The Young Urban Doctor

Chapter 580: Chapter 580: Going All Out

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(Sunday Bonus Chapter)

“What’s going on?” A woman’s voice came from outside, followed by Luo Ziling seeing Ling Ruonan’s mother, his grandmother Xie Enhua, squeeze in.

After Xie Enhua squeezed into the circle, she immediately stood beside the frost-faced Ling Ruonan, pulling at her arm, and asked anxiously, “Nannan, what happened? Why are you fighting? What are they trying to do?”

Seeing Xie Enhua getting involved and protecting Ling Ruonan, Ling Mingrui couldn’t help but frown.

The black-clad men, who had originally wanted to rush over and throw Luo Ziling out, hesitated upon seeing Xie Enhua stepping forward.

“They called me a bastard,” Luo Ziling pointed at the few people he had just hit, “They called me a bastard, so I fought back. If I’m a bastard, then my mother who gave birth to me is also one, and the person who gave birth to my mother is a bastard, and so on, right? Otherwise, how could I, born of a father and a mother, become a bastard? I was teaching them a lesson on behalf of my parents and my grandparents, for daring to insult us like that.”

Luo Ziling’s words changed Ling Mingrui’s expression, and Xie Enhua’s face also turned very ugly.

Although Luo Ziling’s argument was quite far-fetched, by forcing it onto them and speaking out like this in public, it was impossible for them not to mind.

“You…” Ling Zhengjun became angry, covering his swollen face. He wanted to curse again, but after meeting Luo Ziling’s murderous glare, the words “bastard” were subconsciously swallowed, and he dared not say them aloud anymore.

Luo Ziling’s aura of dominance had indeed made him a bit intimidated.

This young man was reckless; even with Ling Mingrui stepping in, he had dared to strike. Ling Zhengjun was afraid that if he blurted out the word “bastard” again, he would be hit by Luo Ziling once more. Luo Ziling had struck too quickly just now; before he could react, he was already slapped, and he was scared to death on the inside.

The pain on his face was the least of his concerns, but being slapped in the face in front of so many younger generations, and twice at that, made Ling Zhengjun feel as if he had lost all face.

If he was slapped again, it would be better for him to just smash his head on the ground and die.

Today, he must reclaim his dignity; if he could not reclaim it today, his standing within the Ling Family would rapidly decline, and no one would take him seriously anymore.

However, with Ling Mingrui present, he still didn’t dare to act rashly.

He also wanted to see how the current Head of the Ling Family was going to handle the situation.

Ling Mingrui too found himself in a dilemma; he hated both sides of the conflict to death for daring to fight at the old man’s birthday, right in the courtyard of the Ling Family Old Mansion.

If this incident were to spread, the reputation of the Ling Family would be utterly lost, and he, as the Family Head, would have no face to meet people from other families.

Of course, he also saw Luo Ziling, this hot-headed youth, in a new light. In the presence of so many descendants of the Ling Family, he dared to hit people, and not just one, but many. He hit Ling Haiyang and then slapped Ling Zhengjun too; his audacity was indeed great.

His own brother, the high-ranking Ling Mingqing’s son, and the not insignificant Ling Zhengjun, had been publicly slapped by Luo Ziling. Even with all of Ling Mingrui’s cunning and intelligence, he couldn’t think of a good solution on the spot. The only way to appease the public outrage was to take down Luo Ziling, so he had not changed his mind because of Xie Enhua’s intervention or Luo Ziling’s sophistry.

“Who was the first to call Ziling a bastard?” Xie Enhua stood in front of Luo Ziling, blocking the black-clad men from approaching him and said angrily, “On what basis do you say my daughter’s son is a bastard? By calling him a bastard, are you implying that Ruonan is also a bastard? Are you saying that our daughter is a bastard too? Is that what you mean?”

Xie Enhua actually protected Luo Ziling, which greatly surprised the anxious Ling Ruonan and shocked everyone else; even Ling Mingrui couldn’t help but frown.

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“He’s my grandson, my own flesh and blood, the son of my daughter. How dare you call him a bastard?” Xie Enhua, hugging her lonely and helpless daughter, roared angrily, “You have punished my daughter for twenty years, and now that she has finally met her son, you actually gang up to bully them both. Isn’t that excessive? Today, Ziling came to celebrate the old master’s birthday and even treated him. After his treatment, the old master’s spirit has greatly improved. Yet after he finished treating the old master, so many of you united to bully him, ganging up on one person. Do you have no shame? You curse him a bastard and try to beat him to death. Do you really want to dash the old master’s hopes of recovery? If he is driven away, or killed, who will treat the old master?”

Xie Enhua’s words caused the faces of everyone present to change.

Xie Enhua actually linked Luo Ziling’s life and death to the old master’s ability to recover his health, which drastically changed the nature of the situation.

No one dared to show disrespect to the old master, including Ling Mingrui, let alone others.

Not wanting the old master to recover his health is an accusation no one dared to bear.

With just a casual remark, the old master could determine the fate of any of the Ling Family descendants. No one can replace his authority, not even Ling Mingrui.

Hearing her mother’s words, Ling Ruonan breathed a sigh of relief. Her mother was so astute, linking Luo Ziling’s fate to the old master’s health. Once that connection was made, it changed everything.

Furthermore, the old master had met with Luo Ziling privately and even accepted his gift and treatment, indicating that the old master recognized him as his granddaughter’s son. With the old master having accepted Luo Ziling, for these people to still call him a bastard and bully him together was indeed too much.

After Luo Ziling was provoked to an explosion of fury, he retaliated recklessly. It was somewhat understandable since young people are prone to impulsiveness.

However, she wisely stayed silent, knowing whatever she said would be inappropriate.

But Ling Mingrui was in a dilemma again. With his wife stirring things up like this, it made it difficult for him to decide.

As the Family Head, he had to be fair and impartial, without any favoritism.

The descendants of the Ling Family had bullied Luo Ziling and called him a “bastard”; they had to be punished.

And Luo Ziling, having injured so many people and even having slapped Ling Zhengjun, of course had to be punished.

Xie Enhua’s interference, linking Luo Ziling’s life and death with the old master’s health, could lighten his crime, but he still had to be punished.

So, he still ordered the black-clothed men to take down Luo Ziling to await punishment.

Upon hearing Ling Mingrui’s command, the black-clothed men surrounded them once more.

“Mom, Grandma, don’t worry about me,” Luo Ziling, who always responded to kindness better than force, was unwilling to be taken without a fight. He was determined to clash with these black-clothed men.

Today, he was all in.

For the sake of his own dignity, to prevent Ling Ruonan from being humiliated, he would fight to the end, even if it meant losing everything.

The atmosphere in the courtyard remained tense and confrontational.