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

"Master, I'm so sorry. I failed to protect Xuanji Hall and my mistress." Zhao Ritian suddenly opened his eyes, tears streaming down his face.

He's a real man; he's never cried, no matter how wronged he's been. But this time, he actually cried out loud.

With his arms wrapped around the headboard, he struggled to move his shattered body and said angrily, "I'm going to find that bastard Ye Liangchen and take back Xuanjitang."

Even though he's injured like this, he still wants to take back Xuanjitang.

Lin Ping was truly at a loss for words, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"Take it back? How? This Xuanji Hall was never ours to begin with," Lin Ping explained.

Xuanji Hall was lent to Lin Ping by Jile Hall. Now that it has gained fame, it's time to discard it after it has served its purpose.

Zhao Ritian was speechless; he knew that Lin Ping was right.

"Hmph, that ungrateful bastard Ye Liangchen actually stole my mentor's medical book." Zhao Ritian was so angry he almost vomited blood.

It is only natural for Jiletang to take back Xuanjitang, there is nothing to argue about, it's just that Lin Ping didn't take charge of it himself back then to save trouble.

What angered Zhao Ritian was not this matter, but Ye Liangchen's betrayal. This guy, relying on learning a few of Lin Ping's prescriptions, actually started practicing medicine at Xuanjitang.

Seeing his smug look, Zhao Ritian was so angry he almost vomited blood.

In addition, he also stole several medical books from Lin Ping, which were priceless treasures.

These things might be priceless treasures to others, but to Lin Ping, they were no different from cabbages.

Was his ability to bring the dead back to life really due to those few medical books?

He relied on his superhuman abilities!

Ye Liangchen isn't the main character, so he can't possibly have any special abilities. He'll cause trouble sooner or later.

"Lie here and don't move. I'll set your bones," Lin Ping said seriously.

Zhao Ritian was already a cripple and had never thought there was any possibility of recovery, nor did he have much hope. The reason he was excited was because he would soon be able to witness Lin Ping's superb medical skills.

"Little Li, go and exchange all this thousand taels of silver for gold, and then tell the blacksmith to forge twelve gold nails!" Lin Ping emptied all the money he had on him. He regretted spending too much recently, and at least he still had eight or ten thousand taels left.

Clearly, Lin Ping wanted to insert steel nails into Zhao Ritian's nails, but unfortunately, he couldn't find titanium alloy, so he had to use the more advanced gold instead.

Li Mingxuan was somewhat puzzled, but he still quickly did as instructed.

Lin Ping first removed the wooden board tied to Zhao Ritian's legs, then cut open his trouser legs and inserted silver needles soaked in anesthetic into both sides of his thighs to achieve an anesthetic effect.

"The girls should go out for a bit." Lin Ping dismissed Zhou Xiyin and the others to avoid making them feel disgusted.

Before long, Li Mingxuan came running in, panting, carrying twelve glowing golden nails. He found Lin Ping had cut open Zhao Ritian's flesh with a knife.

Lin Ping had excellent eyesight and perfectly avoided severing major arteries, without even cutting some of the larger capillaries.

Even so, bright red blood still flowed out.

Li Mingxuan felt nauseous and almost vomited up all the food he had eaten a few days ago.

Zhao Ritian's brows furrowed even more deeply, clearly indicating that the anesthesia was not working well. Despite the pain that made him break out in a cold sweat, he still watched Lin Ping's surgery intently.

The stark white bones were soon exposed, the upper and lower sections completely misaligned.

"Bear it!"

After speaking, Lin Ping forcefully put the two bones back together.

Ah!

Even though he had been given a preventative injection beforehand, Zhao Ritian still screamed repeatedly, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans rolled down his face.

Li Mingxuan, who was helping out, finally couldn't resist any longer. The food was already in his mouth, but he forced it down.

Next, Lin Ping used six gold nails to fix the bone that had closed again, and finally used needle and thread to sew the skin and flesh back together. He then applied alcohol to the wound for disinfection and bandaged it with a white cloth.

In this way, the internal fixation is completed. The external fixation is relatively simple, and it also uses two wooden boards.

After completing the surgery on one side, Lin Ping did not stop. He immediately cut open the skin and flesh of the other leg, much faster than before.

After completing the task on both legs, which took a full half hour, Lin Ping was so exhausted that he collapsed onto the ground by the window.

After the surgery, the muscle spasms in Zhao Ritian's thigh stopped. Although the pain hadn't subsided, he was able to move with difficulty.

"Can my leg really get better?" Zhao Ritian asked with a hopeful expression.

Even if he wasn't afraid of death, he was afraid of being bedridden for the rest of his life. As a medical apprentice, he knew some medical skills and had already sentenced himself to death.

Lin Ping gave him renewed hope.

"Of course, you don't even trust Master Ping's medical skills?" Lin Ping replied weakly.

"Master Ping is a miracle doctor; he can even turn bones into health. Don't be so naive about my little leg injury." Li Mingxuan chuckled, not forgetting to flatter him even at this moment.

He increasingly felt that he had made the right choice, and that he could truly learn knowledge by following Master Ping.

People like Ye Liangchen, who become complacent after learning only a little bit, will not achieve much.

"Would you like to learn my medical skills?" Lin Ping suddenly asked.

Zhao Ritian immediately became interested; if his leg injury hadn't been so severe, he probably would have already knelt down and kowtowed.

"Yes! I dream about it!" Zhao Ritian nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

He knew that Lin Ping had kept a secret, a medical skill that was difficult for ordinary people to learn, and now he was going to pass it on to him, which was a great honor.

"I'll teach you when you can walk, but let me make one thing clear beforehand: you must believe everything I teach you without question," Lin Ping said seriously.

To learn modern medicine, one must understand scientific knowledge, which is contrary to ancient feudal ideas.

Therefore, he wanted to brainwash Zhao Ritian.

"I believe it, I believe it so much! I would believe it even if Master Ping said the earth is round!" Zhao Ritian nodded frantically again.

Lin Ping stared at Zhao Ritian, speechless, and nodded to himself, "The earth really is round..."

"When did the earth become round? I think you've worn your brain out." Zhou Xiyin held a bowl of hot porridge and looked at Lin Ping with concern.

His wife has spoken, how dare he argue back?

He just kept giving Zhao Ritian meaningful glances, meaning: the earth really is round, you have to believe me.

Women are never reasonable creatures, so Lin Ping didn't need to explain things to her in a heated argument; in the end, he would be the one who suffers.

After drinking the hot porridge, Lin Ping regained a lot of strength.

He's been running around non-stop these past few days, and his eyes have gotten darker. Coupled with this exhausting surgery, he's really struggling to keep up.

"Why haven't I seen my father-in-law?" Lin Ping asked curiously after regaining some of his energy.

According to Li Mingxuan, the Zhou family mansion has already been sold, and Zhou Yecheng should return to the old mansion with them.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Xiyin's tears fell again, her voice choked with sobs as she said, "Father can't accept this fact. In addition, he is stubborn by nature and says that he will live and die with the Zhou family. As long as the brokers come to take back the house, he will kill himself."