A Tale of Golden Heiress: Lady Wanjin - Chapter 16

Wen Weiming finally felt reassured. “As long as he’s from a decent family, that’s fine. My biggest fear was running into a desperate outlaw or a fugitive wanted by the court.”

Wen Wan laughed. “What are the odds of that? Our area has good public order. Aside from the refugees causing trouble around Bingzhou, they wouldn’t make it as far as Shou’an City.”

Wen Weiming, being cautious and considering that Shou’an County wasn’t too far from Ping County, instructed Second Master Tu, “Let’s keep this secret for now. Go to Shou’an County and check if there’s such a person. Although we’re pressed for time, this matter is important. The more urgent it is, the more we must avoid mistakes.”

Second Master Tu naturally agreed without hesitation.

Old Master Wen turned around and saw his daughter squatting on the ground, staring intently at the young man. After a moment, she tilted his head and examined his mouth, then took his hand and kept rubbing it.

He frowned, “Wanniang, what are you doing?”

Wen Wan set down the man’s hand, stood up, and brushed off her skirt. “Father, this man has calluses on his tiger’s mouth and thumb—he’s accustomed to using swords and knives, so he must be trained in martial arts. I noticed his teeth are even and his hair is glossy, which suggests he comes from a fairly well-off family.”

So, she was studying the young man’s background.

Wen Weiming felt relieved but then grew worried, “A child from a prosperous family might not agree to become a live-in son-in-law.”

But Nanny Chen pinpointed the key issue, “Not necessarily. With such a large birthmark on his face, he must be unpopular at home. If we offer enough money, his parents might not refuse.”

Wen Weiming softened a bit, “But what if he wakes up and refuses to marry into the Wen family?”

The question struck a chord with everyone.

Second Master Tu, “Tie him up!”

Nanny Chen, “Poison him!”

Auntie Liu, “Beat him! Beat him until he agrees to marry!”

Wen Wan: Is there anyone decent in our Wen family?

Wen Weiming disapproved. “Although our Wen family is seeking a live-in son-in-law, we can’t treat the young man like a slave. This is about forming a marriage alliance, not creating enemies.”

Wen Wan added, “Let’s wait until he wakes up. Nanny Chen, please call a doctor first to check if he has any hidden illnesses.”

Mainly to check… if there are any issues in that regard.

After talking for a while, Old Master Wen was already exhausted. Having seen the man, he felt somewhat reassured. Second Master Tu escorted Wen Weiming home.

Wen Wan stayed behind at the small courtyard for the night.

Soon, Dr. Yan was summoned. Nanny Chen carried a lantern in front, and Auntie Liu led the way.

Remembering Wen Wan’s instructions, Auntie Liu slipped a silver ingot to the doctor. “Dr. Yan, the gentleman inside was rescued by the master from the official road today. He was covered in blood when he was brought back. Could you please check if he has any hidden illnesses aside from his wounds?”

Auntie Liu leaned in quietly, her voice soft, “It’s best to check… that aspect…”

Dr. Yan didn’t understand, “Which aspect?”

Auntie Liu blushed, “The… the aspect of a man’s ability in the bedchamber.”

“Oh.” Dr. Yan responded expressionlessly, “Understood.”

Auntie Liu and Nanny Chen exchanged a look.

Was Dr. Yan’s reaction… a bit too calm?

Dr. Yan, however, was very decisive, “I only focus on saving lives and treating illnesses. Everything else is none of my concern.”

His words answered Auntie Liu’s question.

Auntie Liu quickly offered a compliment, “That’s why you’re the most renowned doctor in Ping County!”

Upon entering the room, the eldest daughter of the Wen family was also present.

Dr. Yan had met Wen Wan several times before. On the previous journey to the Qi residence, this young lady had been very quiet, even reading a book while traveling. This time, she again held a book in her hand.

Dr. Yan glanced at it—it was “Tiangong Kaiwu” (The Exploitation of the Works of Nature).

This young lady is quite studious.

Dr. Yan was especially amiable towards younger generations who loved reading. The two greeted each other like old friends, “The young lady is also here?”

