Chapter 369 - Chemotherapy Side Effects
Chapter 369 of "City's Best Divine Doctor" opens presenting: Liang Shipeng, after undergoing his first chemotherapy, quickly fell into a drug-induced slumber.Around eleven oâclock... Donât stop now!
Liang Shipeng, after undergoing his first chemotherapy, quickly fell into a drug-induced slumber.
Around eleven oâclock at night, Liang Bin, who had been out having fun with Li Chan all afternoon, once again visited his fatherâs private room in Jinling Hospital.
Li Chan was holding a bouquet of flowers, Liang Bin a bag of fruit, and when they entered, they saw their father sleeping very quietly, while their mother Zhang Jing looked to be in a bad mood.
âMom, Iâve come to see Dad.â
Liang Bin said.
Zhang Jing wasnât happy to see Li Chan, this enchantress, appear again and cling to her son, but now Liang Shipengâs illness was the more pressing matter, so she let these issues go for the moment.
As Li Chan placed the bouquet in a vase, Liang Bin sat next to his mother Zhang Jing and asked, âMom, how is Dadâs condition?â
âSigh, the doctor confirmed tonight that your father is in the middle to late stages of lung cancer.
Half an hour ago, your father started his first round of chemotherapy, and now he is asleep.â
Late-stage lung cancer?
First round of chemotherapy?
Upon hearing this, Liang Bin glanced at Li Chan, who also gave him a look, both deep in thought.
Liang Bin didnât know why he felt a sense of relief.
However, his face still showed a look of concern as he asked, âMom, what will happen to Dadâs condition then?â
âI donât know, we can only wait and see the treatment effect.
If the first round of chemotherapy works well, heâll continue to the second round.
If it doesnât work, we might have to resort to traditional Chinese medicine.â
At that stage, Zhang Jing knew that it usually meant the patient no longer wished to endure the torture of chemotherapy, preferring treatment from traditional Chinese doctors.
In such cases, they were essentially waiting for death.
Liang Bin sat with Zhang Jing until midnight, and then said, âMom, donât worry too much, you have me.â
âXiaobin, you go back and rest, Iâll stay here and watch.â
Zhang Jing was mentally prepared, knowing all too well the low survival rate of cancer.
She anticipated her husband might not live past six months, so she wanted to spend more time with him.
âMom, then Li Chan and I will take off first.
If youâre too tired, just let the nurse watch over him.â
Once Liang Bin and Li Chan stepped outside, Li Chan clung tightly to Liang Binâs arm.
She noticed that not only did Liang Bin not show any signs of worry or sadness, but he was actually looking excited.
âYoung Master Liang, it seems you will soon take up your dadâs position.
Donât you forget about me then!â
âOf course not.
Once I become the Chairman of Liang Group, you will be the Chairwoman!â
Liang Bin said with a smile.
Li Chan, elated by his words, followed Liang Bin as he drove away from that place to a downtown five-star hotel.
Here, Liang Bin used his membership card to check into an extravagant suite where he intended to battle it out with Li Chan in a lengthy engagement.
After how long itâd been, Liang Bin couldnât tell, but he felt completely spent; the Viagra heâd taken had lost its effect, and he didnât dare take any more.
That could kill a man!
It was fine to take two pills in one night, but more could be lethal, a fact Liang Bin was aware of.
âBaby, letâs go take a shower first, then hit the bar and have fun!â
âMm.â
Li Chan gave a noncommittal grunt.
She was now fantasizing about herself becoming the wife of the chairman of the Liang Group, with bodyguards following her, wearing the latest European and American high-fashion brands, driving the most expensive luxury cars, adorning jadeite diamond necklaces, attending elite clubsâ but it wasnât yet time for that.
She didnât know if Liang Bin would really marry her when he became the chairman, the president of the Liang Group.
However, Li Chan knew that now was the time to please Liang Bin as much as possible since, after all, that would ensure her spending money wouldnât be short.
After the two had bathed, dressed, and come down from upstairs, Liang Bin hadnât checked out of the room yet, planning to go to a bar before returning here.
After Liang Shipeng underwent his first chemotherapy session, it wasnât long before he was engulfed in pain, but this pain post-chemotherapy was excruciating, and even in a stupor, he felt discomfort all over.
He didnât know how much time had passed, but when he opened his eyes, he experienced an intense nausea and an overwhelming urge to vomit.
âZhang Jing, Zhang Jing!â
Liang Shipeng called out.
âIâm here,â
Zhang Jing had been by his side all along, but with her son Liang Binâs situation and now her husbandâs, she hadnât had a good rest for several nights.
She had nearly dozed off on a nearby bed when she heard her husbandâs voice and quickly got up, asking, âWhatâs wrong?â
âI feel like vomiting.â
As Zhang Jing helped Liang Bin up and to the bathroom toilet, he began to vomit violently before he could even kneel down.
At first, it was just the food from yesterday, but gradually, the bile was purged out as well, making him feel terribly uncomfortable.
There was a time when he too was an ordinary person.
His early years werenât easy, but after his hard work, he became the chairman, the president of a conglomerate worth over a hundred billions, employing tens of thousands of employees.
And because of that transformation into a wealthy big boss, plus his current age, how could he endure such agony?
The nausea and the urge to vomit were unbearable; he felt as if he was about to retch out his liver!
When the vomiting left him in pain, bent over and unable to straighten, Zhang Jing urgently called for a female nurse.
In this private, upscale ward, there was usually a dedicated female nurse to take care of the patient.
The nurse hurried over to assist Liang Shipeng.
âMr.
Liang, do you need me to contact Director Luo?â
âQuick, call him over.â
If Liang Shipeng had merely suffered from some common affluence-related illness like the three highs, he wouldnât have cared much.
But the current agony was truly unbearable for him.
As the nurse went to fetch Luo Wenke, Zhang Jing helped Liang Shipeng back to his bed to sit down and brought a handkerchief to wipe his mouth.
Liang Shipengâs recent bout of vomiting had even soiled his hospital gown with his own sick.
Luo Wenke, alerted by the nurseâs call, hurried over from his office.
He was on the night shift tonight and still at the hospital.
If this had happened a few days later, when he was working the day shift, he wouldnât have been around to attend to this.
Upon entering the room and seeing Liang Shipeng looking very unwell, he asked, âMr.
Liang, how are you feeling?â
âDirector Luo, my husband just vomited severely.
Please check on him immediately,â
Upon examining Liang Shipeng, Luo Wenke quickly noticed the severe nausea and vomiting symptoms, which he surmised were due to the patient being a wealthy executive, too delicate to handle the side effects of the treatment.
âMrs.
Liang, your husbandâs condition falls within the normal range of chemotherapy side effects, so thereâs no need to worry,â he reassured.