Is this primary liver cancer?!

Su Yunjin glanced at her Fifth Grandfather, then turned to Liu Chaming. “Grandpa Liu, I think you should have your liver checked again. I sense your liver fire is very strong, and it seems to be hurting your body. Lately, you must have been feeling drowsy, haven’t you?”

“Yes, yes, yes, lately I can sleep so much. Other people complain of insomnia in old age, but for me, I just can’t get enough sleep.” Liu Chaming spoke anxiously. He had thought this was a sign of improved health, but now it seemed it was actually a symptom of illness.

“That’s exactly it, Grandpa Liu. Do you have your son’s phone number? Should I call him and ask him to take you to the hospital for a check-up?” A healer’s heart is like that of a parent. Though he was much older than herself, Su Yunjin couldn’t help but worry about Liu Chaming. After all, elderly people at his age are rarely willing to go to the hospital for what seems a minor issue—especially when the hospital’s previous checkup showed nothing amiss.

“I’ll go myself. He’s so busy at work; I don’t want to distract him.” The lively spark in Liu Chaming faded, and he looked as wilted as a frostbitten eggplant. His words confirmed what Su Yunjin suspected: he was likely unwilling to go to the hospital.

“But Grandpa Liu, you must take this seriously. Many serious illnesses go undetected at first. Like some liver cancers—early on, they don’t make people feel sick, but rather give a false sense of improving health.” Su Yunjin looked at him meaningfully. “Some early-stage liver cancers don’t sap one’s strength, but instead make people feel even better than before.”

“Li… liver cancer?” Liu Chaming’s face tightened. Su Yunjin nodded earnestly. “Grandpa Liu, your illness has affected your liver, and there is such a risk. That’s why I suggest you get checked as soon as possible. If you ignore it now, the chance to turn things around may slip away.”

Liu Chaming’s expression changed completely. He raised his head and looked at Fifth Grandfather, who stood beside Su Yunjin. “Doctor Wu, is this true?”

“Old Liu, don’t be afraid. Every illness has degrees of severity. Some are easily treatable in the early stages. Your problem may simply be excessive liver fire causing toxins to accumulate in your body. If treated early, it’s not a big issue. But traditional medicine works slowly, and Western medicine is more comprehensive. Besides, relying solely on feeling the pulse isn’t enough—we need modern technology.”

After hearing this, Liu Chaming was transformed. Before Su Yunjin could say more, he immediately stood up, picked up his smart phone, and called his son. Their generation hates to trouble their children, but above all, he didn’t want to leave his son or his grandson—especially his little grandson, who was to be born next year. He hadn’t even seen the child’s face, hadn’t had a chance to dote on him.

Liver cancer. A disease with a global fatality rate of over 95%!

He could not help but be frightened.

While Liu Chaming anxiously called his son, Su Yunjin and Fifth Grandfather continued checking pulses and treating other elderly residents. The day passed, and together they left the nursing home. As they walked out, Su Yunjin received good news: Liu Chaming’s son had decided to take him for a liver examination the very next day.

“Yun’er, do you know what grave mistake you made just now?” On the way out, before Su Yunjin had a chance to feel happy, Fifth Grandfather’s words brought her back to reality.

She followed behind him obediently. “I spoke too plainly.”

“You understand, and yet you said it so directly.” Fifth Grandfather shook his head.

Su Yunjin understood his meaning. When a patient suffers from a serious illness, it is difficult enough to treat, but if they are burdened with psychological stress, it becomes even harder. So, as healers, their first priority is to ensure the patient’s peace of mind. That’s why doctors often don’t tell patients the whole truth, but rather inform the family. This is true in both traditional and Western medicine, especially with elderly patients, to avoid frightening them.

“But Grandfather, if I don’t say it, what if Liu Ye doesn’t take it seriously? From my pulse reading, Grandpa Liu’s illness is at most in the early stage—if treated now, it shouldn’t be a major issue.” Su Yunjin did not think she was wrong. Elderly people can be like this sometimes; from last year to this year, quite a few in this same nursing home had been diagnosed through pulse reading but refused treatment. As a result, many hadn’t survived the year—a direct consequence of not taking things seriously. From a doctor’s standpoint, she shouldn’t have said so much, but in terms of results, frightening them is often the most effective approach.

Wasn’t Liu Chaming just like this? As soon as he heard it might be the precursor to liver cancer, he immediately called his son to arrange a hospital visit.

“You!” Fifth Grandfather turned and patted Su Yunjin’s head affectionately.

Once home, Su Yunjin finally had time to check her phone, and when she did, she was startled. Her Weibo and private messages had exploded. The account she had registered now had 1.5 million followers. There were even messages from Wang Tao and Shao Xinghui.

She started replying to them one by one, but her phone was already ten years old and froze after just a few replies.

“Looks like after the sixteenth, I’ll need to buy a new phone.”

Since she planned to enter the entertainment industry, she couldn’t keep using her antiquated phone—she needed one that kept up with the times.

…

“Dad, is it really true? What if that traditional medicine doctor was just scamming you?” August sixteenth. At the hospital.

Liu Chaming and his son, Liu Rui, arrived early in the morning. Liu Rui felt uneasy as he held the registration slip, remembering how his father had frightened him half to death the previous night. Someone had come to the nursing home, taken his pulse, and said there was something wrong with his liver, urging a check-up.

His first reaction was that it was a scam, and he worried his father would buy health supplements. When he learned his father hadn’t bought anything, he felt his father was making a fuss over nothing. Hadn’t he just had a check-up not long ago, with all indicators looking good? How could there suddenly be a liver problem? It had to be nonsense.

But his father valued his life, and Liu Rui didn’t want to be orphaned. So he accompanied his father to the hospital, registering and muttering under his breath. The reason for his grumbling was that his father had been in a bad mood since early morning, hadn’t slept well the night before, and at his age—seventy or eighty—staying up late was hardly advisable.

“Number 116, Liu Chaming, please proceed to Consultation Room 4.” As Liu Rui complained, the broadcast called his father’s name. Liu Rui got up and accompanied him inside.

After another pulse reading, the doctor couldn’t make a definitive diagnosis and sent Liu Chaming for a CT scan. The results came quickly, and the moment the doctor looked at the images, his face changed.

“What’s wrong, doctor? Is my father’s illness serious?” Seeing the doctor’s expression shift, Liu Rui quickly asked.

“Who told you to get this checked? You’re incredibly lucky—this is primary liver cancer.” The doctor took a sharp breath, holding the CT scan. Primary liver cancer is notoriously difficult to detect in time, but finding it early is tantamount to saving a life!

Liver cancer is almost always fatal, but primary liver cancer, if caught early, is very treatable. With medication and appropriate medical intervention, survival rates exceed 95%!