The 10,000th Rebirth

Chen Luo naturally knew about Yunshuiju, which was similar to the Pengwan Club in Pengcheng Bay. Those who could enter here were all powerful people.

However, this place was more distinctive. The outside of the club was blocked by some high-rise buildings, and there were not many pavilions and terraces inside, only about ten, and the height was only about three or four stories.

Many trees of the same height as these attics were planted in the club, hiding it in the woods. In addition to blocking the surrounding sight, it also exuded a sense of winding paths.

From the outside, it was just an ordinary ancient attic with ordinary exterior wall decorations, and there was nothing special about it.

The whole road was paved with stone slabs, surrounded by green shades on both sides, and there were no modern facilities, not even a street lamp.

When entering the attic in the middle, there were four ancient beauties in Hanfu welcoming guests.

They were dressed in plain Chinese costumes, with elegant temperament and outstanding appearance. Any one of them was no less than those female stars on TV, especially the ancient costumes, which were even more unique.

Seeing Chen Luo and Fang Zhiyuan arrive at the door, the four ancient costume beauties did not bend down and bow like those outside the clubs when they saw the guests coming, saying "Good evening, boss!".

The leading beauty just smiled politely, "Mr. Fang, the dishes you ordered are ready. Do you need them now?"

Fang Zhiyuan waved his hand, "Don't worry, I will greet you when I need it."

"Okay, then please come this way."

The beauty did not speak again, but politely stepped aside and watched Fang Zhiyuan and Chen Luo enter the lobby.

The layout of the lobby is very low-key, without any luxurious decorations. There are some ancient calligraphy and landscape screens hanging on the walls.

After entering the room, there are also mahogany furniture and coffee tables, decorated in antique style, with the same ancient charm as the outside.

There was no modern equipment in the room, not even a light bulb, it was like entering an ancient environment.

Chen Luo and Fang Zhiyuan's clothes seemed a bit out of place in this environment.

At this time, there were only Fang Zhiyuan and Chen Luo in the room, and Yu Wei's men were guarding outside the door and were not qualified to enter.

"I have to thank Mr. Chen for Luo Dingkun's matter."

Fang Zhiyuan invited Chen Luo to sit down, picked up the teapot and brewed a cup of tea and handed it to him, "I have been ill recently, so I will use tea instead of wine to offer Mr. Chen a cup first."

Chen Luo's eyes moved slightly, and he took a sip of tea, then smiled and said, "Mr. Fang, have you felt chest tightness and pain recently, coughing from time to time, and it has not been cured for a long time?"

Fang Zhiyuan was stunned, and he looked a little strange, "How did Mr. Chen know?"

After Fang Zhiyuan finished speaking, he didn't know what he remembered, and he said with a look of sudden enlightenment, "I remember that Mr. Chen's medical skills are also very superb. I heard from the doctors at the People's Hospital that the surgical operation you performed for Jiang Junyan of Mingcheng Pharmaceutical was of world-class level.

Mr. Chen, you only took a glance and knew my symptoms. The reputation is well-deserved. "

Fang Zhiyuan said this, and suddenly asked with interest, "I wonder if Mr. Chen has any way to cure my cough. This disease has wasted a lot of my time and I have been very tired."

Chen Luo smiled and asked calmly, "Mr. Fang really thinks he is just sick and coughing?"

Fang Zhiyuan was shocked when he heard this, "I went to the hospital and they said it was just an ordinary cough, nothing serious, but I was too busy and had very little rest time, so it was not cured after a long time of treatment."

Chen Luo shook his head and said calmly, "So it is said that quack doctors harm people. Mr. Fang is not suffering from an ordinary cough, but lung cancer."

Fang Zhiyuan was stunned. He thought it was just a casual chat before talking about business, and he didn't expect Chen Luo to say such a thing.

Lung cancer?

Fang Zhiyuan didn't react for a while, but deep in his heart he felt it was ridiculous.

Even if he really had lung cancer, Chen Luo knew it at a glance. How could such a thing be possible?

Fang Zhiyuan felt like laughing, but couldn't, because Chen Luo's expression was too calm, and it was clear that he was not joking.

"I know Mr. Fang doesn't believe it, but the early symptoms of lung cancer are not obvious, and many people will make wrong judgments.

When I shook hands with you just now, I noticed that the ends of your fingers were obviously hypertrophic. Mr. Fang probably didn't care at all?"

Fang Zhiyuan looked a little surprised, because he really didn't pay attention to the changes in his fingers.

He was busy every day, so he didn't have time to pay attention to these trivial things. Even if he saw them, he would only think that they were the result of weight gain, and he would not waste time going to the hospital for examination.

"After many people develop lung malignant tumors, their circulatory and respiratory systems cannot maintain normality, and special changes will occur at the ends of their fingers, which is the clubbing of Mr. Fang's fingers now. This is actually one of the signs of lung cancer.

It is difficult to judge with general examinations, and a lung CT scan must be performed to make an accurate judgment."

Fang Zhiyuan's heart suddenly sank. Chen Luo's words were well-reasoned and even the symptoms were described so clearly, which made him feel panic for no reason.

So before Chen Luo finished speaking, Fang Zhiyuan raised his palm and looked at it. Sure enough, he found that the ends of his fingers were much thicker than usual and swollen like a club.

It's just that the changes have only occurred recently and are not particularly obvious, so he usually doesn't pay much attention to them.

"Mr. Chen, are you sure?"

Although Fang Zhiyuan tried his best to remain calm, the uneasiness in his tone still betrayed his mood at this time.

No matter what your identity and status is, when you know that you may have cancer, you can still pretend that nothing has happened.

"I'm 100 percent sure."

Chen Luo instantly understood what Fang Zhiyuan was thinking at this time, and he smiled slightly, "Mr. Fang, don't worry too much.

From your current symptoms, you can tell that it is only the early stage of cancer.

Now the cancer cells have not metastasized and spread, and only complete surgical removal is needed to achieve cure.

According to the current medical level, the cure rate for early-stage lung cancer can reach about 90%.

With the strength of the Fang family, Mr. Fang will not become the remaining 10%. "

When Fang Zhiyuan heard what Chen Luo said, he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

But soon, Fang Zhiyuan realized that something was wrong. As soon as he came into contact with Chen Luo, his mood started to go up and down like a roller coaster.

He had lung cancer. Could it be that Chen Luo deliberately brought it up to shock him mentally so that he could gain an advantage in negotiations?