You could tell from the way he treated Elder Hua.
Though Fu Hongyuan was shrewd and somewhat worldly, he still held Elder Hua in great respect.
"Oh? There are still people with large quantities of aged medicinal herbs? I really would like to meet them when I have the chance."
The moment Hua Mingyuan heard that someone possessed a large supply of old medicinal herbs, Fu Hongyuan had immediately led him off track.
For practitioners of traditional Chinese medicine, none could resist the temptation of aged medicinal herbs.
"Hehe, no problem. I'll definitely introduce you when I have the time."
"You still haven't told me what difficult case you encountered."
"Though I'm not as skilled as you, I've seen quite a few difficult and complicated cases over the years. Perhaps I might be able to help."
Fu Hongyuan was an arrogant man at heart.
He spoke so politely only out of respect for Elder Hua.
Had it been someone else with medical skills roughly equal to Elder Hua's, he would not have spoken this way.
This could be seen from the confidence revealed in his tone.
He did not believe there were any difficult or complicated illnesses left that he had never encountered.
After all, many of the patients he had cured had already been declared dead by hospitals.
That was the source of his confidence.
How could Elder Hua not understand this disciple of his?
Thus, he did not feel much displeasure at Fu Hongyuan's overly confident tone.
On the contrary, he rather appreciated it.
After all, doctors needed confidence. If they did not even have faith in themselves, how could they treat patients?
Of course, confidence and blind self-confidence were not the same thing and could not be confused.
After hearing Fu Hongyuan's words, Elder Hua saw no