"Lung cancer, right?"
In the room, Jin Wusuan fell silent, with his most trusted guards and butler standing beside him.
Because Li Ang has spared no effort to publish articles in various publications over the years, the people of Yu State have already known the concept of cancer. "I just saw the article written by you, Li Xiaolangjun, a few days ago,"
Jin Wusuan took a deep breath and said slowly: "Many diseases that were considered incurable in the past were all cancers.
【Chock】is esophageal cancer, 【gastric reflux】is gastric cancer, 【accumulation】is visceral tumor, 【瘎箕】 is abdominal tumor, and 【uterine bleeding】is cervical cancer.
In the past, the average life span of people was not high, and many people were easily killed by diseases such as blood carbuncle and malaria before dying of cancer, so cancer can be regarded as a kind of 'disease of wealth'."
He paused for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said: "I am jokingly known as the richest man in Yu State among the people. It is normal to fall ill due to wealth. I just thought that because I was used to eating too much, it would be stomach cancer or something like that."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Manager Jin on the side burst into tears and couldn't help sobbing.
"Why are you crying? I'm not dead yet."
Jin Wusuan patted the table, took a deep breath, and asked Li Ang in a deep voice: "Li Xiaolangjun, is there any cure for this disease?"
"It is now in the middle and late stages of peripheral lung cancer. Lymphatic metastasis has occurred. Cancer cells have invaded adjacent lung segments and lymph nodes around the lobar bronchus, and invaded the parietal pleura."
Li Ang replied seriously: "At this stage, there is no way to save the situation."
Even in a different world with advanced medical science, treatment of mid-to-late stage lung cancer is difficult, and the five-year survival rate is only between 10-30%.
This is based on the use of radiotherapy, chemotherapy, targeted therapy and other methods.
There are no radiotherapy machines, no chemotherapy drugs, and no molecular genetic testing methods or targeted drugs.
It's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice, she doesn't even have a pot or firewood.
"."
Jin Wusuan was silent again. Li Ang was the best doctor in the Yu Kingdom and even in the world. Even the arrogant and high-minded imperial doctors at the Imperial Medical Office were convinced by him and regarded his books as golden rules.
He said that if there is no medicine or stone to treat it, then it is really an incurable disease.
"How long can you probably live?"
"not optimistic."
Li Ang said frankly: "The cancerous tissue at this stage has spread. I can perform a medium-risk surgery on you and try to remove part of the tumor.
But you have read the article I wrote, cancer cells will spread. Even if only a small part is missed, they will come back.
If it is not cut cleanly, or in other words, if it is cut cleanly, it means death immediately.
In addition to surgery, some medications can also be used to delay the disease.
Under the most optimistic scenario, you can live for three to five years.
In the least optimistic scenario, without surgery, the life expectancy is only about three to six months."
"March to June."
Jin Wusuan opened his mouth, and when he was about to say something, he couldn't help but cough violently.
The butler with tears streaming down his face quickly handed over a jade bowl and asked Jin Wusuan to cough up blood-streaked phlegm into it.
Li Ang sighed, Jin Wusuan was born as a commoner, started from scratch and accumulated the most wealth in the world, and enjoyed as much luxury as the princes and nobles, but he still couldn't escape the disease.
Jin Wusuan finished coughing up bloody phlegm, his eyes were red, and his voice was hoarse and he said: "Will this disease cause pain before death?"
"meeting."
Li Ang nodded and said: "The cancer may metastasize along the blood and lymphatic channels and spread to the surrounding areas. If it metastasizes to the trachea, it will compress the esophagus, causing difficulty in breathing and swallowing.
Transferred to the kidneys, it can cause low back pain and renal insufficiency.
Transferred to the digestive tract, it can cause loss of appetite, pain in the liver area, and jaundice.
Transferred to the bones, it will cause local pain. If it compresses the joints, it will also cause joint effusion.
The brain and heart are also at risk of cancer.
Strong painkillers are needed to relieve the severe pain throughout the body."
Jin Wusuan nodded slowly, ".I understand."
"Think about it, whether you want treatment. Give me an answer tomorrow."
Li Ang stood up and said: "If you want treatment, you must arrange an operation as soon as possible. In addition, let your people collect yew trees that are more than a hundred years old. I need the bark to make medicine.
By the way, I will keep your condition a secret for you."
He declined Jin Wusuan's move to get up to see off the guests, and left Jin's Mansion with Li Leling and the others.
The wooden door closed and the room returned to silence.
Jin Wusuan sat behind the table, looking at the blood threads floating on the water in the jade bowl worth a thousand yuan, and suddenly asked: "Lao Jiu, how many years have you been following me?"
Manager Jin wiped the tears from his face and replied: "It has been thirty-three years and four months since I returned to Dalang. At that time, there was a demon disaster in the southern border of the Yu Kingdom. Demons and aliens rushed out of the barren mountains and wreaked havoc, killing one after another.
A village or town, including my home.
I was only six years old at the time and was stuffed under the pile of corpses by my parents and almost suffocated to death. It was you, Da Lang, who passed by and heard the crying and pulled me out from under the pile of corpses."
"yes."
Jin Wusuan murmured: "When I think about that demonic disaster, I still can't help but tremble all over.
Within two days, 60,000 to 70,000 people died at the mouths of demons. Two deputy commanders of the Suppression Department and six academic doctors also died.
If Lu Qingya and Jianquan Monk hadn't come forward to turn the tide and lure away the demonic disaster, the demons would not be able to attack Kunzhou City.
Many more people died."
"Da Lang."
Butler Jin looked at Jin Wusuan with some concern.
He knew that Jin Wusuan had always been grateful to Lu Qingya and Jianquan Monk for their life-saving grace. Over the years, he had actively donated money and materials, built several buildings for Luli Academy, and built many temples for Tiantai Mountain.
But now that Jianquan has been classified as an evil heretic, everyone avoids him and pays special attention to what he says.
"I'm already about to die, so why should I worry about disaster coming from my mouth?"
Jin Wusuan waved his palms, and after breathing heavily for a while, he said hoarsely: "Please help me prepare the carriage first. I want to go into the palace and explain the situation to Your Majesty and the Queen.
Then you go and summon all the managers of Liuguang Bank and other firms and agree to meet in the evening. I have something to tell you."
He went to the palace because he had been collecting money for the Li Yu clan for many years, and there were many channels for conveying benefits that only he had full control over. He must explain clearly to the emperor and empress before his death and recommend subsequent successors.
As for summoning business managers, it was more about explaining to future generations - he had children at an old age, and the oldest child was only ten years old. He did not expect his children to take over the entire business before his death, but only wanted to leave some family wealth for them.
Eaten and wiped clean.
The housekeeper went out to prepare the carriage, and the two guards also left the room under Jin Wusuan's order.
He was the only one left in the room. The richest man in the Yu Kingdom slowly reached into his arms and took out a jade pendant that had lost all its moisture and had become petrified.
Close your eyes, childhood memories flood into your mind.
Kind grandparents, serious father, gentle mother, younger brothers and sisters who always follow him, childhood sweethearts with braids
Thirty years is too long, and the faces of those closest to me are blurred in my memory.
Some debts must be repaid eventually.
Jin Wusuan opened his eyes, silently put away the jade pendant, and stood up.
He planned to kill someone before dying.
One, Brother Zhuxiao.
This chapter has been completed!