Don Vito led Shen Yu into the room next door, one of the main bedrooms, almost as luxurious and extravagant.
Shen Yu laid down on the bed, and the doctors gathered around. During the basic examination, the doctors' faces changed, and they asked Shen Yu in a terrified tone, "You... just flew a helicopter for two hours?"
Such endurance was truly amazing, almost surpassing the limits of human ability.
"Mm," Shen Yu murmured with his eyes closed in response.
As soon as he lay down on the bed, exhaustion surged in. The pain and aching were now numb.
The attending doctor's face turned pale and he said to Don Vito, "We must operate immediately."
"Then get moving," Don Vito's face turned ashen. Fortunately, they were here, at the Mafia's convalescent hospital, which looked like a villa from the outside but had medical facilities comparable to those in Swiss convalescent hospitals.
