Lung cancer is definitely terminal, and the mortality rate is basically one hundred percent. Even if caught and treated early, it typically recurs within a few years.

And by the second recurrence, when the cancer cells have generally spread, it is untreatable.

Now, it is discovered that the lung shadow in Zhu Yunhui’s X-ray is very clear, which is evidently a sign of cancer.

However, because this involves the daughter of Vice Mayor Zhu, Director Zhao is uncertain.

The other director came to look and, by comparison, it indeed seems very likely.

"This could very likely be lung cancer, but why wasn’t it seen in yesterday’s X-ray, but it is seen today?"

With today’s advanced medical equipment like CT scans, they can capture images inside the body very clearly. If there’s anything abnormal, it’s very easy to notice.

"If it really is, then what should we do?"

Director Zhao asked.

"We’d better go find the Dean first."

The two hurriedly headed to the Dean’s office.

Dean Li was just about to finish work as they arrived.

Seeing the two rushing over, he found it odd.

"What’s the matter?"

"Dean, we just re-examined Vice Mayor Zhu’s son and suddenly found a possible lung cancer."

A possible lung cancer?

Doesn’t that mean he potentially has it?

"Are you sure?"

"The X-ray result is out."

Director Zhao quickly handed the X-ray result to Dean Li. After seeing the lung shadow image, Dean Li also found it concerning.

"Have you informed Mrs. Zhu?"

"No, we don’t dare to tell her."

This seems a bit troublesome.

Originally, they thought it was just injuries from a fight, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be cancer now.

This matter can’t be delayed. Otherwise, if Vice Mayor Zhu ends up blaming them, the Dean couldn’t bear that responsibility.

"Come with me."

Dean Li quickly got up and rushed with the two to Zhu Yunhui’s private high-end ward.

At this time, in Zhu Yunhui’s private high-end ward, his mother and the maid were still present.

These two women only thought that Zhu Yunhui suddenly had bad breath, body odor, and hair loss.

Unexpectedly, when they saw Dean Li coming and noticed his unusual expression, Zhu Yunhui’s mother was a bit puzzled.

"Madam, could you please step outside for a moment? I have something to discuss with you."

Something to discuss?

What could it be?

Zhu Yunhui’s mother followed him outside.

Once outside, Dean Li faced Zhu Yunhui’s mother and said, "Madam, you need to prepare yourself mentally."

Prepare mentally?

Basically, when hearing this phrase in Huaxia, it never signifies something good.

Upon hearing it, Zhu Yunhui’s mother felt a sudden unease.

"Dean Zhao, what is it exactly?"

"The X-ray results of the young master Zhu just came out. They showed a shadow in his lungs, and while it’s not certain yet, there is a ninety percent chance that the young master might have lung cancer. Judging by the shadow image, it’s likely already in the mid-stage."

Mid-stage lung cancer?

Indeed, upon hearing this, Zhu Yunhui’s mother felt her world spinning and nearly fainted.

If her son had merely been beaten up, she might not have been so affected.

But now, with a mid-stage lung cancer diagnosis, wouldn’t it mean losing her child in her middle age?

What does this imply?

She knew all too well.

"How could this happen?"

Supported by the two attending doctors, Zhu Yunhui’s mother, in disbelief, asked.

"We also don’t know why this is happening. It’s possible that the young master already had lung cancer, which was not detected earlier."

Typically, lung cancer patients are mostly middle-aged and elderly, but there’s a growing possibility among younger people now.

"Then, what should we do now?"

"Madam, the first step is to confirm it as soon as possible, then treat it. But even with treatment, cancer now cannot be completely cured. That’s why we ask you to prepare mentally."

"I, I need to call Lao Zhu."

Zhu Yunhui’s mother took out her phone, feeling too weak, her hands trembling as she tried to dial her husband’s number.

But she realized she didn’t have the strength to do it.

So Dean Li helped her, quickly dialed Vice Mayor Zhu’s number, and placed the phone by Zhu Yunhui’s mother’s ear as she heard her husband’s voice asking: "Dear, what’s the matter?"

"It’s about our son. The hospital found out he might have lung cancer."

Lung cancer?

Suddenly, on the other end, Vice Mayor Zhu was utterly stunned.

Despite going through countless trials in the political arena, he had never faced such a severe blow. Now, hearing that his son might have lung cancer, his hand almost dropped the phone.

Given that this is what the hospital stated, it certainly could not be a lie.

"I’m coming to the hospital right now."

The call was immediately terminated.

As the two doctors supported Zhu Yunhui’s mother to sit aside, at this point, she couldn’t care less about whether Ye Qiu had hit her son or not.

Moreover, she even considered that if Ye Qiu hadn’t hit her son and prompted him to visit the hospital for an examination, they might never have known about this condition.

"My son had a full body examination six months ago, and nothing was wrong. Why suddenly mid-stage lung cancer?" asked Zhu Yunhui’s mother in disbelief.

"Madam, we are not sure either, but cancer cells can spread rapidly. In early stages, cancer is hard to detect, even during check-ups. Sometimes, it might not be spotted, and then within a month, cancer cells spread quickly. By the time it’s discovered, it could already be mid-to-late stage," Director Zhao explained.

If that’s the case, then Zhu Yunhui’s mother realized her son might have developed cancer cells just a month ago. But why did he have no symptoms or discomfort?

"Are his symptoms of sudden bad breath, body odor, and hair loss related to this disease?" she asked again.

"There’s a strong possibility," Director Zhao responded.

"Madam, don’t worry. Our hospital will do its utmost to treat the young master Zhu. If we can’t, we can always transfer him to another hospital. In any case, this illness shouldn’t be delayed."

While knowing this, Zhu Yunhui’s mother understood all too well that cancer is terminal. It’s a condition money and power can’t resolve, and it’s essentially untreatable.

There might only be a faint hope left, allowing for a few more years of life at most.

At this moment, feeling lost, she could only wait for her husband’s arrival.

Upon receiving the call from his wife, Vice Mayor Zhu, who was busy in his office, urgently called his secretary to head to the hospital.

"Boss, what’s happened to the young master?" asked the secretary.

"The hospital examination suggests he might have lung cancer."