My Aloof Husband Can't Stop His Devoted Affection-Chapter 558 - 024: Change_2

Chapter 558: 024: Change_2
"Oh, I’m Huang Yonglin, my office is in the internal medicine room number 4."
After the doctor finished speaking, Nan Jiayan just said, "Got it," and directly hung up the phone, closing his eyes with displeasure, silently sighing.
Nan Jiayan arrived at Doctor Huang’s office, knocked on the door with his fingers, and a voice from inside said, "Come in." Nan Jiayan pushed the door open and entered. When Doctor Huang saw Nan Jiayan, he initially froze, then adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose and smiled, saying, "You’re Mr. Nan Xueyou’s son, right? Please, have a seat."
Nan Jiayan lightly pressed his lips together, with a cold expression, walked over, and sat in front. Doctor Huang first smiled and said, "I’m really sorry to call you over at this time, but Mr. Nan Xueyou’s condition is indeed not optimistic, so we must finalize a treatment plan as soon as possible."
"Tell me the situation!"
"Here’s the situation: your father’s liver has completely hardened, there are occupation changes with enlarged lymph nodes in the abdomen, palpable 3 cm below the right liver margin, 5 cm below the xiphoid process, and it’s hard in texture. His extremities are cyanotic and skin temperature is low. We’ve been giving your father chemotherapy recently, but the effect has been poor, and the condition has worsened." Doctor Huang pushed Nan Xueyou’s medical case and the test results from the past few days in front of him and explained.
After listening, Nan Jiayan discontentedly furrowed his brow: "Doctor Huang, I don’t understand these medical terms, could you please speak directly and plainly?"
"Oh, sorry, I wanted to explain the situation to you clearly." Doctor Huang smiled with some embarrassment after hearing this, but immediately became extremely serious and said, "Mr. Nan Xueyou is now in the late stage of liver cancer, having missed the best time for surgery, and even chemotherapy is not effective anymore."
"Late stage liver cancer?" Nan Jiayan widened his eyes in surprise, looking at him in disbelief.
"Yes." Doctor Huang nodded slightly solemnly: "I’ve discussed this with Mrs. Nan, but she hasn’t made a decision, saying she needs to discuss it with Mr. Nan Xueyou’s son. As a result, we couldn’t reach her today, which is why we called you."
"What treatment plan do you recommend?"
"Conservative treatment, relying on medication to sustain, but... it can only sustain for a while, and... there are also huge medical costs, but it can alleviate the patient’s pain."
"How long does he... have left?"
"If untreated, I estimate... given his current physical condition, probably about three months. With medication, at least six months to a year, though the outcome remains unchanged. The biggest difference in this situation is the huge medical costs. But once the medication stops, Mr. Nan Xueyou will be in constant pain from liver cancer deterioration. To put it simply, being unable to take care of himself is certain. Along with eating and speaking difficulties, accompanied by pain, breathing problems, and other chain reactions, making this especially painful for him."
"How huge are we talking about?"
"Daily medication costs are over three thousand, not including caregiver fees, I don’t know... whether Mr. Nan can accept it." Doctor Huang spoke honestly, though unsure of Nan Jiayan’s family conditions. But this amount is indeed challenging for an average family.
Judging by his attire, they seem fairly well-off, but having learned from his stepmother and the nurse’s words earlier, their father-son relationship is not good and seems to have been severed seven years ago. Now, if he doesn’t take care of Nan Xueyou, they don’t know what to do.
Nan Jiayan remained silent for a long time before raising his gaze to Doctor Huang: "Since that’s the case, let’s follow the plan you initially set. I will come regularly to pay the fees, the rest is up to you, thank you." Saying this, he took the medical records and payment slips, glanced at them indifferently, slightly nodded to Doctor Huang, and then turned to leave the office.
After coming out, Nan Jiayan felt somewhat heavy-hearted. Despite being very annoyed by everything related to Nan Xueyou, learning about his current condition softened his heart, though his inner resentment remained unchanged.
He wasn’t sure whether it was sympathy or pity, knowing his final days were near, he felt somewhat touched inside.
Arriving at the hospital lobby, Nan Jiayan paid for the past few days’ expenses and left without visiting him, getting back into his car.