Wen Wan smiled and said, “My father was worried, so he asked me to stay and check on the situation. After all, saving a life is a greater merit than building a seven-story pagoda. Since the person was saved, we must ensure he recovers properly.”

“Manager Wen has always had a warm heart.”

Ping County only had a few hundred households, and people of reputation naturally knew each other. Dr. Yan didn’t say much more and carried his medicine chest inside. “Where is the injured man?”

The injured man was lying on the bed.

He was a young man, probably not yet twenty years old, with sharp features. Judging by the muscles in his limbs, he was undoubtedly a martial artist.

Chen Ma led Dr. Yan to the bedside, “We were afraid of disturbing the wounds, so we didn’t change his clothes.”

“How did he get injured like this?” Dr. Yan lifted his clothes to examine him. He saw a wound about two chi long on his chest, and two arrow wounds on his back that had been roughly treated but were already festering and swollen. Dr. Yan pointed at one of the arrow wounds and sighed, “How perilous. If it had been an inch to the left, it might have pierced his organs. This young man is very fortunate.”

Wen Wan moved closer. She had only heard Second Uncle Tu say this person was seriously injured, but hadn’t seen the wounds under his clothes until now. She finally saw the terrifying, fierce scars on his body.

And his wheat-colored, gleaming skin.

Her gaze uncontrollably drifted downward.

Those enviable eight-pack abs.

The beautiful V-line.

And the bulge in his trousers.

Wen Wan quickly averted her eyes, wishing she could slap herself twice.

Wen Wan, oh Wen Wan, what are you thinking, looking at another man’s… at a time like this?

You’re simply a pervert.

But as a future client, isn’t it acceptable to inspect the goods in advance…?

Wen Wan coughed lightly, “Dr. Yan, can he be saved?”

Chen Ma added, “This young man has a very high fever. I wiped his hands and feet with huangjiu half an hour ago, but he’s still frighteningly hot.”

Dr. Yan said, “These are all external injuries, but the slash on his chest has reached the bone. I’m worried wind pathogens have entered the wound, especially since he now has a high fever. If not carefully attended to, I’m afraid there might be no hope.”

Wen Wan hurriedly said, “Doctor, please treat him. I’m willing to pay any amount.”

“Don’t be hasty, I haven’t finished speaking yet.” Dr. Yan smiled, opened his medicine chest, and unhurriedly arranged his silver needles. “I will stay here tonight and certainly not let the King of Hell take this man ahead of his time.”

Wen Wan felt relieved, but Aunt Liu, still remembering Wen Wan’s earlier instruction, signaled Dr. Yan with her eyes. Dr. Yan coughed softly, his peripheral glance unconsciously falling on Wen Wan.

He was also secretly annoyed at Concubine Liu: There’s still an unmarried young lady here.

Concubine Liu, thinking Dr. Yan hadn’t understood her wildly twitching eyes, simply said outright, “Dr. Yan, this young man… can he actually… perform? Are there any problems… in that area?”

For a moment, Dr. Yan felt the eyes of all three women in the room glued to him.

Dr. Yan looked at Wen Wan with a meaningful gaze.

He suddenly recalled the rumors that had been circulating among the people of Ping County these past few days about the Wen family seeking a son-in-law.

The situation was now clear.

Dr. Yan didn’t beat around the bush and directly stated the four words, “No issue with progeny.”

Wen Wan mentally translated this: in short, the goods are functional.

Excellent.

Wen Wan breathed a long, silent sigh of relief internally.

The next challenge to overcome was: how to persuade this forcibly abducted commoner to agree to become a live-in son-in-law.

Should she play the role of a lonely, restless young wife, whose husband is always away driving freight trucks, seeking a few nights of passion?
Or perhaps a helpless, delicate beauty, married to a wealthy man ruined by wine and women, unable to conceive, desperately seeking a child with generous compensation?

Ugh!

Her mind was a chaotic mess, filled with fragments of all those “young wife” tropes from her past life.

“But.”

Wen Wan realized Dr. Yan had a habit of pausing for dramatic effect.

Her heart rose and fell with his words.

Dr. Yan ah…

Why are you a doctor? You should be a storyteller in a tea house!

“The injury on the back of his head is very severe. There is a risk he may wake up blind in both eyes.”