Cheng Ying replied, "I want to go to the same school as Cheng Ming. I want to study at a medical university. I think our family's traditional skills are quite good; it's certainly not a bad thing for a daughter to carry on the maternal line, especially since our family has deep roots and a profound scholarly heritage."

The main thing was, what a fine thing it was to be a female doctor—like an immortal being.

And the income was substantial; with their own secret formulas, if developed properly, the future was wide open.

Although the professional specialization might be somewhat narrow, potentially confining her to proctology, the developmental prospects were extremely strong.

A truly capable professional woman. And frankly, Cheng Ying had read a bit too much; the policies in her current era were lax, and she had broad exposure. Even Cheng Ying had to admit she was a little debauched, perhaps harboring a slightly ignoble, mischievous thought. They were serving the public in multiple ways, so to speak.

Of course, Cheng Ying certainly possessed professional ethics and held no professional prejudice; this thought was just for self-amusement.

If it truly came to practice, she definitely wouldn't dare. It was merely an indulgence for her mind, a mental frolic. The key was that she genuinely loved this profession—a field where being technically superior meant you could conquer all opponents. Good medical skills, excellent medical ethics—she could look down upon the entire domain.

Even arrogance needed justification.

Cheng Ying was genuinely bullish on the small advertisement market. "Hemorrhoid Specialist with Ancestral Secret Formula." The slogans were already written.

Chi Wu's face darkened. "You thought this all along, so why the roundabout approach with me?"

Cheng Ying countered, "Didn't you fill out the schools for me? I didn't pay close attention then; I only realized it now. The course I'm studying isn't at the school I want."

Chi Wu paced on the ground. "Why didn't you say so sooner?"

Cheng Ying explained, "I wasn't going to say anything until school started. You know the situation back then. Once school began, the problem presented itself, didn't it?"

Chi Wu smacked his forehead, annoyed that he hadn't thought to ask. He had assumed his wife, being so academically excellent, would naturally choose the best school available. He had been too presumptuous. "I thought you wanted to attend the best university in the province."

Cheng Ying corrected him, "The specialized medical college is the best in the province; you just didn't ask me."

Chi Wu looked at Cheng Ying, understanding his wife well enough. "Fine, I know you aren't one to complain. Just say what you need."

Cheng Ying, seeking a favor, beamed. "Sister certainly wouldn't complain to you, hehe. Sister needs your help with something. Transferring schools now is too difficult. Even though Sister's scores are outstanding, it's not like any school will just accept anyone. This matter requires you to step in."

Chi Wu looked at Cheng Ying. This meant she had already tried and failed herself, otherwise, she might not have turned to him. A slight pang of disappointment hit him.

However, as a man, being needed by his wife when she faced difficulties she couldn't solve—that was a boost to anyone's vanity.

Chi Wu felt his chest swell with pride. At this moment, who else could handle it but him?

Cheng Ying flattered him from the side, "How about it? Can you manage it? I figured asking Little Ye's father was an option, but I thought it better to let you try first. Although we are family, relying on you feels more honorable."

Chi Wu slapped his chest. "Is this even a matter? Don't say there's anything I can't accomplish; even if it's impossible, I'll make it happen for you, simply because you are my wife!"

Cheng Ying pursed her lips. If he could successfully transfer her school, she wouldn't argue with him over minor verbal jabs.

Cheng Ying patted Chi Wu's shoulder, got off the kang with renewed energy, and declared, "It's all up to you! The problem that has troubled me for over a month is finally solved."

With that, she went out to wash up. Finally, she had offloaded her troubles onto someone else.

Chi Wu was left alone in the room, scratching his head. It truly wasn't easy. The key issue was that his network had absolutely no connection here.

What business does a merchant like me have dealing with the academic world?

Chi Wu looked up at the sky. Being a man was hard enough; being a dependable man in front of his wife was even harder. Fine, during this short vacation, if this matter could be settled, he wouldn't be able to relax for a moment otherwise.

After eating, Chi Wu didn't even try to get close to Yingzi before rushing out. His steps were hurried.

Old Mrs. Cheng asked, "Yingzi, what's the matter with Wu Zi? Why didn't he go out with you?"

Cheng Ying replied, "Grandma, do you want people to laugh at us like we're Siamese twins? Can we really go everywhere together?"

Old Mrs. Cheng looked at her granddaughter. How could she tell the unlucky child that being laughed at was better than keeping her constantly worried?

Face versus substance; between a couple, substance mattered more than face. She would have to sit down and thoroughly discuss this with her granddaughter later.

But it had only been two days; nothing substantial could be discerned yet. She didn't bother talking to Cheng Ying further and sent the unlucky child away.

Chi Wu ran around aimlessly for two days with no results, leaving him unable to face his wife.

Ultimately, he had to go find Chi Yong. This issue required his father's intervention.

Chi Wu was determined to let his father be the unsung hero. He was counting on successfully resolving this matter to earn a new level of respect from his wife.

Chi Yong had been kept busy by the two unlucky children, barely getting half the holiday free, and hadn't even had a chance to report his success to his wife yet. His son had insisted that the matter be kept secret—that he was the one who pulled the strings.

Chi Yong looked at his son and said only one thing: "See? Ginger is still hotter when it's old. When there's a real problem, you still need your old man to step in. All your money is useless."

