The Young Urban Doctor Chapter 1080 - 1080 1080 Baffled

Chapter 1080: Chapter 1080: Baffled Chapter 1080: Chapter 1080: Baffled Ling Mingrui openly acknowledged him as his grandson in front of so many people, which was unexpected for Luo Ziling.

Wang Zhengqiang recounted his deeds in public, which was also sothing Luo Ziling had not anticipated.

In an instant, he beca the center of attention, with all eyes on him.

Without much thought, he knew that these powerful figures were familiar with his na, and it probably occupied their minds.

Whether this was good or bad, Luo Ziling could not tell.

One thing he was sure of was that these powerful figures knew he was deeply versed in traditional dicine.

This could be good or bad.

Everyone knew he was well-versed in traditional dicine, so they might seek his help with complex dical problems, which was the positive aspect; the negative aspect would be if these people thought he was only skilled in traditional dicine and lacked other abilities. That would be problematic.

However, faced with the scrutiny of so many, he couldn’t ponder much and imdiately responded to Wang Zhengqiang with a smile, “Thank you for your praise, Commander. My grandfather has always hoped to revitalize traditional dicine and bring it new life, allowing more people to benefit from it. Thus, for many years, he diligently studied and finally achieved sothing, passing on all he had learned to . Grandfather also urged to continue studying diligently and aim to integrate traditional and Western dicine, to relieve more patients of their suffering.”

Luo Ziling’s words astonished everyone around him, including those who were prejudiced against him like Yang Yuanshan and Chen Ruchang.

Luo Ziling had directly confronted Yang Yuanshan before, having faced him in a direct conflict at the Yang Family Old House.

Chen Ruchang had heard about the grudges between his grandson Chen Jiahai and Luo Ziling, and knew that his granddaughter Chen Xiaoyi was quite close to Luo Ziling, possibly even actively pursuing him. He also knew that Luo Ziling was Luo Liansheng’s grandson.

Thus, their prejudice against Luo Ziling was certain.

Yet both Yang Yuanshan and Chen Ruchang were surprised by how composed Luo Ziling was in such a setting, managing to speak so calmly.

Youth of his age, upon eting any of them, would usually be agitated and incoherent. Those who could remain composed were definitely rare. They thought Luo Ziling would be the sa.

Today, Luo Ziling appeared very calm, without any panic, answering very collectedly, and his responses were impactful, which was incredibly unusual. How could such a young student, facing a group of such influential figures, manage to remain unflustered and composed?

Yang Yuanshan couldn’t understand, nor could Chen Ruchang, and neither could Lin Zongping, Wang Zhengqiang, or the others.

Ling Mingrui and Ling Jinhua, however, were not surprised; they had seen this young man’s arrogance before.

During the celebration of the 90th birthday, he dared to act boldly, hitting so many people—rembering what this young man did that day, Ling Jinhua couldn’t help but smile.

“Mingrui, this grandson of yours is extraordinary, ha ha,” Lin Zongping slapped Luo Ziling on the shoulder and laughed aloud, “Not bad, not bad!”

Imdiately, others echoed the sentint, praising Luo Ziling to the point where he started to feel slightly embarrassed.

Nevertheless, he still stood tall, looking neither servile nor overbearing.

Such a tea party would naturally attract dia, and reporters from television and radio were indispensable, most of the proceedings being recorded; however, when Luo Ziling appeared, the caran had been sent away and didn’t film on site.

“That’s enough, let’s not huddle around a young man joking,” Ling Jinhua intervened, “We’re standing at the doorway talking; this is not proper. Let’s go inside!”

Ling Jinhua might have retired many years ago, but his authority remained, and his words still commanded respect. Thus, everyone exchanged courteous gestures, escorting the eldest attendee into the hall.

Those attending this tea party were all highly influential individuals.

It could be said, aside from Luo Ziling, all attendees were undoubtedly significant figures.

Following them inside and seeing the situation more clearly, doubts arose again in Luo Ziling’s mind.

The purpose behind inviting him today might involve deeper factors unknown to him and Ling Ruonan.

What exactly did Ling Jinhua and Ling Mingrui want from him?

Throughout the tea party, Luo Ziling pondered this question.

Once the tea party started, Lola Ziling couldn’t possibly sit and discuss major issues with those magnates; he could only sit with the other staff as an attendant. Fortunately, he was accompanied by Ling Jinhua’s secretary, Huang Chen.

Luo Ziling wanted to ask Huang Chen about so matters, but Huang was a person who strictly adhered to protocol and wouldn’t disclose secrets.

He only spoke about things he could share with Luo Ziling; Luo Ziling facing those magnates, Huang Chen hadn’t seen it. Luo Ziling didn’t want to discuss it either, so the most crucial matters remained unshared between them.

What Ling Jinhua, Ling Mingrui, and the other magnates discussed, Luo Ziling had no way of knowing, and neither could Huang Chen investigate.

However, it was guessable that they discussed matters of national importance.

Luo Ziling was also aware that Ling Jinhua, at the age of ninety, was willing to attend such etings primarily to appear before everyone and let them know he was still very healthy.

With an influential figure like Ling Jinhua, akin to The Pillar, appearing, even if he didn’t express anything, it could spark much speculation. Those present were almost cunning; couldn’t they guess Ling Jinhua’s intentions?

Thus, Ling Jinhua beca the most important figure at the tea party today since he was the only one of his generation present.

Those who had worked with him, most were no longer alive, and the few who still were, were plagued with illnesses and unable to make public appearances.

Although Luo Ziling was not involved in politics, he could still infer from these points the intentions of the two elderly Lings appearing together—they wanted to enhance the influence of the Ling Family.

From this point, thinking about himself, Luo Ziling guessed that the Ling Family intended to push him into the public eye as well.

Only he didn’t know what this represented—whether Old Mr. Ling wanted to help him, harm him, or both. “The taller tree in the forest bears the brunt of the wind”—suddenly rembering this proverb, Luo Ziling shivered.

Better to be pessimistic than naive, Luo Ziling thought. Hence, he didn’t consider today’s events favorable and prepared to be wary.

Making no mistakes and keeping a low profile was his plan.

Thus, he only interacted with Huang Chen; he responded curtly to others who took the initiative to greet him and did not engage deeper.

Yet what Luo Ziling did not expect was that, just as he tried to keep a low profile, Yang Yuanshan approached him for a talk.