelang rush over to invite Zhang Yang.

Seeing that everyone had entered the room, Zhang Yang finally stepped out of the car.

Everyone standing in the courtyard, aside from Zhang Keqin, was seeing Zhang Yang for the first time. Upon seeing how young he truly was, everyone appeared extremely surprised.

The previous investigation reports suggested Zhang Yang was still a student; many hadn't believed it. Now, seeing his appearance, they had no choice but to accept it.

Zhang Yang walked in front, followed closely by Cai Zhelang, with Long Feng trailing behind, holding Lightning. Zhao Min, who had been waiting for Zhang Yang to exit the car, could only follow reluctantly at the very end.

He looked a bit aggrieved; he had been waiting there specifically to escort Zhang Yang in, only for Zhang Yang to get out without even acknowledging him.

As he passed through the courtyard, Zhang Yang didn't turn his head once, acting as if he hadn't seen Zhang Keqin.

Zhang Keqin’s gaze carried a trace of dimness. His guess was correct; Zhang Yang was indeed avoiding him.

“Boss!”

Zhao Min walked up to Zhang Keqin and called out softly.

“I’m fine. You wait here; I’m heading back first. Notify me if anything happens!”

Zhang Keqin waved his hand, leaving Zhao Min behind, and departed himself. He had already greeted Elder Qi earlier and didn't need to say farewell again.

His work was demanding, and he had taken time out of his schedule to come. Since Zhang Yang had arrived, there was no longer a need for him to linger.

His personal attendance, followed by leaving his secretary behind, was enough to demonstrate the importance he placed on this matter.

Zhang Yang finally let out a small sigh of relief once inside the room.

As he passed through the courtyard, his emotions had indeed fluctuated again, but the fluctuation was minor, well within his control, and it subsided once he was past the courtyard.

This indicated that Zhang Keqin still exerted a significant influence on him, and until this issue was resolved, he needed to avoid direct contact with Zhang Keqin.

“Mr. Zhang, hello. My father and I have heard about your situation. Many people highly praise your miraculous, life-restoring medical skills!”

Qi Zhengguo politely shook Zhang Yang’s hand, showing no contempt despite his youth.

However, deep down, he had certainly marveled at Zhang Yang’s age and harbored some doubt. Zhang Yang was too young; it was hard to believe such profound medical skill could be possessed at this age.

“Please rest assured, for any patient of mine, I will give my all!”

Zhang Yang smiled. With his mood settled, he had no other concerns and immediately walked to Elder Qi’s side.

Elder Qi was lying on a recliner. A chair had already been placed beside the recliner, reserved for Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang took his seat without ceremony.

Instead of immediately taking the pulse, Zhang Yang studied Elder Qi closely. As he observed the elder, Elder Qi was observing him too.

After only a short while, Zhang Yang’s brow twitched.

Elder Qi was over seventy, his hair completely white, though he had dyed it black, making him look more spirited.

Elder Qi’s face was deeply lined, with some age spots, and his eyes were slightly clouded, yet his gaze was sharp.

This was a common trait among the older generation; they had all held high positions in the past, possessing their own inherent authority, which, even in retirement, persisted—this aura of command remained.

After observing for a while, Zhang Yang reached out and took Elder Qi’s arm, placing his fingers over the radial artery.

After only a brief examination, Zhang Yang’s brow furrowed again, and he stared intently at Elder Qi.

In fact, before agreeing to Zhang Keqin’s request, Zhang Yang had already guessed that the illness requiring his consultation would not be a minor ailment. As expected, this illness proved even more complex than Zhang Yang had initially envisioned.

………… Fourth update, Chapter 100 bonus update, Chapter Forty-Eight. More to come!