High Profile, Strength Decides Everything

No matter the era or the place, only those with true strength can earn respect and make others wary. You can keep a low profile, but only if you have the capital to go high-profile whenever you wish.

A person with no ability has no right to talk about keeping a low profile—he's just a coward. Only those who stand at the top have the right to say they act with humility and modesty.

Ninth Royal Uncle didn't say much to Serena Feng, only one sentence: "Your strength will always be yours." Serena could borrow power from others, but only by showing her own skills could she truly earn respect.

Just like Dr. Redwater and Dr. Marcus Guile barging in—though their actions were a bit arrogant, it also showed their strength. They didn’t care about the Crown Prince or the princes; if you angered them, they'd fight or kill without hesitation.

Since Prince Nolan said so, Serena Feng certainly couldn't back down anymore—especially in this seniority-driven profession. Getting the recognition of these two legendary doctors would make her future path much smoother. Reputation means everything to a physician; having these two praise her once is worth more than curing ten Victor Yuns.

Serena Feng stopped hiding her skills and tactfully pointed out the reason for their visit, steering the topic toward Victor Yun’s illness.

Dr. Redwater and Dr. Marcus Guile had come precisely for this. Naturally, they seized the opportunity, asking several sharp and professional questions about Victor Yun’s condition—clearly intent on testing Serena.

Serena was already used to this kind of treatment. Given her current age, no one would believe she possessed such advanced medical skills. No matter how talented, one still needs time to learn and practice. If she didn’t show some true ability, people simply wouldn’t believe her.

Serena dared not slack off. No matter what Dr. Redwater and Dr. Marcus Guile asked, she answered thoroughly and in detail, combining Western medical theory with traditional Chinese medicine.

Western medicine is actually a straightforward science—treat where it hurts, cut out or replace what’s damaged. Traditional medicine, on the other hand, is subtle and focused on balance, finding the root cause and slowly restoring it. Western medicine treats the symptoms; traditional medicine treats the root. There’s truth in that.

Still, Dr. Redwater and Dr. Marcus Guile were legendary doctors. Although Serena Feng’s explanation differed from traditional medicine, they understood that while surgery might not always cure the root cause, for patients it was fast, effective, and easy to learn.

Yes, Western medicine is clearly easier to learn than traditional medicine. You can train a surgical student in seven or eight years to become a top surgeon. Western medicine is all rules and procedures—just follow them, step by step.

But traditional medicine is different. It relies on experience—prescribing medicine depends on the doctor’s judgment. Every patient gets a unique formula, and even for the same illness, different people need different dosages. Only years of practice can achieve that.

After hearing Serena Feng’s detailed explanation of Victor Yun’s illness and her methods for treating external injuries, Dr. Redwater and Dr. Marcus Guile were about eighty percent convinced that it was truly Serena who cured Victor.

"Understand one case, understand a hundred—that’s a simple method." This was Dr. Redwater’s assessment of Serena’s skills. It sounded a bit dismissive, but he couldn’t deny it was true.

Understand one case, understand a hundred—if you know the human body well enough and have modern medical equipment, then after a few more years of training, a traditional medicine master could become a top surgeon. But the reverse isn’t so easy; for a Western medicine expert to master traditional medicine, all those herbs alone would drive them crazy, never mind adjusting dosages for each patient.

From Dr. Redwater and Dr. Marcus Guile’s words, Serena realized they didn’t think much of her medical skills, but she wasn’t offended. After all, she had made the process sound simple.

Serena just smiled and, together with Dr. Redwater and Dr. Marcus Guile, shifted the conversation from Victor Yun’s illness to human anatomy and tissue structure.

She wasn’t well-versed in traditional medicine theory, but when it came to human anatomy, no one in the Nine Provinces Realm could match her. After her detailed explanation, Dr. Redwater and Dr. Marcus Guile looked rather uncomfortable—Serena made it sound as if they didn’t understand their own patients.

Dr. Marcus Guile could still maintain his masterly composure and didn’t argue with a junior, but Dr. Redwater couldn’t stand Serena’s ‘showing off’ and rudely interrupted: "Just petty tricks. With your little bit of skill, you’d be helpless against a truly difficult case."

If she didn’t have the Smart Med-Pack and all its equipment, Dr. Redwater’s assessment would be completely accurate. Without medical devices and ready-made drugs, a small-time surgeon is really nothing. There’s no helping it—they simply know too little.

Western medicine divides fields into specialties—internal medicine, surgery, pediatrics, gynecology, ENT, ophthalmology, dermatology, and so on. Then there’s pharmacology, anesthesiology, anatomy, clinical medicine. But in traditional medicine, a single doctor can do it all.

It was blatant contempt. If it were any other young doctor, they’d surely argue back. But Serena wasn’t angry at all, and replied politely, "Senior Redwater is right. What I know is just minor skills—how could I compare to you two real masters? You’re the true healers; I’m just following a fringe path."

In the Nine Provinces Realm, traditional medicine is the orthodox treasure. What Serena learned really is a fringe path—it’s not that she’s belittling Western medicine, but the environment and mainstream here are simply different.

In the modern world, Western medicine is mainstream and traditional medicine is fading—after all, traditional medicine is just so hard to master, while Western medicine is easier to learn.

"At least you have some insight." Dr. Redwater saw how polite Serena was, always showing goodwill, and found her much more agreeable. Earlier, he’d looked at her with nothing but annoyance—that was just him venting his anger.

After all, they’d just lost so much face. If they didn’t vent on someone, their pride would be shattered. Serena’s humble attitude let Dr. Redwater cool down; he glanced at Dr. Marcus Guile, signaling him to speak up.

When there’s work to be done, the junior takes it. Dr. Marcus Guile understood Dr. Redwater’s intention and, with a serious expression, said to Serena, if possible, they wanted to witness her disinfection, suturing, and craniotomy techniques firsthand. No need to use people—just a few animals would do.

Serena didn’t refuse and readily agreed, letting the two of them follow her to the operating room.

Dr. Redwater and Dr. Marcus Guile exchanged a glance, their eyes lighting up. Though they’d kept dismissing Serena’s theories, the truth was they were very interested. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have let go of their earlier humiliation so easily.

They’d done similar things before—like cutting away rotten flesh to treat wounds, or amputating a decayed leg or arm to save a life.

The cases Serena described—they’d tried them too, but their success rate was low. Every time they operated like that, patients would develop high fevers and inflammation. In the end, survival depended on the patient’s own strength; those who couldn’t endure simply died.

Since Serena could open a skull and keep the patient alive, she must have real expertise. If they could learn even a little from her, it would be a great benefit to them...