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Chapter 119 This Is Your Home
Zhang Yun saw the reactions of everyone in the living room and knew that the Sixth Master had already told them something in advance.

After exchanging a look with Mr. Six, he didn't say anything nonsense. He put the wooden box on the coffee table in the living room, went directly to the kitchen to get a bowl, and filled up half the bowl of warm water.

At this time, everyone in the living room was paying attention to the wooden box containing Ganoderma lucidum. Zhang Yun turned slightly sideways to avoid everyone's sight, and then quickly poured the longevity oral liquid into the warm water.

The longevity oral solution is transparent and looks like boiled water. If you pour it into warm water, you won't see anything abnormal.

Walking out with water, Zhang Yun opened the wooden box, took out a small piece of Ganoderma lucidum, slowly ground it into fine powder, and sprinkled it into the warm water mixed with the longevity oral liquid.

Until this moment, they had not spoken since they were worried about disturbing him since he came in. The people who only stared at him and the wooden box could not help but start asking questions:

"Xiaoyun, what is this?"

"Xiaoyun, can this thing really save the old man?"

"Little Cloud..."

Zhang Yun did not answer one by one, but said: "Uncle Hu, hurry up and feed Mr. Hu to drink it. Be careful when feeding him and don't waste it. Time waits for no one. As for whether it can be done? Do you have other ways? What?"

A leader is a leader after all. He will act decisively at critical moments. He nodded and thanked you: "Xiaoyun, thank you. No matter whether this thing succeeds or not, I will remember this favor."

Then he walked inside with the potion in hand and fed Mr. Hu little by little.

Although Mr. Hu didn't know what it was, he didn't reject his son's filial piety and swallowed it bit by bit.

After half a bowl of water was finished, Mr. Hu felt very sleepy and wanted to sleep. He thought he was going to die.

He didn't say anything more. Anyway, what needed to be explained was already explained. He slowly closed his eyes following the feeling and fell into a deep sleep.

His move shocked everyone who followed him, and they all thought he was gone. Their faces were full of sadness, their eyes were red, and the bowl in the leader's hand was unsteady and fell to the ground.

Zhang Yun was so frightened that his heartbeat slowed down a beat. If Mr. Hu just took the medicine he gave him and left, there would be no explanation.

Out of trust in the system, Zhang Yun began to carefully examine Mr. Hu's condition. He found that Mr. Hu's chest was rising and falling slightly, his breathing was steady, and his pale and lifeless face began to slowly return to normal. He was relieved.

He said, "Don't worry, Mr. Hu is just asleep. It's okay. It should be the body's protective mechanism that allows him to recover from his deep sleep."

Everyone was stunned for a moment in grief, and began to look at Mr. Hu carefully.

The leader beside the bed stretched out his trembling hand and reached towards Mr. Hu's nose. When he felt breathing, he said overjoyed: "My dad is fine!"

Zhang Yun said: "Let's go out first. Mr. Hu's body needs some time to recover, so let's not disturb him."

"Yes, yes, let's go out first. It won't do any good to wake him up at this time." The Sixth Master looked at Zhang Yun and agreed.

The leader calmed down a lot when he saw that the old man was breathing steadily, as if he was really going to get through this.

But he was still a little worried, so he apologized: "Uncles, Xiaoyun, you go to the living room to have a rest first. I really feel uneasy and want to watch the old man here, so I'll excuse you now."

Then he said to a young man next to him: "Ayong, please accompany your two grandpas and Xiaoyun for me."

This is his son, named Hu Shengyong. He is not here in the Magic City usually, and he just came back this afternoon.

The second master waved his hands and said: "No, no, we don't need to accompany you. It's time now. Why are you so polite? Look at him. Let's go sit in the living room for a while. If anything happens, come out and call us." He was also a little worried, so He didn't say he wanted to leave, but wanted to wait here for a while to see if the old monitor could really get better.

The leader did not insist. It would be better for his son to stay with his grandfather at this time. If anything unexpected happened, he could take a closer look.

In the living room, the Second Master asked Zhang Yun: "What was that thing you just gave the old squad leader to drink? Is it really useful?"

Before Zhang Yun could speak, the Sixth Master interrupted: "Second brother, don't ask questions at this time. Let's talk about it when we go home."

The Second Master looked at the Sixth Master with cloudy eyes, and the Sixth Master said again meaningfully: "Let's talk about it when we go home."

The Second Master knew his cousin of the same race and knew that this matter might not be that simple. He nodded slightly and did not ask about it again.

Instead, he fell silent and sat on the sofa, with a look of worry on his face.

Zhang Yun didn't know how to explain it. Mr. Hu didn't wake up, so nothing he said made much sense. Should the second master be worried or worried?

A few people sat quietly for a while. Zhang Yun was feeling a little hungry. He remembered that he hadn't eaten yet, and everyone probably hadn't eaten either, so he went out and sent a message to Peng Fangping outside, asking him to buy some food.

After sitting for more than 20 minutes, before Peng Fangping came back, the leader came out with a face full of surprise and said: "My dad is awake."

The second master suddenly stood up and asked in surprise: "Really? Let me go in and take a look."

As he was about to walk in, an old but energetic voice came from the room through the open door: "Haha, no need, I'll come out by myself."

"Dad, you just woke up, why don't you take a rest for a while." Another female voice said worriedly.

"It's okay, I'm feeling very well now." As he spoke, Mr. Hu had already gotten up and strode to the door, meeting the second master who was walking in.

"Haha, Old Hu, you look more energetic than me now. How do you feel?" The second master asked in surprise when he saw Mr. Hu's blushing face.

"Haha, I feel like I can still carry a gun and fight the Japanese!" Mr. Hu stretched his muscles and laughed.

"Humph, what are you talking about? If Xiaoyun hadn't given you the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum that he spent a lot of money to get, you would have gone down and continued fighting the Japanese with your brothers." The Sixth Master retorted.

Seeing Mr. Hu's current state, he had a deeper understanding of what Zhang Yun had mastered. He also understood why he was so worried about being found out. By saying this, he was actually telling Zhang Yun's lie and taking credit for him.

"What?! Thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum? Really?" Mr. Hu asked with a look of disbelief on his face.

This kind of thing has always been just a legend, but he has never heard of anyone actually seeing it. He didn't expect that he actually ate it, and was very shocked.

The Sixth Master nodded firmly and said: "Otherwise, do you think anything can keep you alive? You only have one breath left."

Before Mr. Hu could speak, the leader walked up to Zhang Yun and bowed to thank him.

He just bent down a little, and Zhang Yun, who reacted quickly, immediately stopped him and said, "Uncle Hu, don't do this, I can't stand it. Mr. Hu is my elder, and I should save him."

The leader patted Zhang Yun on the shoulder and said, "Yes, he is your elder, and this will also be your home from now on. Please come here often."

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