Making you a son-in-law is not about making you conquer the world.

A doctor's greatest happiness is seeing patients recover. Although Lin Ping was unsure of the treatment's effectiveness, at least it wouldn't get worse.

Overall, the surgery was very successful and helped Lin Ping overcome his psychological barriers.

Seeing that Wang Xiao'e's eyes had stopped bleeding and the condition of her eye muscles was similar to what he had expected, Lin Ping felt an immense sense of satisfaction.

This was even more exciting than when he fought on the battlefield in his previous lives.

Lin Ping plopped down on the ground, a smile playing on his lips, unable to suppress a laugh.

His laughter quickly reached outside the door, shocking Li Mingxuan and the others who were eavesdropping.

Because the anesthetic effect of Mafeisan was slightly weaker, and Lin Ping dared not use too much medicine, Wang Xiao'e could only moan softly throughout the entire process.

Li Mingxuan and the others were unaware that Lin Ping was performing surgery on Wang Xiao'e. Their minds had become corrupted, and small images were even appearing in their heads.

In addition, the surgery took a long time, which made Da Niu very excited.

"I won in a full fifteen minutes, take the money!"

Da Niu smiled broadly and reached out his hand.

Li Mingxuan looked dejected, reluctantly took out ten coins, and muttered to himself, "This shouldn't be. Granny Zhang clearly said that the young master could only last for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. Could it be that the tonic Bi Lian has taken effect?"

He remembered that Lin Ping and Xiao Hui only had a few moments together last time, and the whole story had spread throughout the city lord's mansion, so it couldn't be fake.

Lin Ping's performance this time was significantly better than normal, by several times.

He suspected that Lin Ping was just putting on medication to tough it out.

Inside the room, Lin Ping, who was slumped on the ground, was still laughing maniacally, unaware that Li Mingxuan and the others had wagered their stamina, and that only Da Niu had bet the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

After calming down a bit, Lin Ping removed the silver needles from Wang Xiao'e's body.

Wang Xiao'e gradually regained consciousness and unconsciously let out a few low moans.

Upon hearing this sound, the jaws of the people outside the door nearly dropped to the floor.

"Here we go again, son-in-law, you're still doing alright!"

Li Mingxuan said anxiously.

"Place your bets! Place your bets!"

The group raised their bets again, and they all noticed Lin Ping.

But this time, Lin Ping disappointed everyone; in just a few words, the atmosphere in the room returned to normal.

"you're free."

Lin Ping carefully helped Wang Xiao'e up and said solemnly.

"free?"

Wang Xiao'e was somewhat confused.

She was bought by Lin Pinghua for one hundred taels of silver.

Logically speaking, something should definitely have to be paid for.

Lin Ping not only didn't lay a hand on her, but even took the initiative to perform surgery on her.

Although she didn't understand the purpose of the surgery, she could guess from Lin Ping's focused expression that he was treating her.

Wang Xiao'e really couldn't understand what rich people were thinking.

They have long since transcended the constraints of vulgarity and are now playing tricks that the poor cannot understand.

"Yes, you are free. You can leave the city lord's mansion at any time, but remember to remove the bandages in seven days. You may be able to see again."

Lin Ping replied earnestly once again.

He forcibly brought Wang Xiao'e back to the city lord's mansion for two reasons: first, to prove his own playboy ways, and second, to help her cure her nearsightedness.

Now that both objectives have been achieved, Lin Ping no longer wants to control the other party's freedom.

Although Wang Xiao'e was blind, her hearing was exceptionally sharp, and she clearly heard every word Lin Ping spoke.

Lin Ping actually said that her eyes could regain their sight?

This is the greatest kindness in the world.

As a result, Wang Xiao'e felt embarrassed.

It felt like something was missing inside me.

She didn't want to owe Lin Ping anything.

Wang Xiao'e asked in a low voice, "Does the young master have any other requests?"

In Wang Xiao'e's view, Lin Ping must have been after her beauty, since he had helped her father heal his leg injury and then spent one hundred taels of silver to buy her.

If Lin Ping did something to her at this moment, she wouldn't refuse.

For her, what money buys is always a transaction, while what she gets in return is genuine willingness.

Her words left Lin Ping speechless.

To be honest, he does have that need.

But if the other party only said they were shipping the goods to repay a debt of gratitude, Lin Ping would feel that he was taking advantage of their vulnerability.

Neither of them was happy.

To dispel that idea, Lin Ping deliberately put on a lewd expression and chuckled, "So, you're offering yourself willingly..."

Yeah...

Wang Xiao'e let out a soft moan, which startled her so much that her face turned pale. She ran away in a panic, luckily heading in the right direction, otherwise she might have really run into the wall.

After she ran out of the room, she almost bumped into Li Mingxuan and the others.

"Excuse me..."

Wang Xiao'e made a soft sound, then slipped away, holding onto the wall with both hands.

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

Upon seeing Wang Xiao'e, Li Mingxuan clicked his tongue and kept exclaiming, "The son-in-law really knows how to have fun; he even blindfolded her."

Lin Ping walked out with a gloomy face, glared at Li Mingxuan, and slowly said, "This little wench has paid off her debts and is free from now on. She can choose to leave or stay. Little Li, take her back to the south room first."

"Of course it's all paid off. The man can only walk with his hands on the wall. The son-in-law is amazing!"

Li Mingxuan gave Lin Ping a thumbs up and said with a face full of admiration.

