City’s Best Divine Doctor
Chapter 375 - 375 376 The Illness Worsens

375: Chapter 376: The Illness Worsens 375: Chapter 376: The Illness Worsens Liang Shipeng touched the top of his head, feeling its bareness, and as he shouted out, Zhang Jing, who had just lain down to rest, rushed to get up.

“Old Liang, what’s wrong?”

“I, I’ve lost all my hair.”

In fact, Liang Shipeng’s hair hadn’t all fallen out, it was just almost gone, and now, it was all over the pillow.

He could grab a handful at a time.

That morning, Liang Shipeng found that he still had quite a bit of hair, but now there was hardly any left.

That’s what terrified him, although he had heard early on that chemotherapy had severe side effects, such as complete hair loss, he had not expected the situation to become so serious just after the first round of chemotherapy.

“Old Liang, it’s normal to lose hair during chemotherapy, it was bound to all fall out sooner or later.”

Zhang Jing said, trying to comfort him.

Now, Liang Shipeng was becoming increasingly afraid.

He felt he was still young, just over fifty years old, at the peak of his life and career, and he didn’t want to die so soon.

But the current situation had scared him terribly.

“Zhang Jing, I don’t want to die.”

Liang Shipeng said, almost crying.

Before, he had never worried about these things because he thought he was very healthy, but now, facing this torment of illness and the pain of treatment, he realized his fear of death from cancer was coming from deep within his heart.

Previously, when he had no money or power, he didn’t care about life or death.

However, now with money, power, and status, he realized that the more he had, the more he feared death.

“Old Liang, you need to be mentally prepared at all times.”

“What mental preparation?”

Liang Shipeng asked.

“Director Luo told me that not only have your cancer cells not decreased, but they have also started spreading and metastasizing to other parts.

He is considering conservative treatment with traditional Chinese medicine to spare you the pain, and since you have just finished the first round of chemotherapy, it might be a long time before you can undergo the second round.

So, he said, eat whatever you want and drink whatever you want.”

Zhang Jing’s eyes had turned red even as she spoke.

Both Zhang Jing and Liang Shipeng understood the meaning behind those words.

When Liang Shipeng suddenly fell silent, Zhang Jing didn’t say anything more and let him rest.

As Zhang Jing lay down to rest, she could hear her husband’s breathing becoming labored, as sharp as a knife, the air he inhaled scraped past his respiratory organs.

This not only caused Liang Shipeng great pain in his lungs but also affected Zhang Jing’s rest.

Zhang Jing felt very uncomfortable upon hearing the kind of breathing sounds coming from Liang Shipeng.

Furthermore, she could smell a foul odor.

In fact, this odor was the scent of decay from the rotting organs inside Liang Shipeng’s body, what Ye Qiu referred to as the smell of death.

Patients emitting such a deathly stench usually lived no longer than a week.

Now Liang Shipeng showed obvious signs of further deterioration, particularly difficulty breathing.

On the other hand, that wasn’t all, Liang Shipeng was also experiencing persistent coughing, severe enough that he could barely spit out the phlegm in time.

Now Zhang Jing didn’t stay in Liang Shipeng’s private VIP ward anymore, instead, she came out and let the dedicated female nurse take care of Liang Shipeng.

Stepping outside, she no longer smelled the unpleasant stench of death.

When she breathed in the fresh air, she thought about her husband’s current condition.

Zhang Jing knew she couldn’t wait any longer.

She took out her phone and dialed Zhou Yuxia’s private number.

Zhou Yuxia and her husband were already asleep.

Her phone suddenly rang—it was already past midnight.

Zhou Yuxia wondered who would call her at this hour, and just as she was about to reject the call, she realized it was from Zhang Jing and answered, “Mrs.

Liang, what’s the matter?”

“Miss Zhou, I’m really sorry to disturb your rest so late at night, but, Mr.

Liang’s condition has started to deteriorate.

I was wondering how Dr.

Ye’s situation is?”

Zhou Yuxia didn’t expect Liang Shipeng’s condition to be so serious, and could only tell the truth, “Mrs.

Liang, to be honest with you, I did call Dr.

Ye, but Dr.

Ye is unwilling to treat Chairman Liang.”

Zhang Jing paused for a few seconds before saying, “I understand.

I won’t disturb your rest anymore.”

After hanging up on Zhang Jing’s side, Zhou Yuxia looked at the phone number, feeling helpless.

“Who was it?”

Ma Yongsheng asked.

“It was a call from Zhang Jing, the wife of the chairman of Liang Group.

Now Liang Shipeng has also been diagnosed with late-stage lung cancer, and she wanted me to ask Ye Qiu to treat him, but Ye Qiu is unwilling.

What can I do?”

Zhou Yuxia said.

“Then just ignore it.”

Now Ma Yongsheng was feeling very sleepy, suddenly woken up by Zhang Jing’s call, which left him feeling somewhat uncomfortable.

Zhang Jing looked at the phone helplessly.

She didn’t go back to the private VIP ward, but leaned against the bench outside.

It wasn’t until early the next morning when Zhang Jing returned to the ward that she saw her husband’s complexion had worsened even more.

“Mrs.

Liang, Mr.

Liang is not just coughing now, but also coughing up blood severely.

This is the blood he coughed up last night.”

In the middle and late stages of lung cancer, coughing up blood is the most obvious symptom, as the cancerous tissues have rich blood vessels that often lead to persistent, intermittent minor bleeding in phlegm that is difficult to control.

When the cancer erodes the major blood vessels, it can cause massive hemoptysis.

Last night, Liang Shipeng began coughing up blood incessantly during his coughing fits.

To the nurse, Mr.

Liang’s condition was very serious.

Zhang Jing hastily went to Luo Wenke’s office.

Luo Wenke was getting ready to go home and rest, but when he saw Zhang Jing coming, he asked, “Mrs.

Liang, what’s the matter?”

“Mr.

Liang’s condition has worsened again, you need to come and see him quickly.”

Luo Wenke hurried to Liang Shipeng’s private VIP ward, and it was obvious from the condition last night that this was an aggravation of late-stage lung cancer symptoms.

First, there was severe breathing difficulty, followed by serious coughing, and now massive bleeding from coughing up blood.

As for other symptoms, last night, after Luo Wenke examined Liang Shipeng and saw the check-up report, it was clear there was liver metastasis from lung cancer, as well as lung cancer metastasis to the kidneys and adrenal glands.

All of these are clear signs of late-stage lung cancer worsening, and if it reached brain metastasis from lung cancer, and even bone metastasis, it would almost certainly be fatal.

Many patients, when they reach this stage, suffer from pain all over their bodies, living in excruciating pain until they die.

“Mrs.

Liang, these are clear signs of Chairman Liang’s late-stage lung cancer worsening.

Currently, chemotherapy is temporarily ineffective, and other Western medicines can only provide pain relief, so it’s better to have the old Chinese medicine practitioner come and prescribe a conservative treatment.”

Luo Wenke knew that when patients reached this stage, there was no way for him to treat them.

And as for Western medicine, the three effective methods of treating cancer—surgery, radiotherapy, and chemotherapy—are not suitable for treating Liang Shipeng now.

Chemotherapy had just ended its first phase, so regardless of how proficient Luo Wenke’s Western Medical Skills were, he felt powerless now.