Chi Wu looked at Chi Yong, feeling as if his father was silently scolding him for being useless, unable to handle his own wife's affairs. He clenched his fists, holding back his frustration.

In the future, he would definitely fare better than now; at least he would know where to seek help when needed.

Cheng Ying saw Chi Wu running around busily and didn't dare rush him, knowing the matter was genuinely difficult; otherwise, she wouldn't have returned empty-handed.

She had never seen him work this hard before. She felt a little too bad about it, watching Chi Wu's dedicated efforts every day. Still, it was still a little short of being truly gentle and considerate.

Chi Wu felt a bit lacking in confidence in front of Cheng Ying, believing he hadn't properly completed the task his wife set. He felt awkward accepting her sudden displays of affection.

The old lady noticed the atmosphere between the two had shifted slightly.

She worried. She worried when the unlucky child wasn't engaged, and she worried even more now that they were engaged.

She pulled Yingzi aside for a stern talk. "Look at you, never letting me rest! Before you were engaged, I had to keep three eyes open, watching your every move so you wouldn't bring shame upon us. Now that you're engaged, you two barely spend two or three days talking together! Why do you make me worry so much? Can't you give me a moment's peace?"

Cheng Ying looked at her grandmother, feeling wronged. Besides, she couldn't locate a third eye on the old lady anywhere; Grandma must have been exaggerating.

The old lady asserted her authority, "What are you looking at? Wu Zi is out all day and night—don't you have any idea what he's doing? If you lose him, you'll have nowhere to cry!"

Cheng Ying reassured her, "Wu Zi is busy. He won't be lost that easily, don't worry."

The old lady slapped her thigh. "Unlucky child, don't you understand?"

Cheng Ying, unable to bear her grandmother's distress, patted her chest and said, "I understand, I understand everything. Don't worry, I have a leash right here."

The old lady was satisfied and let her granddaughter go. Still, when did this unlucky child learn about such things? It was too worrying; the child was growing up.

When Chi Wu was about to leave, Cheng Ying went out with him.

This reassured the old lady. At least the two young ones were going out together. It was better than seeing them staying separated.

However, once they were out of sight, the two parted ways.

Chi Wu felt awkward bringing Cheng Ying along because he was constantly chasing after Chi Yong's heels; bringing her would expose everything.

Seeing Chi Wu’s slightly shy expression, Cheng Ying understood the task was proving difficult. She didn't disturb him. She could go out shopping alone or do something else. Fatty Sun's little shop still needed her attention.

Cheng Ying hung around there for most of the day and Chi Wu would pick her up in the evening. This arrangement was much more convenient.

The long holiday wasn't as intimate or tender as Chi Wu had envisioned. It had delayed his personal goals! He had hoped for some progress with his wife during the break. A vain hope.

However, the fact that he had achieved some result on the matter he handled for his wife was something Chi Wu could genuinely puff his chest out about.

A man must prove himself at times like these; when his wife faces difficulty, that's when a man shows his worth.

Before leaving, Chi Wu told his wife, "I've mostly run the errands for the school transfer. The paperwork isn't entirely complete, but you can start attending classes when school opens, otherwise, you'll miss too much material and it will affect your studies later. The rest can be handled slowly; there's no rush."

His instructions were clear and organized. Although Chi Wu wasn't the one who single-handedly secured the result, he had been trailing right behind Chi Yong from beginning to end.

Cheng Ying nodded. As long as she had the genuine skills, she didn't care about obtaining official licenses right away, as her current status meant she didn't have to work.

The key was her personal value. She needed to know what she needed to know.

She felt deeply grateful to Chi Wu. The Chi family was truly remarkable; things she couldn't manage, they could accomplish. "I owe you. I couldn't have managed this myself."

Chi Wu suppressed his burgeoning pride. Since his wife didn't offer him a direct "thank you," in his heart, he knew she considered him family.

Yingzi was wonderful like this; she never needed to thank him. "The key is that your academic record speaks for itself; it's acceptable at any school."

Cheng Ying pursed her lips. "You are still the capable one."

Chi Wu simply smiled and accepted the compliment. His wife was praising him! Even though this capability currently had little to do with him, it would in the future.

Now, the real headache was that Cheng Ying's grades were too good. Her current school was reluctant to let her go.

What kind of image is that? 'You want to come, you come; you want to leave, you leave'? Cheng Ying's high score securing a spot in the provincial university had already made the school take notice, almost earning her a formal commendation.

Now she wants to transfer out—do they think highly of her? His father would have to use careful diplomacy.

Cheng Ying packed some clothes for Chi Wu—mostly thicker items, as the weather would soon turn cold and it was time to change seasons.

Chi Wu watched from the side, feeling a sense of warmth. If anyone said they weren't a married couple, no one would believe it.

Who understood him better than Cheng Ying?

Cheng Ying felt nothing unusual about it; for so many years, she and the old lady had managed Chi Wu's clothing. How could she not know what he needed?

Cheng Ying said, "I told Grandma we don't need to take the padded jackets yet, but she insisted. Think how inconvenient that is for traveling on the bus."

Chi Wu replied, "Then just have Uncle Gan or Cheng Ming drive me over."