Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy novel Chapter 275

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Dragon Country had a Chinese Medicine Association, and its president was hailed as the number one figure in the field. His name was Huangfu Huisheng, and he went by the nickname "Rival of Bian Que." He had also declared that the one to inherit his title would be his grandson, Huangfu Jiushi.

Though still a twenty-five-year-old top student at the University of Chinese Medicine, Huangfu Jiushi had already earned the nickname "Rival of Hua Tuo." According to the association, any practitioner not recognized by them was considered a fraud.

But Wu Tian cared little for such things.

"Lost medical texts?" Now this piqued Wu Tian's interest.

His own medical knowledge had been imparted to him by an old master. The art of medicine, however, was vast and profound. Wu Tian couldn't say for certain that the techniques of the modern world were inferior to those of the Immortal Emperor Realm. Each had its own strengths and weaknesses. The medical techniques of historical figures like Hua Tuo might not have possessed the same otherworldly magic as those from the Immortal Emperor Realm, but in certain respects, they were by no means inferior.

Wu Tian was eager to examine these lost texts, to see if he could draw upon their strengths to make up for his own shortcomings.

"Is the information reliable?" Wu Tian knew Wu Fa was from Ghost Valley. Could anything someone from Ghost Valley said truly be trusted? Its members were all masters of rhetoric, like the historical figures Su Qin and Zhang Yi.

"It's definitely true," Cui Chong said earnestly. "Wu Fa once recited a line from the Green Satchel Book on the spot, stunning the many medical students present. The story should have caused a massive uproar, but because of the Phoenix incident, all the news reports and papers pushed it to the second page."

He still didn't know that the New Holy Land was connected to Wu Tian, or that the Phoenix was Wu Tian's pet. If he did, he would have been too shocked to speak.

"In what format will the Divine Doctor Conference be held?" This was Wu Tian's main concern. A contest of medical techniques? Even that could be done in several ways. If it were just acupuncture, Western medicine would be at a disadvantage. But if it were a competition of prescribing medicine, traditional Chinese medicine would suffer. Since this is the Divine Doctor Conference, not a Chinese or Western Medicine Conference, what kind of contest would it be?

Cui Chong and Xiao Liang exchanged a glance, both understanding that Wu Tian was planning to go.

Cui Chong didn't dare to be negligent and quickly explained, "Wu Fa's wife is gravely ill. He searched for a Divine Doctor to no avail, but he discovered a prescription in the Green Satchel Book that could cure her. However, this isn't a recipe an ordinary doctor can prepare, as it's a formula for an elixir. Therefore, the competition is to see who can successfully create the medicine first."

"I understand," Wu Tian said with a small smile. "So, traditional Chinese doctors would follow the prescription to create a pill, while Western doctors might create a potion or some other formulation. But regardless of the form, whoever can perfectly replicate the medicine first wins. Is that right?"

Cui Chong nodded.

Xiao Liang added, "Some professors from Xia Qian's herbal medicine company are planning to attend. If you're going, Mr. Wu Tian, we should probably stop them to prevent them from embarrassing themselves."

Wu Tian shook his head, indicating there was no need for that.

Xiao Liang nodded in understanding.

As far as Cui Chong and Xiao Liang were concerned, the Chinese Medicine Association had made its trip for nothing. Huangfu Huisheng, the so-called "Rival of Bian Que," was bound to be humiliated. And to think, the man had already booked out the entire AK47 Restaurant to host a grand feast for all the traditional Chinese doctors in Yang City, both local and visiting. His message was simple: he wanted to remind all these practitioners that he was the president of the Chinese Medicine Association and their role at the Divine Doctor Conference was merely to participate for the experience. The final victor, of course, would be him. Cui Chong and Xiao Liang knew exactly what Huangfu Huisheng was up to without even needing to look. How amusing. After the Divine Doctor Conference, the president of the Chinese Medicine Association is going to be an absolute laughingstock!

After discussing a few more matters with Wu Tian, Cui Chong and Xiao Liang took their leave as evening approached.

When Wu Tian returned home, neither Murong Yezi nor Qin Yuhan asked him about his meeting. A home, after all, should be a place of freedom, not constraint. If Wu Tian wanted to talk about it, he would. If he chose not to, they wouldn't press him. This was the ideal family dynamic.

After dinner, Murong Yezi and Qin Yuhan went to wash the dishes, while Wu Tian held the little one and watched TV. The little girl had stopped watching cartoons, mainly because most of the good ones had been banned. Instead, she was watching an old drama called *The Crescent Blade*. During the first episode, viewers commented that the protagonist, Ding Peng, was unremarkably plain-looking.