The Young Urban Doctor

About an hour later, Luo Ziling received an edited video.

Ling Haijun couldn't resist Luo Ziling's threats and allure, and confessed everything, including some things he originally wanted to hide.

After confessing, he repeatedly promised that as long as Luo Ziling let him go, he would be willing to work for Luo Ziling in the future, acting like his lackey—yes, he said it just like that, humbly saying he was willing to be Luo Ziling's lackey.

Thus, considering his willingness to confess and turn over a new leaf, Luo Ziling forgave him.

Not only did he refrain from cutting off his little JJ, but he also untied the ropes on his body and prepared him some refreshments and tea.

"Actually, whether you confess or not doesn't matter," Luo Ziling walked up to Ling Haining, whose mouth was bleeding from his punch, and said earnestly, "I'll tell you directly, I recorded your interrogation today. I plan to show this video to my mom, my grandfather, and my great-grandfather, and see their reactions. I really don't believe your dad, after doing so many stupid things, can still inherit the position of Head of the Ling Family. Neither his father nor grandfather would hand over a family business to a fool."

These words made Ling Haining's face change instantly.

What he feared most was exactly what Luo Ziling had just said.

Luo Ziling wanted to ruin them, intended to castrate them. He knew it was just intimidation to scare them into confessing what was needed. Ling Haijun hatefully spilled the beans on things he shouldn't have, making Ling Haining murderous.

Unexpectedly, Luo Ziling also wanted to show the video to Ling Ruonan, Ling Mingrui, and Ling Jinhua.

Ling Haining knew that if they saw the video and learned about Ling Zhengping's actions, the consequences would be dire.

But before he could react, Luo Ziling continued, "It's true I don't dare castrate you, but you should know my medical expertise. If I make a little move, you'll never have children in your life, might not even react to seeing a woman's body, meaning you'd never stand up again."

Upon hearing Luo Ziling's words, Ling Haijun was eating and shivered, spilled the hot tea he was drinking due to trembling hands. The tea was so hot it spilled on his pants, making him jump up.

But no one paid attention to his embarrassment; Yang Xiaodong and his men just stood quietly aside, ready to watch the scene unfold.

Ling Haijun, awkwardly wiping the tea stains off his body, approached Luo Ziling with a wretched face and asked tearfully, "Cousin, you didn't actually do anything to me, did you?"

Luo Ziling coolly replied, "If you really behave well and fulfill your promises, I'll even help enhance certain functions, making you a newlywed groom every night—no worries."

These words made Ling Haijun breathe a sigh of relief, and after thinking, he felt somewhat joyous.

If Luo Ziling could enhance his manliness through medical means, the sexual bliss he could experience in life would be indescribable with words. However, seeing Ling Haining's pale face, Ling Haijun dared not express his inner joy.

Of course, the joy quickly passed, leaving him embarrassed for losing his integrity.

In the end, he could only smile awkwardly twice and use a restroom break to escape the embarrassment in front of him.

"Alright, I admit, it was indeed my father's instruction," the threat of losing his manly vigor was indeed the greatest blow to him. Ling Haining didn't dare to act proudly anymore, knowing that what Luo Ziling said is true.

Whether or not he confessed didn't affect the final outcome.

Luo Ziling could indeed do such a thing because, to him, it was as easy as a small tweak; one needle could achieve such a result.

Luo Ziling wanted to do such a thing, and if he rendered him unconscious or hypnotized him, there would be no evidence left.

The thought of possibly losing his manly sexual happiness filled Ling Haining with deep fear.

So, after struggling, he agreed with what Ling Haijun had said earlier, admitting that everything was planned by Ling Zhengping; he merely followed Ling Zhengping's orders.

Luo Ziling instructed Yang Xiaodong to record the confession Ling Haining made afterward on video.

Ling Haining didn't notice Luo Ziling had someone record him, so after confessing, he begged Luo Ziling not to tell Ling Jinhua and Ling Mingrui about it.

He hoped Luo Ziling would directly talk to Ling Zhengping about these issues and ask for whatever he wanted from Ling Zhengping.

His intention was, as long as they didn't ruin Ling Zhengping's chance to be the Ling Family's successor, they could make significant concessions.

Ling Haining couldn't imagine if Ling Zhengping lost his qualification to inherit the family's headship due to this matter, what reaction would follow—it would certainly be terrifying.

Luo Ziling didn't react much, just chuckled slightly, "Cousin, wouldn't it be better to confess earlier? It saves us from hurting the harmony."

After saying this, he seemed to suddenly notice something, and curiously asked, "Cousin, what's wrong with your face? It's a bit swollen, and there's even bleeding. Do you need me to treat it for you? No problem, my medical skills are excellent; I guarantee to cure it right away."

Ling Haining was startled and quickly shook his head, "No need, I'm fine."

"How did you get injured here?"

Seeing Luo Ziling's puzzled expression, Ling Haining really wanted to kick him into becoming a eunuch.

For crying out loud, wasn't it from the slap you just gave me?

All thanks to you, the injury was inflicted by you.

You despicable guy, still have the nerve to sarcastically express concern?

Even dead, I'd refuse your treatment; who knows how you'd twist me around.

Ling Haining knew his mother put in a lot of effort to persuade Luo Ziling to help heal him.

His body hadn't fully recovered since his last injury.

Originally, he didn't reject Luo Ziling's help with treatment, but after today, he'd rather die than accept it. If this bastard played tricks and ruined his functioning, turning him into a dysfunctional man, what's the point of living?

"Really okay?" Luo Ziling suppressed a laugh and asked Ling Haining innocently, "My medical skills are really good; great-grandfather's health was entirely nursed by me."

"It's just a minor injury," Ling Haining glumly shook his head, "It'll heal soon."

Damn it, I don't want your treatment; can't you just untie me—was Ling Haining's point of complaint in his anger.

Seeing Ling Haining struggle twice, Luo Ziling seemed to realize something was off, quickly apologizing: "Really sorry, cousin, forgot to untie you."

After speaking, he personally helped Ling Haining untie the ropes on his body.

For some reason, after being untied, Ling Haining suddenly kneeled in front of Luo Ziling with a thud.

Luo Ziling quickly reached out to help Ling Haining up, then awkwardly said, "Please don't do this; I can't accept such a grand gesture from you!"

Ling Haining's face turned red with embarrassment, wishing he could stab Luo Ziling.

He knew his legs had suddenly gone weak, certainly due to Luo Ziling's trick, this bastard just wanted to embarrass him.

But he dared not flare up, his face flushed to pig liver color out of suppression.