Lin Ping immediately understood what this meant, a murderous glint flashing in his eyes as he angrily shouted, "Are you itching for a beating, kid? Still standing here in the cold!"

Seeing Lin Ping angry, Li Mingxuan was startled and dared not linger. He quickly saw Wang Xiao'e off.

"Young master, we're just passing through, we'll be leaving now..."

Da Niu and the others also took the opportunity to slip away, naturally because they were afraid that Lin Ping would find out that they had gambled with him.

Meanwhile, the lights were still on in the east wing.

Jiang Yunyu's body trembled from time to time, and his expression was gloomy and uncertain.

"If the young master can't even bear this little bit of pain, what will he do in the future?"

A middle-aged man applied medicine to Jiang Yunyu while speaking with a stern face.

"Are you saying that I, the young master, will be beaten again in the future?"

Jiang Yunyu wasn't stupid; he understood the unspoken meaning behind the other party's words.

"That's for sure. As long as Lin Ping stays in the City Lord's Mansion, the young master will not escape being beaten."

The middle-aged man answered with a gloomy face.

Upon hearing the name Lin Ping, Jiang Yunyu clenched his fists, his teeth itching with hatred.

"The reason why the young master was beaten the day before yesterday was because the city lord had no choice but to let Lin Ping marry into the family, thus feeling guilty towards the princess, and therefore took his anger out on the young master."

The middle-aged man added.

"The reason why the young master was beaten today is because of Lin Ping. He was just lucky and the city lord mistook him for an outstanding person, so he thought you were incompetent and took his anger out on the young master."

The middle-aged man's words were absolutely true; they struck a chord with the city lord, clearly indicating that he was a trusted confidant of the city lord's mansion.

"Lin Ping! It was all your fault after all!"

Jiang Yunyu slammed his chubby little fist on the table, his anger overshadowing the pain.

Seeing that Jiang Yunyu was about to explode, the middle-aged man revealed a malicious smile and continued to add fuel to the fire, saying, "Just now I saw Xiaohui come out of Lin Ping's room with red eyes. I suppose that scoundrel forced Xiaohui to do something she didn't want to do..."

"enough!"

Jiang Yunyu could no longer hold back. He grabbed a leather whip and stormed out of the room.

Xiao Hui was the woman he loved, but now she had not only become Lin Ping's concubine, but was also crying her eyes out in grievance. Any man would find it hard to swallow this insult.

"Lin Ping, I'm going to kill you!" Jiang Yunyu gritted his teeth and rushed towards Lin Ping's room, his fingers cracking as he gripped the whip tightly, wishing he could beat Lin Ping into a pulp.

"Lin Ping, get out here!" Jiang Yunyu kicked open Lin Ping's door and barged in without permission.

Lin Ping was packing up his surgical tools when he heard the angry shout and was immediately taken aback, thinking to himself, "This guy doesn't have good intentions!"

He had long known that the chubby boy had some issues with him, and given that the boy had been beaten up in the past two days, it was only a matter of time before he came to settle scores with him.

Before Lin Ping could react, Jiang Yunyu had already stepped over the screen, his leather whip aimed at Lin Ping, about to fall.

Lin Ping wasn't afraid at all. He kept his back to Jiang Yunyu and held the scalpel he had just used in surgery in his hand.

Jiang Yunyu was slightly taken aback. He felt that Lin Ping's reaction was a bit unusual, and he kept muttering to himself.

Neither of them spoke, and the entire space seemed frozen. Just when the atmosphere was at its most tense, Lin Ping suddenly turned around, revealing a ferocious face. The knife in his hand gleamed red under the light, and the bloodstains on it were clearly visible.

Jiang Yunyu was immediately startled, his mouth agape, and he stammered, "Blood...you killed someone!"

Lin Ping swiftly covered Jiang Yunyu's mouth, his face growing even darker, and whispered, "Shh...don't speak!"

While performing this action, Lin Ping deliberately pressed his sword against Jiang Yunyu's chest.

The chubby boy was almost crying with fear. The whip fell limply to the ground, and he nodded mechanically, as if to say: Don't worry, I won't dare to speak loudly.

Seeing the other person's obedient appearance, Lin Ping almost burst out laughing, thinking to himself:

He's still just a greenhorn; he's far from being able to compete with Master Xu.

Jiang Yunyu is, after all, the heir of the city lord's mansion and also his brother-in-law. There are some things he can't do too much of, and he might even have to rely on him to swindle money from the city lord's mansion.

Lin Ping took two steps back, fiddling with the knife in his hand.

Jiang Yunyu's heart nearly jumped out of his throat. After a long while, he mustered his courage and asked tremblingly, "Brother-in-law, did you kill someone?"

Not only did their voices become quieter, but their attitudes also became more proper, which pleased Lin Ping.

"Hmph! He deserves to die! He cursed me behind my back three years ago, and it's only because I, Lin Ping, am still alive that I'm still alive!"

Lin Ping kept his head down, glancing at Jiang Yunyu out of the corner of his eye every now and then, before asking, "What brings you here to see your brother-in-law? And why are you carrying a whip?"

Jiang Yunyu was so frightened that he trembled like a leaf, and his chubby little feet deftly kicked the leather whip behind him.

You, Lin Ping, are ruthless! You'd kill someone just for insulting you behind your back. If I, Jiang Yunyu, openly provoke you with a whip, wouldn't I be chopped into mincemeat?