Although Zhan Yun had saved the old master's life, for Han Yongtao, if Zhan Yun might harm the grand plans of the Han Family, he wouldn't mind sending Zhan Yun on his way.
There were no sentiments, only interests and the bigger picture in the eyes of Han Yongtao, the eldest son of the Han Family.
Yet, the old master of the Han Family gently raised his hand, "Zhan Yun will agree, I think he can't wait for us to keep the secret for him."
All three sons looked puzzled.
The old master then explained, "This young man, Zhan Yun, despite having such impressive medical skills, has endured humiliation at the Feng Family. He has always kept a low profile, surely he has his unspeakable motives."
Han Yongtao's expression eased slightly as he nodded in agreement, "That's right, I had someone look into Zhan Yun just now, and his patience is truly extraordinary..."
"Oh? Do tell," said the old master of the Han Family, quite interested in Zhan Yun.
Han Yongtao pondered before continuing, "Zhan Yun has always concealed himself. Even when his daughter was poisoned, he didn't react and instead borrowed money from his mother-in-law. It wasn't until his daughter's critical moment that he made a move, which shows how deeply he conceals himself."
"And this time, if it hadn't been for that girl Xia Qu, Zhan Yun probably wouldn't have stepped in to save my father," he added.
Upon hearing this, the old master nodded slightly, "Since Zhan Yun has gone to great lengths to hide his abilities, he would undoubtedly be more than willing for us to keep his secret."
At this moment, in the minds of the old master and the eldest son of the Han Family, Zhan Yun had already been labeled as a man of "deep scheming."
However, the second and third sons of the Han Family were somewhat skeptical. At this time, Han Yonghua, the second son, spoke uncertainly, "I think Zhan Yun doesn't have such scheming..."
The old master chuckled heartily, "Whether he has such scheming or not, we will know after a test."
"A test? How so?" Han Yonghua inquired.
The old master lay half-reclined on the hospital bed, squinting his eyes without answering Han Yonghua, and instead said leisurely, "Call everyone who knows about my illness here."
...
Not long after, several hospital leaders, Xia Qu, Zhan Yun, and some nurses all appeared inside the ward.
Han Yongtao directly took out a bunch of red envelopes, each one bulging.
While handing out red envelopes to everyone, Han Yongtao said with a smirk that was neither warm nor genuinely friendly, "Ladies and gentlemen, my father's recovery is a great joyous occasion. Please do not refuse."
If a regular patient's family member offered a red envelope, perhaps no one would dare to accept it.
But no one dares to refuse a red envelope from the Han Family.
All the doctors and nurses received red envelopes, and so did Zhan Yun and An'an, each receiving a substantial one.
An'an, very obedient, immediately handed her red envelope to Zhan Yun, the child not daring to handle money.
Zhan Yun pinched the two red envelopes in his hand, feeling their heaviness, at least twenty thousand.
Although Zhan Yun seemed unmoved on the surface, he was very pleased inside; he had never had more than five hundred in his pocket during his three years of toil at the Feng Family.
Now, he was actually holding twenty thousand in his hands, which could buy An'an so much delicious food.
At this point, Zhan Yun couldn't help but reflect on the generosity of the Han Family from Peiyang City, finding the casual way they handed out red envelopes to be very much in line with their style.
In reality, the structure of Peiyang City was quite clear, with the Chaoran Family at the pinnacle, the Han Family, almost owning half of the city.
Then there were four first-tier families and eight second-tier families, which between them accounted for a quarter of all of Peiyang City's resources.
The remaining quarter of Peiyang City was what most ordinary people shared among themselves.
Thus, in the local area, Peiyang City had another name: the City of the Han Family.
Feng Family, into which Zhan Yun had married, was merely one of the eight second-tier families, with no real comparison to the Han Family.
The Han Family, that was the true overlord of this city.
Of course, Zhan Yun was also aware of something else: as generous as the Han Family's red envelopes were, they were likely not so easy to keep.