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

"Your Highness, Commandant Pang has contracted a fever and his high fever is not going down. It is likely caused by ulceration from his wound."

Jia Zhi walked out of Pang Xingji's military tent with a medicine box in his hand and his head down, but he was no longer as arrogant as he had been a few days ago.

The thought that his proud medical skills were inferior to those of a spendthrift son left Jia Zhi feeling resentful for a long time. Moreover, he could only watch helplessly as Pang Xingji burned himself to a crisp.

Therefore, he needs to reassess his medical skills.

Jiang Yunying's beautiful eyes were tightly closed, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

For some reason, she believed in Lin Ping's medical skills and had witnessed his efforts over the past few days.

Although she didn't understand what Lin Ping was doing, the thought of those complicated steps gave her a glimmer of hope.

“Your Highness, your son-in-law’s medical skills are indeed superb, but the wound has already ulcerated. Even a miracle worker couldn’t save the former captain’s life. You’d better make plans as soon as possible,” Jia Zhi said in a low voice.

He always had doubts about Lin Ping's medical skills. After all, the other party had no teacher or mentor, and his treatment methods were unprecedented. It was very likely that he was just putting on a show to scare people.

"Enough! If Doctor Jia is unable to help, please step down!"

Jiang Yunying revealed a hint of anger, perhaps to protect the reputation of the City Lord's Mansion, or perhaps because she saw Lin Ping's efforts. In any case, Jiang Yunying would not allow anyone to slander her husband, not even with a hint of doubt.

"That's right, you old dog, YOUCANYOUUP, NOCANNOBIBI!"

Lin Ping was holding an exquisite jade bottle when he overheard Jia Zhi slandering him.

Jia Zhi stumbled and fled as if avoiding a plague god. Naturally, he dared not argue with this vindictive son-in-law, lest he suffer the same fate as Qin Xiaohui.

Jiang Yunying blushed and asked in a low voice, "What does BIBI mean?"

Lin Ping explained in a serious tone, "BIBI means 'jijiwaiwai' (a Chinese idiom meaning 'whining and complaining'). My wife, come quick, the miracle drug has been invented!"

Lin Ping naturally took Jiang Yunying's hand and strode into Pang Xingji's military tent.

Jiang Yunying smiled coldly and secretly increased the pressure on Lin Ping's hand. Lin Ping grimaced in pain, regretting that he had taken advantage of Jiang Yunying.

Upon entering, Lin Ping found Pang Xingji curled up in agony on the wooden bed, his face flushed, beads of sweat the size of soybeans hanging from his forehead, and groaning in pain as if in a trance. He was probably barely conscious.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Lin Ping broke free from Jiang Yunying's clutches, only to find several finger marks on his palm. He hurriedly went to Pang Xingji.

"Brother Pang, Brother Pang!"

While feeling Pang Xingji's body temperature, Lin Ping tried to communicate with him.

The moment Lin Ping's palm touched the other person's forehead, he was startled, as if he had touched boiling water.

Lin Ping felt a pang of emotion. Even the strongest physique is vulnerable in the face of illness, and Pang Xingji was a living example of that.

This body temperature was far beyond the limits of human endurance, and the various enzymes in Pang Xingji's body had become ineffective. It was a miracle that he survived.

Jiang Yunying noticed Lin Ping's confusion and explained, "Brother Pang said that he would definitely keep his promise to you, and he would not die within three days."

Lin Ping felt another surge of emotion; this was the power of belief.

In Pang Xingji's eyes, this life was given to him by Lin Ping and no longer belonged to him. If the other party did not say he would take it back, he would have to keep it safe for Lin Ping.

Without saying a word, Lin Ping immediately cut open the cotton cloth covering Pang Xingji's wound, and a putrid smell filled the space.

It is clear that Pang Xingji's wound has become infected, and it looks like it has been infected for two days. His fever is also caused by the infection. It is a miracle that he has survived this long.

Lin Ping took out a scalpel and scraped away Pang Xingji's infected flesh again, then applied hemostatic medicine and disinfected it with alcohol.

Pang Xingji, already in a daze, let out a series of screams. Secondary injuries are not something an ordinary person can endure.

Lin Ping activated the microscopic function of his left eye and clearly observed that a large number of various bacteria were dying, which finally put his mind at ease.

In other words, the bacteria around the wound have been brought under control, and then it is immediately re-bandaged with sterilized cotton cloth.

Next, Lin Ping gave Pang Xingji penicillin.

Bacteria that have already entered the bloodstream require oral medication or intravenous injection. Due to limited resources, Lin Ping has not yet found a suitable intravenous syringe and can only choose oral medication.

Pang Xingji had never been exposed to penicillin before, and the bacteria in his body did not produce antibodies or mutate, so the effect of the first dose was excellent.

Lin Ping was certain that he had suppressed Pang Xingji's bacterial infection. The next step was to bring down his fever as soon as possible, as a continued fever could cause irreparable damage to his brain.

Lin Ping gestured for Jiang Yunying to leave for the time being, and then ordered Li Mingxuan and the others to strip Pang Xingji naked.

These men, unaware of Lin Ping's intentions, all wore lewd smiles. They stripped the other man naked, gave Lin Ping a wink, and thought to themselves, "We're really impressed, young master. Your taste is truly... truly unique!"

Lin Ping was busy pouring strong liquor and didn't pay any attention to what these guys were doing. When he saw the naked Pang Xingji, his eyes almost burned with anger, and he cursed, "Don't treat him! Just let him die! Isn't this blatant contempt?"

Lin Ping was almost in tears, blaming himself for being so useless and for falling far behind Pang Xingji.

Li Mingxuan and the others seemed to notice Lin Ping's embarrassment, and that's why they helped Pang Xingji put on his underwear.

Lin Ping dipped a piece of cotton into the wine jar and then kept wiping it on Pang Xingji's dark body.

This physical method had an excellent cooling effect. Before long, Pang Xingji's body temperature began to drop, and his dark red skin turned completely black.

"Da Niu, do you think the son-in-law is more handsome or Brother Pang?"

Lin Ping put down his work and asked softly.

Da Niu was startled and his whole body stiffened. His chrysanthemum-like face broke into a bright smile, and he said in a serious tone, "Of course, the son-in-law is more handsome!"

This guy's acting skills have improved, but Lin Ping was still not satisfied and continued to ask, "Tell the truth!"

Da Niu chuckled, immediately feeling a weight lift from his shoulders, and continued, "Commander Pang..."

"Hmm?" Lin Ping glared at Da Niu, giving him a chance to reform.

"Commander Hu is not as handsome as the son-in-law!"

Da Niu kept rubbing his chest with both hands, breaking out in a cold sweat.

"How could the captain possibly match the handsomeness of the son-in-law?"

Li Mingxuan patted his chest and said that he wished he could recite the entire "Zou Ji Advises King Qi to Accept Criticism" essay.

"Quoting classical texts, excellent, excellent."

Lin Ping nodded in satisfaction: "You must not say this to your wife ten times every day!"

Li Mingxuan slapped himself across the face, hating himself for being so foolish! Knowing Lin Ping as they did, how could they not understand the meaning behind those words?

In other words, from now on, they will have to risk their lives every day to tell Jiang Yunying ten times a day that the son-in-law is handsome, capable, and that they should hurry up and consummate their marriage...