The old man from Jinshan was instantly excited. He didn't expect that Chen Yu could actually discern his illness, and even cure other ailments plaguing his body.His years as a chef had inflicted him with numerous diseases.

He had once been examined by a specialist doctor who warned that without timely treatment, he might not live much longer. But many of his illnesses were chronic and complex, and even a top medical team might not be able to cure them completely.

Now, hearing that Chen Yu could cure him, he immediately stood up.

Chen Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he still had to pretend to be well-acquainted with the old man from Jinshan as he moved to the audience seats.

The organizers immediately breathed a sigh of relief as well, and then announced that the banquet would continue.

The grand hall suddenly transformed into a stage for chefs from all walks to showcase their skills.

Chen Yu, however, was sitting there grabbing the old man from Jinshan's arm, continually manipulating his body with a series of crackling sounds.

This frightened the people nearby, who had no clue what Chen Yu was doing. A few even thought to intervene, but they were stopped by the old man from Jinshan.

Before long, the old man from Jinshan stood up, looking rejuvenated and spirited.

He walked a few steps and excitedly threw his walking stick to the side.

"I can finally move freely again!"

It had to be said that the old man from Jinshan had indeed suffered from many old injuries; there were more than twenty places where his bones were misaligned. Had Chen Yu's bone-setting technique not been so superb, he probably couldn't have been healed.

But that was not all. Chen Yu handed over a prescription, directly handing it to the old man from Jinshan.

"This prescription is designed specifically for your body. Among these meat ingredients, you must choose the freshest ones, and you absolutely must follow the sequence listed on the prescription during preparation, or the consequences would be unimaginable." seaʀᴄh thё novёlF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

The old man from Jinshan nodded repeatedly. As a chef, he was very knowledgeable about Chinese cuisine and especially interested in dietary therapy within it.

In his younger days, he had traveled to the East just to learn about medicinal diet therapy. However, given the multitude of chef sects there, no one was willing to teach him, and he could only return home dejectedly.

Now that he had finally obtained a dietary therapy prescription, he naturally would not pass up such an opportunity. He would surely study it in detail when he got back, especially since it was for treating his own illness.

The people sitting nearby were already frightened by this scene. Just a short while ago, the two men were at drawn swords, and now they seemed to be chatting like good friends. Moreover, the old man from Jinshan held Chen Yu's hand and kept shaking it as if he were speaking to a relative.

Time passed unknowingly, and the competition at the venue had reached its climax. Perhaps because of Chen Yu's earlier impressive performance, this competition didn't select any particularly notable chefs.

At this moment, a middle-aged man wearing sunglasses slowly entered the venue. He exuded an extremely strong medicinal scent, similar to that of an orthopedic patch.

Chen Yu furrowed his brow upon smelling this scent, as he had seen every ancient prescription in the world and was familiar with a wide variety of medicines.

The scent emanating from the middle-aged man was that of a long-lost orthopedic patch.

There was one particular ingredient that was exceptionally hard to find, one that even Chen Yu had not managed to fully replicate.

Yet this man bore that scent on his person.

"Old Mr. Jin, we meet again. Have you considered the matter from last time? If you agree, I can fix your bones immediately and cure your other ailments as well," the man said.

The old man from Jinshan's face darkened as he looked up coldly at the middle-aged man before him, and then took a small token from his person and threw it on the ground.

"Kriech, take your damn trinket and get out of here. I do not need your treatment, and from now on all benefits you received here are revoked."

Kriech's eyes widened in shock. "Old sir, you cannot delay treatment for your ailment any longer—if you do, the consequences could be dire. Let me treat you right now. As for the conditions I previously mentioned, we'll just cut them in half."

However, the old man from Jinshan completely ignored him and, pulling Chen Yu, prepared to leave. But after just two steps, Kriech suddenly shouted out loud.

"Old sir, can you reveal who cured your illness? I want to have a word with him. I refuse to believe that someone in this world can completely heal all the bone dislocations you had."

The old man from Jinshan snorted coldly and then pointed at Chen Yu beside him.

"This gentleman right here cured me. His medical skill is extremely brilliant; the entire treatment process took less than three minutes. When you did the first treatment session for me, it seems it took you an entire day, and even then, that merely eased my rheumatism."

Kriech's pupils quivered, and his gaze fixed on Chen Yu, hostility accumulating on his face.

"Sir, there is a saying in the medical world: once a patient has chosen a doctor, they must stick with them to the end. Changing doctors midway can lead to serious issues. Surely, you understand such a principle."

Chen Yu plainly understood what this man meant; such a rule applied only to the West. In the East, patients naturally selected whoever provided the better treatment.

"Mr. Kriech, I don't want to argue with you, but I have already cured Mr. Jin's illness. I hope you won't interfere anymore in the future." Continue reading on mvl

Grinding his teeth and full of resentment, Kriech was at a loss about what to do next.

Just as he was brooding, a piercing scream suddenly erupted nearby.

A man in his twenties, having lost his footing, tumbled down the stairs.

His body was so twisted that it seemed he had fractured in multiple places, and he continuously spat out foam from his mouth, indicating that his ribs had likely punctured his internal organs.

Kriech suddenly perked up, rushing to the man's side and taking out a medical kit to start examining him.