Chapter 232

"No, my own body, I know it myself." To his surprise, Wu Qian refused.

Wu Qian naturally knew his physical condition. He didn't let chuxuan feel the pulse for himself. He didn't want more people to know that he had lung cancer.

He was afraid that after the news of his lung cancer spread, he coveted his position, so he suspended his post and ordered him to be treated.

It's not that Wu Qianzhan thinks about power, but that he wants to be consistent. He is afraid to die in his own post and do more things for the people.

Chu Xuan didn't know what Wu Qian thought, but he was not angry. He carefully observed Wu Qian's face and breath.

He found that Wu Qian had some edema on his face and neck, his voice was hoarse, his breath was short, and he coughed from time to time. Did he still cover his chest, and his face was a little oppressive.

Besides this place, under the investigation of Chu Xuan's genuine Qi, he found that Wu Qian was still suffering from low fever.

To sum up, chuxuan has already guessed Wu Qian's condition and etiology.

"Grandfather Wu, don't you often feel persistent headache and blurred vision?" Chu Xuan did not make a hasty conclusion, or decided to smell it.

Wu Qian was surprised and almost blurted out, "how do you know?"

Chuxuan laughed but did not speak. After a while, he came to the conclusion: "it seems that grandfather Wu is really lung cancer, and has reached the advanced stage. The cancer cells begin to transfer to the brain. He often covers his chest, which seems to be caused by chest pain and suffocation."

When Chu Xuan had a final conclusion in his mind, he was in a trance and found that Cai Ji looked back at himself, and Wu Qian also looked at himself.

"Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to watching, hearing and asking. Just now I wanted to give you pulse. Although I don't know why you refused, I can only observe your condition by looking. In addition to the question just now, I conclude that you are in advanced stage of lung cancer, and cancer cells have begun to migrate to the brain. That's why you have headaches and blurred vision

After seeing Wu Qian, Chu Xuan chose to swear. He didn't want to hide Wu Qian. It was his duty.

When Wu Qian heard Chu Xuan's analysis, his face became sluggish. The driver in front of him was flustered and his hands skidded. The car kept getting off the road and twisting.

The driver was startled. He quickly gathered his mind and drove the car back on track.

"Mr. Chu, you can't talk nonsense. Governor Wu has always been in good health. How could it be lung cancer?" The driver followed Wu Qian every day. He never heard that Wu Qian had such a serious illness.

If he really had such a serious illness, Wu Qian should have gone to the hospital for a long time. How could he continue to stay at work?

The driver thought that Chu Xuan was trying to frighten Wu Qian. He was not angry in his heart. His voice was cold and his attitude was not very good.

"Don't talk, little sun." Wu Qian, however, grinned bitterly and waved his hand. Then he sincerely asked chuxuan, "Mr. Chu, I hope you can keep it secret for me. Don't tell me about it. I know that my illness can't be cured. I don't want to waste national resources, and I don't want to leave my post. I just want to stand on the last post."

"Governor, how can you do this? If you are sick, you should be treated! There are still opportunities for treatment. If you don't treat, you will have no chance. You should not give up even if you have one in ten thousand chances! "

Driver Sun Hong eyes, tears in a big man's eyes, hoarse voice advised.

"There's no need for treatment. The doctor has issued a death sentence." Wu Qian gave a frank smile and then said with a free and easy smile: "besides, I don't want to spend the last time in the hospital bed. With these time, I can do more for the common people, which can be regarded as the final glow for my ideal!"