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

Lin Ping glanced at the silver note and accepted it without hesitation, believing that Meng Yang's life was worth ten thousand taels of silver.

The Minister of Rites sneered inwardly. His initial respect for Lin Ping had diminished somewhat; he really was a vulgar man, the kind who would be greedy for money.

Even so, he was willing to befriend Lin Ping.

Birth, aging, sickness, and death are the natural course of life. No matter how rich or powerful you are, you will eventually be subject to this fate. If you were to meet a miracle doctor who could save you in a time of crisis, that would be an incredible opportunity, and he would certainly not let it pass him by.

"This entire ten thousand taels of silver will be used to buy medicine, and then we will provide free medical treatment to the people," Lin Ping continued.

The Minister of Rites was stunned. This was ten thousand taels of silver, an amount that many families couldn't earn in a lifetime.

With this money, he can be assured of a life free from financial worries.

He didn't look wealthy, and he wasn't dressed in fine silks or satins, so why wasn't he tempted by ten thousand taels of silver?

I don't understand, I don't understand.

The Minister of Rites shook his head repeatedly, but his attitude towards Lin Ping became even more respectful.

"The divine physician is truly a benevolent person who saves lives." The Minister of Rites flattered, "Since the divine physician is indifferent to money, there should be some reward, otherwise I, Meng, will not be able to eat or sleep in peace."

Officials are most afraid of owing favors, and even more afraid of being caught red-handed.

He couldn't wait to repay this kindness.

"There is something, but you don't need to do it." Lin Ping walked to Zhang Dechou's side with a smile, bent down and lifted his chin, and said coldly, "Dr. Zhang, you really shouldn't have broken Xiaotian's legs. I will repay you tenfold."

These words stunned everyone. What kind of person could speak of such a vicious thing so lightly?

That's the kind of person Lin Ping is.

Zhang Dechou had already fainted, but he had just woken up after hearing Meng Yang's crying, only to hear this terrible news.

"Hmph, this scoundrel is impersonating a divine doctor, harming himself and others. He should have died long ago," the Minister of Rites said angrily, clearly supporting Lin Ping.

It means, "Go ahead and fight, I'll take responsibility if anyone dies."

"Xiao Chen, come here for a second." Lin Ping beckoned to Ye Liangchen, his gaze somewhat complicated.

He had treated Ye Liangchen well, but he never expected to be betrayed by him.

This also proves a point: the only people who can hurt Master Ping are those around him.

Ye Liangchen walked over tremblingly. He had no face to beg Lin Ping for forgiveness and only hoped that he wouldn't die too tragically.

"Punish me as you please, I will not flinch." Ye Liangchen knelt on the ground, showing a certain backbone.

"Good, very good." Lin Ping nodded in satisfaction, his coldness growing even stronger. "Then I will punish you by making you break Zhang Dechou's legs."

Making enemies kill each other is Lin Ping's usual tactic.

It's illegal to hit someone, and even with the Minister of Rites backing him up, he wouldn't do such a thing; he's a law-abiding citizen.

Ye Liangchen was taken aback at first, then resolutely raised the wooden stick.

To be honest, he also disliked Zhang Dechou. If he hadn't been forced by Zhang, he wouldn't have betrayed Lin Ping.

He was devastated when he watched helplessly as Zhang Dechou broke Zhao Ritian's legs, and tears streamed down his face.

Now I've figured it out: one should be upright and honest, and even if one has unspeakable hardships, one should not be taken advantage of by petty people.

"Don't rush to do it, let me explain in detail." Lin Ping stopped Ye Liangchen and continued, "Break his legs inch by inch, starting from the soles of his feet and all the way to the top of his thighs."

Everyone gasped, utterly shocked by Lin Ping's ruthless methods. This was ten or even a hundred times more painful than having his legs broken, and there was absolutely no chance of it healing.

Ye Liangchen's pupils contracted as he exerted all his strength.

Click!

Zhang Dechou's feet were smashed to pieces, and his whole body trembled on the ground.

Next, the ankle broke, then the calf, then the knee...

Each time the wooden stick fell, it was accompanied by a scream like a pig being slaughtered.

The broken bones pierced the flesh, and bright red blood spread along the floor. Zhang Dechou's legs were a bloody mess, even turning into a puddle of mud, and his pale face was completely bloodless.

Whoohoo!

Ye Liangchen's eyes were bloodshot, perhaps stimulated by the blood, or perhaps an outburst of all the anger in his heart.

Suddenly, tears streamed down his cheeks, and he choked out through gritted teeth, "Mother, please don't blame your child. I just want to be an upright person."

"Ye Liangchen, you will pay the price for this. Your frail mother will die because she can't afford medicine." Zhang Dechou suddenly burst into laughter, his face particularly ferocious.

"Fuck you!" Ye Liangchen struck again with the stick, breaking Zhang Dechou's lumbar spine and leaving him truly paralyzed from the waist down.

Lin Ping knew Ye Liangchen to some extent; he was kind-hearted, even weak, at heart.

Because of his weakness and vulnerability, he had accumulated too much anger and resentment in his heart, and now he was pouring it all out without caring about the consequences.

"Here is a thousand taels of silver. Take it to buy medicine for your mother. From this day forward, our relationship is over!" Lin Ping threw the thousand taels of silver on the ground with his back turned.

He knew Ye Liangchen was forced into this situation, but a mistake is a mistake, and Lin Ping would never forgive someone who betrayed him.

Ye Liangchen knelt down to pick up the silver notes, kowtowed three times, and said with tears in his eyes, "Xiao Chen thanks my master for teaching and enlightening me. I have no way to repay him in this life. If there is an afterlife, I will definitely serve him like a cow or a horse!"

After speaking, Ye Liangchen dragged himself away.

Lin Ping kept her back to him, not because she was heartless, but because she was afraid that the other person would see her tears.

He's a heartless playboy who even dares to beat and scold his own parents. It would be so embarrassing for him to shed tears now.

"I, Meng, will take my leave now. From now on, whatever you need me to do, just have the gatekeeper announce my arrival." The Minister of Rites left with his entourage, knowing that Lin Ping wouldn't immediately ask him to repay the favor.

Actually... it's not so bad to owe the miracle doctor a favor, at least it gives us more opportunities to interact.

"Dr. Zhang, if you had chopped off your legs in time, you might have been able to save your life." Lin Ping left after saying this coldly, not caring whether Zhang Dechou lived or died.

He deserves it.

It was late at night when they returned to the Zhou family's old residence. Zhou Xiyin, wearing only a thin garment, waited anxiously at the door, ignoring the cold wind.

She didn't know if Lin Ping could save the Minister of Rites' son, nor did she know if Zhang Dechou would secretly do something drastic.

In short, it's too dangerous for him to act alone.

She was going to Xuanji Hall, but Li Mingxuan stopped her.

He lay on the ground and rolled around, refusing to let her go no matter what, and cried and sobbed, "If you go, the son-in-law will beat me to death."

He knew Zhou Xiyin was soft-hearted, and this tactic worked quite well. He managed to stall for half an hour, and finally, after much anticipation, Lin Ping returned.

When you return in triumph, you're bound to be rewarded, at the very least with a hug, and you might even get to taste her sweetness.

Of course, Lin Ping didn't want to try her salty food yet.

"Hmph! Sleep on the street then!" Zhou Xiyin turned her head and closed the door.