My hotel is full of emperors throughout history.

After a series of tests were finally completed at the hospital, all the reports were submitted to the head doctor.

"Young man,"

The old director put down the report and looked at Huo Qubing.

"Based on the test results, your basic physical condition is excellent. Your cardiopulmonary function, liver and kidney function are all above average, and your immune indicators are also very active, indicating that you are in your prime and have an extremely solid foundation."

Huo Qubing remained calm and listened quietly.

"but,"

The old director then changed the subject.

"There are some issues. The chest X-ray shows that your lung markings are slightly thickened, consistent with 'chronic bronchitis' or early 'pneumoconiosis'. Blood tests also indicate a mild inflammatory response. While your overall lung function is strong, there are indeed signs of slight impairment in your small airway function."

"also,"

The old director pointed to the electrocardiogram and another report.

"Your heart rate is a bit slow, but the rhythm is normal, which may be related to your excellent cardiorespiratory function and training."

"However, blood tests revealed some indicators suggesting a chronic wasting state, similar to the body's response to extreme fatigue, lack of sleep, and sustained high mental stress. Combined with what you just mentioned about years of constant travel and hard work, this requires serious attention."

Upon hearing this, Liu Che hurriedly asked.

"Doctor, is this condition treatable? Will it hinder my future mobility?"

The old director's expression softened.

"Of course it's treatable, or more accurately, it's preventable and controllable."

"He's young and has a strong ability to recover. The key is to change his lifestyle—he must get plenty of rest, avoid overexertion and exposure to cold, strengthen his nutrition, and have regular check-ups."

"I'll prescribe some medication for you to help relieve airway inflammation and boost your immunity."

"But most importantly, you need to stop and rest for a while to allow your body a chance to fully repair these chronic damages. Otherwise, small problems will accumulate and may lead to serious problems in the future."

"Stop...and rest."

Huo Qubing repeated these words, his gaze fixed on the window.

How can I have a home when the Xiongnu have not yet been defeated?

The old director looked at Liu Ju, his tone softening.

"Your physical condition is also good, and no major organic diseases have been found."

"But the problems are equally prominent: severe anxiety and mild depressive tendencies, with significantly abnormal related neurotransmitter indicators."

"This directly leads to your sleep disorders, chest tightness, irritability, and loss of appetite."

"The gastroscopy also revealed mild superficial gastritis, which is closely related to emotional stress and irregular eating habits."

"In addition, you also have some early strain on your cervical and lumbar spine, which is probably caused by maintaining a tense sitting posture for long periods of time while studying or working."

Liu Ju remained silent, then nodded.

"Thank you, doctor."

Finally, it was Liu Che's turn.

"How are you, doctor? I think there's nothing wrong with my health, right?"

Liu Che asked with a smile.

"Your health is indeed good, but you still have the same problem as that young man—you have some issues with your cervical and lumbar spine. You should pay attention to that in the future. Besides that..."

The old director pushed up his glasses, his gaze shifting to Chen Mo, Liu Ju, and the others, before finally settling on Liu Che.

"Mr. Liu, there are some specific details that require a private discussion with you. Could you please ask them to wait outside for the time being?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Che was immediately displeased.

who is he!

Emperor Wu of Han!!!

Under heaven, all land belongs to the king; on the shores of the earth, all people are subjects of the king!

Is there something you can't let others hear?

Liu Che frowned.

"What are you going out for? There are no outsiders here. According to him, he is...my son, and Qubing is also my beloved junior!"

Liu Che waved his hand.

"There's no need to be shy. Doctor, please speak freely about any situation; there's no need to hide anything!"

The old director was taken aback by Liu Che's sudden outburst and words.

He glanced at Liu Che, who remained steadfast, and remained silent for a moment.

"Oh well."

The old director adjusted his glasses and organized his thoughts.

"Mr. Liu, based on the ultrasound and blood test results, your... uh, prostate has some degree of hyperplasia, which is quite common in men your age. However, your test results show that the rate of hyperplasia may be a bit fast, and there is also a slightly rich local blood flow signal."

"In addition, subtle changes in some hormone levels may also be related to age and... certain lifestyle habits."

The old director tried to be as tactful as possible.

Liu Che, however, did not understand what he meant at all, and asked with a frown.

"What do you mean?"

The old director sighed and glanced at the young people beside him.

"In short, I suggest that you... pay extra attention to moderation in your lifestyle recently, especially... in terms of sexual activity, the frequency and intensity need to be greatly reduced to avoid overstimulation and fatigue."

Liu Che didn't understand at first, but after hearing about sex, he immediately realized what it meant and his face turned green.

"You mean I have kidney deficiency?"

Helpless, the old director continued to ask.

Do you often feel sleepy, get angry easily, get out of breath after walking only a few steps, and frequently break out in a cold sweat?

Liu Che remained silent.

Feeling the strange looks behind him, he could only mutter angrily.

"quack!!!"

After saying that, he stood up and prepared to turn and leave.

However, the next second

"I have medicine here..."

Liu Che froze, then turned back and sat back down in his chair.

"Pfft!"

Chen Mo couldn't help but laugh.

This made Liu Che's face turn even redder.

He glared fiercely at Chen Mo.

"What are you looking at! Get out of here, all of you!!!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Mo and the others hurriedly went outside.

As soon as he closed the door, Liu Che heard Chen Mo's laughter outside.

"Hahaha! I thought it was Old Liu, but I didn't expect... Brother Ju, you'd better watch out in the future."

"...That brat!"

Liu Che cursed a hundred times in his heart, but asked cautiously.

"That... the medicine you mentioned earlier..."

The old director wrote something on the form while giving verbal instructions.

"Remember not to drink alcohol or smoke while taking medication... Also, be mindful of moderation and avoid overdoing it..."

Liu Che nodded and carefully put the list away as if it were a precious treasure.

He stood up and spoke to the doctor.

"Thank you, doctor."

"It's all part of the job."

The old director nodded.

"In addition... pay more attention to outdoor exercise and avoid working at your desk all day."

The old director sighed.

"I know you have a lot of work pressure, but you must not sacrifice your health."

"I see."

Liu Che nodded and walked out of the consultation room.

Seeing Chen Mo outside, who was giving him a sidelong glance and a smile, Liu Che immediately became furious.

"You little brat!!! How dare you laugh at me, huh?"

As he spoke, he kicked him.

Chen Mo dodged repeatedly.

"No, no! The doctor just said that this is normal at this age."

"real?"

Liu Che was suspicious.

"Of course it's true!"

Chen Mo patted him on the shoulder.

"Take better care of your health in the future. Don't stay up all night reading memorials; it's bad for your health!"