Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy-Chapter 277 - 279 1 and 2

The elder and Zhang Fengtian were about the same age, but today, Zhang Fengtian had paid homage to him as his teacher, saying, "It does not matter when one starts learning; the first to master it is the teacher." The elder liked this saying very much and accepted Zhang Fengtian as his disciple.

"So, you are Wu Tian?" the elder said, looking at him seriously. "I heard you are skilled in traditional Chinese medicine. Do you have a license? If not, treating people is a violation of the law! Do you know that?" He spoke with self-righteous indignation.

With narrowed eyes, Wu Tian looked at the elder and asked, "Who are you?"

"Huangfu Huisheng," he said with a gentle smile. "I'm sure you've heard my famous name." He was the president of the Chinese Medicine Association and, in theory, oversaw all traditional Chinese medicine practitioners in Dragon Country. His smile couldn't hide his arrogance. Such a person couldn't be humble even if he wanted to.

"I haven't heard of your famous name," Wu Tian said with a slight nod, his face indifferent. The words "Chinese Medicine Association" didn't faze him in the slightest.

Besides, he was telling the truth. He had never heard of Huangfu Huisheng's great name, only his small one. How could the president of the mere Chinese Medicine Association possess a truly great name?

Wu Tian's calm demeanor took Huangfu Huisheng aback. He was the president of the Chinese Medicine Association, the king of traditional Chinese medicine—the proudest achievement of his life. Yet, to the young man opposite him, this title seemed to be of no significance. Huangfu Huisheng furrowed his brows slightly. "It doesn't matter if you haven't heard of me," he said. "But when you do, you will understand just how glorious the name Huangfu Huisheng is."

Wu Tian shook his head, not wanting to continue the conversation. Holding the little one in his arms, he walked straight into the Herbal Company, not even offering Huangfu Huisheng a simple "goodbye" to end their exchange.

An awkward silence fell.

Huangfu Huisheng's face flushed with fury. What an unlucky day! He had heard from Zhang Fengtian that the Essence Liquid from the Herbal Company in Yang City was a huge success. So, he had gone there to discuss a collaboration with Xia Qian, only to be thrown out. Now, he had encountered this impolite young man.

"Zhang Fengtian, is his medical technique truly that exceptional?" Huangfu Huisheng couldn't help but ask again, watching as Wu Tian disappeared into the Herbal Company.

"Yes, Teacher. His medical technique… even now, when I think about it, it's still formidable," Zhang Fengtian nodded, a hint of fear in his voice.

He had hoped Huangfu Huisheng would help him regain his lost face, but when he thought about Wu Tian's medical expertise, he began to worry. Would Huangfu Huisheng be tricked by him, too? Would he also end up losing to Wu Tian? Had he brought Huangfu Huisheng here just to serve as a stepping stone for Wu Tian's growth? 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

Huangfu Huisheng snorted. "He lacks respect for his elders. For someone like that, medical ethics are nonexistent. His skills are useless, no matter how good they are."

After speaking, he flicked his sleeve and stalked away.

Zhang Fengtian hurriedly called out, "Master, wait for me!" and shamelessly chased after him, despite being in his seventies or eighties and the same age as Huangfu Huisheng.

Wu Tian brought the little one to the Herbal Company, where Xia Qian welcomed them with great enthusiasm.

"What brings you here?" Xia Qian asked curiously.

Wu Tian didn't hide anything and told her his purpose directly.

Xia Qian was surprised. The little girl is so young. Can she really learn medical techniques already? Many children her age are still wetting the bed. But then she remembered whose child the little one was, and her concerns vanished.

Xia Qian led Wu Tian and the little one to the medicinal herb storeroom, which spanned three floors underground. It was equipped with scientific instruments that could artificially set constant, high, or low temperatures, as each herb had different environmental needs for growth. The Herbal Company was different from a typical pharmacy. Instead of just storing dried herbs, they preserved them through active "cultivation."

When Xia Qian had led them there, she learned that Wu Tian planned to teach his daughter. Not wanting to interrupt, she excused herself to handle company business.

Holding his daughter in his arms, Wu Tian entered the cultivation room.

"Do you smell that? There are many herbs growing in here." As Wu Tian spoke, he inhaled deeply, instantly distinguishing how many different kinds there were.

The little girl sniffed too, but she couldn't make anything out. She looked up at Wu Tian and said, "Dad, you looked really professional when you were sniffing the herbs just now. Like, a special kind of professional sniffing?"

"That's essential," Wu Tian said nostalgically. "My medical technique was taught to me by an old man. Every day, he made me smell herbs. The porridge I ate for breakfast was made with herbs, and even my baths were herbal baths."

Those were truly happy days, Wu Tian thought. Back then, he was a nobody in the Immortal Emperor Realm, but the old man had treated him well. He wondered when, or if, he would ever see him again.

Seeing how serious Wu Tian looked, the little girl couldn't help but laugh. "Wrong, wrong, Dad! I said you looked professional because… you looked just like a sniffer dog!"

Wu Tian was speechless. Just this morning, he had tricked her. And now, without even knowing it, she had gotten him back. Could this be karma in action?

As Wu Tian continued to teach his daughter medical techniques, Huangfu Huisheng returned to his newly bought villa in Yang City. It was purchased with money from the Chinese Medicine Association.

However, as the president of the Chinese Medicine Association, he felt that this money was, of course, his own. The Association's funds came from donations by people who loved traditional Chinese medicine and wanted to contribute to its cause. But was there really any hope for it? Even he, the president of the Association, had lost all hope.

When he arrived at the villa, he found a young man standing outside.

Huangfu Huisheng was furious. "Jiusi, what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be at the university?"

Murong Jiusi, his grandson, was a twenty-five-year-old top student at the University of Chinese Medicine. Although still a student, he had already earned the nickname "Hua Tuo's Match."

Looking at his grandfather, Murong Jiusi smiled confidently. "Grandpa, with my medical skills, what could those trashy teachers at the university possibly teach me? I saw online that Yang City is hosting a Divine Doctor Conference, so I came. Don't you think this is a great opportunity for me, Grandpa? My reputation isn't widespread enough yet. People from all over the country still don't know me as 'Hua Tuo's Match.' This Divine Doctor Conference is my chance—a golden opportunity to make a name for myself."

"I know you're ambitious, Jiusi, but first place this time belongs to your grandfather," Huangfu Huisheng said. He was determined to acquire the long-lost medical texts being offered as the prize.

"Fine, Grandpa. You take first, and I'll take second. I can still make a name for myself that way," Murong Jiusi shrugged nonchalantly, as if the results of the Divine Doctor Conference were already set in stone.

Huangfu Huisheng would be first, and he, Murong Jiusi, would be second.