After divorcing my celebrity wife, I became the world's richest person Chapter 273: Chapter 273 Nursing Home

Zhou Shengtao saw these people and respectfully greeted them before pulling Chen Yu in with him.

"Xiao Chen, all these elderly folks are retired, and due to various degrees of disability in their bodies, the state has done its utmost to arrange their twilight years. However, our current dical conditions are limited, and many of them can't be cured of their illnesses and injuries, and that's why we've called you..."

"Understood!" Chen Yu replied promptly and then went straight to the middle of the elderly group, grabbing an old man whose body was bent to the extre.

This elderly man's bones had beco faded and gray, and his muscles had atrophied significantly. He was extrely frail.

After a brief examination of the elderly man's body, Chen Yu started gently moving his joints, taking advantage of the old man's enjoynt of the knowledge. Suddenly, he exerted force, and there was a rapid series of bone dislocations, creating an abrupt sound.

Before the elderly man could even cry out, Chen Yu had already withdrawn his hands. The previously extrely hunched-over old man now appeared normal.

The old man looked at his body with disbelief, his mouth agape. He had been paralyzed for over thirty years and never dread that he would be cured today.

"Young man, you must be the orthopedic doctor Xiao Zhou ntioned, right? I really didn't expect you to co so quickly, thank you so much."

Chen Yu returned a smile, "Elder, your body is only initially restored, and the most serious problem is your legs. When I set your bones in a while, you must endure the pain."

The old man laughed heartily, "Back in the day, I fought dozens of bandits by myself. I took a slash on my thigh, and my bone was chopped in half, but I didn't cry out in pain. Now it's just setting a bone, co on and do it."

Seeing the old man respond this way, Chen Yu didn't say much. He imdiately took hold of the old man's legs and began to move them gently.

Soon, a snap echoed in the room. The old man's eyes bulged as he valiantly bore the pain, stifling the urge to scream in his throat.

Chen Yu couldn't help but feel a surge of admiration for him; he knew the excruciating pain involved in setting bones to this extent, which for many requires anesthesia, yet the elderly man bore it stoically.

After allowing the old man a brief mont to recover, Chen Yu continued his work, albeit less fiercely this ti.

It took a full half-hour before the old man's leg bones were completely realigned.

Chen Yu exhaled a breath of stale air, then prescribed the old man a dose of dicine.

"Elder, the dicine I've prescribed is entirely herbal. You must take it as instructed when you get ho; otherwise, your muscle atrophy might recur."

The old man stood up shakily, taking the package of herbs with great reverence before excitedly taking a few steps.

"I've been paralyzed in bed for over thirty years, never imagining I might stand again one day. Thank you so much, young man. If you ever need anything, just co to . Whether I can help or not, I'll give it my all."

Chen Yu felt sowhat embarrassed, as for him, what he had done was extrely simple. Moreover, with the dical knowledge from the "Map of a Hundred Grasses for Cold Diseases" etched in his mind, it beca even simpler.

After chatting briefly with the old man, Chen Yu moved on to the other elderly individuals.

They each had different injuries, though many involved dislocated bones, which had deford over the years without proper treatnt.

Chen Yu went about treating the elderly one by one without much ado. Zhou Shengtao stood by, fetching various dicines and necessary items as per Chen Yu's instructions.

The old n who had been healed also joined in the efforts, imdiately acting upon Chen Yu's commands—whether because they felt better and wanted to move around more, or out of excitent.

It was not until the early morning of the next day that the physical condition of most patients at the elder care facility improved under Chen Yu's treatnt.

Unfortunately, there were simply too many patients here, and each one had more than one illness, so even with extrely complicated conditions.

To cure everyone here, Chen Yu might have to stay for over a week.

Chen Yu let out a sigh and didn't think too much about it. He found an empty bed and lay down to rest.

Although his physical condition had reached the human limit, the high-intensity treatnt sessions were still exhausting. He definitely needed to sleep for a few hours.

The elderly who had been treated by Chen Yu saw him asleep and spontaneously beca extra careful.

Whether they were walking or doing anything else, they made no noise, and even posted "no noise" signs in every corner.

A few elders discussed among themselves and went straight to the kitchen, intending to cook so delicious food for Chen Yu.

When it was two in the afternoon, Chen Yu finally woke up.

But when he woke up, he saw several benevolent-looking elders walking in front of his bed, carrying large basins filled with specialty dishes in their hands.

To put it plainly, these were casserole dishes typically made by certain departnts, and were only prepared during tis of combat. However, those who had served in these departnts maintained the tradition of preparing large casserole dishes after demobilization.

Chen Yu was sowhat comforted by the aroma wafting from these dishes, touched by the thoughtfulness of these elders.

He didn't say much and simply grabbed a basin of food and began to eat voraciously.

He hadn't had a proper al since he returned from Europe, and his stomach had long been empty.

Now, with several large basins of fragrant food in front of him, how could he not eat?

The only thing was, the amount he ate in one go shocked the elderly—he finished six large basins of food.

What was most important was that after eating all the food, Chen Yu acted as if nothing was amiss, even patting his belly as if he was still not fully satisfied.

One of the old grandfathers approached with concern and patted Chen Yu on the shoulder.

"Young man, you've eaten several basins of food, that's enough for ten people! Won't you feel a bit overstuffed? If there's any problem with your body, you must tell us in advance!"

Chen Yu just waved his hand, not concerned, then stood up and walked over to an elderly man.

This old man had a longstanding issue with his scapula bone, which had caused his body to be in a constant state of torsion, even making his neck look crooked.

Chen Yu gently massaged with his hands, then slowly started to rotate the elder's neck.

Once the old man got used to the rhythm, Chen Yu suddenly exerted force.