Shocking the Whole Internet! You Are Not a Psychologist at All!

Chapter 473-476

Chapter 473 The Father and Son Who Came to See a Doctor

Chen Yu, a seasoned streamer, had encountered countless personalities during his long career.

He opted not to judge the middle-aged woman's warped morals, as the law would handle her actions.

A complex mix of emotions flickered across [Life is only a few autumns]'s face as he observed his now-hysterical wife.

Did he hate her? Undoubtedly.

Yet, the proverb "a hundred nights of gratitude for a single night as husband and wife" echoed in his mind.

Witnessing his wife's breakdown left him utterly helpless.

In a silent act of support, he paid the 10,000 yuan for treatment without saying a word.

Deciding to cool down, he ended the call.

Viewers, captivated by the drama, flooded the chat.

"Whoa, Dr. Chen's stream is a rollercoaster ride!"

"More like a zoo showcasing human nature!"

"Such a heartless woman! How can she be a mother?"

They soon realized the three-part livestream had concluded.

"See you next time, chat." Chen Yu signed off with a faint smile.

The screen promptly displayed, "Host has gone offline."

Disgruntled new viewers tuned in just as Chen Yu logged off at 8 PM, peak traffic time for the Huyu platform.

Glancing at the door, he took a swig of water from the dispenser.

Suddenly, a man's voice called from outside, "Excuse me, are you still open?"

"Come in," Chen Yu replied.

The door opened to reveal a man pushing a wheelchair and carrying a seemingly emotionless boy of around 17 or 18.

The man in his forties pushing the chair wore a hopeful yet downtrodden expression.

"Are you Dr. Chen?" The man inquired, a glimmer of hope in his voice.

Chen Yu confirmed his identity with a nod. "Yes, that's me. You must be the patient's family member, correct?"

"Dr. Chen, please save my son!" the man pleaded.

"Everyone talks about your miracles. You can cure him, right?"

Overcome with emotion, the man released the wheelchair's handle and took two hasty steps toward Chen Yu, attempting to kneel.

"There's a misunderstanding," Chen Yu interrupted, his expression firm.

"This is a treatment room, not a temple. Kneeling and kowtowing are unnecessary here. If you insist, you'll need to take your son elsewhere."

"No, no misunderstandings, Dr. Chen," the man stammered. "I just..."

"I understand your plight," Chen Yu interjected.

"Your son's illness has taken a toll on you. As a doctor, I empathize with families facing such struggles. This is a place for medical treatment. You pay, I treat. There's no need for elaborate gestures. I'll do my best to help. Please, take a seat."

A thought flickered across Chen Yu's mind.

This could be the breakthrough he has been waiting for.

"Thank you, Dr. Chen," the man said, visibly relieved as he settled into a chair.