Chapter 358: Chapter 238: If the Second Son-in-law Were the Eldest, Then...

Chen Yi and the others had originally hoped to return to Shu State Prefecture City.

But as the torrential rain began to fall, even returning to their residence in town became a challenge.

Fortunately, Shen Huatang had brought an umbrella, allowing Chen Yi and Xiao Wan’er to take shelter beneath it.

As a result, Xiao Wan’er couldn’t help but lean into Chen Yi’s embrace.

The downpour had turned the road to mud, and the pony’s steps were unsteady, causing the two of them to sway atop its back.

At first, Xiao Wan’er was still reserved, deliberately trying to keep some distance from Chen Yi.

But as the wind and rain grew fiercer, her already frail body began to show signs of discomfort.

Even though she wore a thick cloak over a sable vest, her entire body felt like a block of ice, radiating a bone-deep chill.

Chen Yi naturally felt it, and after a moment’s thought, he understood.

’An Extreme Cold Body can’t tolerate the wind and chill, let alone being battered by a storm like this.’

He hesitated for a moment.

Glancing at Shen Huatang leading the pony ahead, Chen Yi wrapped one arm around Xiao Wan’er’s waist and secretly pressed a finger against her Mingmen acupoint—on the center of her lower back, level with her navel.

Feeling his arm tighten around her waist, Xiao Wan’er weakly turned her head, her pale lips parting slightly.

"You..."

Wary of Shen Huatang and Kang Ming ahead of them, she swallowed the word "don’t" and simply gazed at him with her bright eyes.

Chen Yi knew what she meant. "Your cloak is so thick," he said with a smile. "Let me warm up a bit, too."

As he spoke, he channeled his power through his fingertip.

Faint wisps of True Essence flowed from him into her, slowly warming her body.

The weakness and chill in Xiao Wan’er’s body instantly began to subside. A warm current seemed to wash over her, dispelling the cold from within.

She didn’t know the reason, but she didn’t overthink it, simply attributing it to the effects of the medicine she had been taking recently.

"I..."

Before she could finish, Chen Yi tightened his arm around her waist and asked with a grin, "You’re not going to be that stingy, are you?"

Flustered, but unable to protest outright, Xiao Wan’er subtly used her arm to pull her cloak over Chen Yi’s audacious hand, hiding it from the view of Shen Huatang and Kang Ming.

After doing this, Xiao Wan’er breathed a small sigh of relief.

But at the thought of the rogue behind her, a faint blush colored her cheeks and she said reproachfully:

"You... you should practice your Martial Arts more."

"Look at Huatang and Tingyun. They’re not affected by wind or rain, or by scorching heat or bitter cold."

"And Wuge, he’s been going to the Martial Arts Arena every day recently. I heard Second Uncle has praised him a few times."

After hearing this, Chen Yi couldn’t help but chuckle, thinking to himself:

’She’s forgotten the pain as soon as the wound’s healed. The moment her body warms up a little, she starts lecturing me.’

However, he knew Xiao Wan’er was sensitive, so he didn’t argue and just readily agreed.

"Desperate times call for desperate measures. Who would have thought it would rain on a clear day?"

"That’s just how autumn is in Shu State..."

Up ahead, Shen Huatang heard their conversation and glanced back. When she saw their posture, her brow furrowed slightly.

After a moment’s thought, she turned her head straight back and couldn’t help but quicken her pace.

’That Second Young Master is really too much. What’s he doing, pressing so close to her?’

’Hmph. I’d better hurry back to the residence to keep him from pulling any more stunts.’

Apparently, Shen Huatang had only noticed that Chen Yi and Xiao Wan’er were too close and hadn’t detected the faint wisp of True Essence from Chen Yi.

They walked on, stopping and starting, as the rain grew heavier and heavier.

But the two on the pony seemed completely oblivious, talking and laughing the whole way.

It was mostly Xiao Wan’er talking about the Medical Dao Academy—things like her plans for it, building several study halls, dormitories, storehouses, and so on.

"I hope I can find a suitable dean and Instructors before the academy is completed."

Chen Yi considered this. "Medical Saint Hands won’t come for just any reason, but it’s not out of the question."

Xiao Wan’er tilted her head and asked, "You have a way?"

"It’s just a matter of spending more silver. Of course, you also have to make a compelling case, appealing to both reason and emotion, about the benefits of the Medical Dao Academy."

"That may be so, but I hope the first dean is not only an expert in the Medical Dao, but also has medical ethics and the ability to teach."

Seeing Xiao Wan’er’s hesitation, Chen Yi smiled and shook his head. "It’s not that difficult."

"After we get back, just have someone identify all the Medical Saint Hands within the Great Wei territory, and then send letters to each and every one of them."

"Invite all of them?"

"Of course."

"Wan’er, the Medical Dao Academy you’re building is the first of its kind in the Great Wei Dynasty. An achievement that will go down in history—how could it not have high standards?"

Although Chen Yi didn’t know which Medical Saint Hands existed in the Great Wei Dynasty, he understood human nature.

Medical Saint Hands are human, too. And humans have passions and desires; they’re driven by fame and fortune.

The higher you raise the bar for the Medical Dao Academy, the more you’ll attract truly capable people.

Xiao Wan’er still didn’t quite grasp the key point. "Will that really work?"

In her view, Medical Saint Hands were reclusive. A mere invitation by letter might seem disrespectful.

Chen Yi knew she was thinking of something like Uncle Liu Huang’s three visits to the thatched cottage and immediately said:

"If you’re concerned, why not invite them here on the pretext of treating someone, without mentioning that the academy will be evaluating them?"

Hearing this, a smile appeared on Xiao Wan’er’s face. "That could work."

After a pause, she asked again, "Then who would be a suitable patient?"

Chen Yi raised an eyebrow, gave her waist two light squeezes, and said with a smile, "You."

"Me?"

"No, no, that won’t work. When I was a child, my father took me to see every renowned doctor. News of my condition has already spread throughout the Great Wei."

"If they find out it’s me, I’m afraid none of them will come."

Chen Yi realized that was true. Even Medical Saint Hands were only at the Minor Success Realm; it was fundamentally impossible for them to cure Xiao Wan’er.

He thought for a moment.

He said gravely, "Then it can only be the Old Master."

Xiao Wan’er was slightly taken aback. "Grandfather?"

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