"Liver... liver cancer?"
Staring at the diagnosis report, Zhang Tianrui's expression became one of utter astonishment as he struggled to swallow.
"Yes." Director Li's face was grim as he nodded slowly. "The bank organized a free health check for senior executives a few days ago. The results came in today."
"A good man like you is blessed with good fortune. I'm sure you can be fully cured!"
"The treatment plan the doctor gave me is chemotherapy and targeted drugs."
Director Li glanced at Zhang Tianrui. "My aunt died of liver cancer. Mine is late-stage, not early or mid-stage, so the outcome of chemotherapy is almost certainly death. It would only delay the inevitable."
"And once I start chemotherapy, I'll become neither human nor ghost."
"This—"
Zhang Tianrui was suddenly speechless.
"I remember when I was inspecting your branch a few days ago, you told me about a doctor who saw something wrong with my liver and urged me to get it checked."
