Chapter Eighteen: Would Anyone Risk Their Life to Stage an Accident?

Two lines of bloody tears streamed down Wu Bin’s face, a shocking and harrowing sight.

The last time Kang Xing had seen such a scene was in a period drama, where someone had been poisoned and bled from all seven orifices. His demeanor shifted instantly, his gaze turning sharp as he looked at Lu Guanghao.

"Did you hit him?"

Lu Guanghao waved his hands repeatedly, his earlier arrogance replaced by panic. "No, no, no! I only gave him a light pat. I have no idea why he ended up like this. Officer, I suspect he’s staging a scam—he’s definitely trying to extort money!"

Kang Xing scoffed coldly, "Staging a scam like this? You’re trying to say he’s risking his life for a payout?" He turned to his subordinates. "Take them both in. We’ll investigate the matter thoroughly back at the station."

The couple tried to offer more excuses, but two young officers stepped forward and escorted them directly to the police cruiser. "Save your words for the station."

After the couple was loaded into the car, a young officer named Fu Qiang ran over and glanced at Wu Bin, who was still lying on the ground. "Master, what about him?"

Kang Xing said in a deep voice, "With injuries this severe, this will likely become a criminal case. Follow him to the hospital and see what the doctors have to say. I’m going back to the station to review the surveillance footage."

"Yes, Master."

Soon, the ambulance arrived. The medical staff were stunned when they realized it was Wu Bin. "Wu Bin? How is it you again?"

Wu Bin covered his eyes and groaned, "Is that you, Brother Zhang? Brother Zhang, my eyes hurt."

Zhang Hai was left speechless. "I know your eyes hurt. I’m not blind; I can see that. We just finished processing your discharge, and now here we are, having to haul you back."

Wu Bin managed a bitter smile. "Brother Zhang, let’s skip the small talk—just get me to the hospital!" He was genuinely anxious. Though he wouldn't die, the pain was excruciating. After all, the eyes are among the most delicate parts of the human body, densely packed with nerves that amplify the sensation of pain. If it weren't for his iron willpower, Wu Bin would have already passed out. Knowing how fragile he was, the medical staff didn't dare delay and rushed him back to the hospital.

In the livestream, viewers began praying for him. "This kid is just too fragile. How could a light pat cause such damage to both his eyes?"

"Can an expert explain what’s going on? Why is he bleeding from his eyes?"

"Preliminary guess: a heavy impact to the head causing ocular trauma—possibly a ruptured eyeball."

"Are you kidding? A light pat like that causes a ruptured eyeball?"

"The slap might not have been heavy, but his head slammed hard against the curb. Don't underestimate the impact a fall has on the brain."

"Stop guessing. We'll know everything once he reaches the hospital. Let’s just pray for Wu Bin."

The livestream was flooded with prayer-hand emojis, and the viewer count climbed from three hundred thousand to three hundred and fifty thousand.

...

At the Shanghai Police Station, the couple was taken to the interrogation room. Kang Xing sat across from them, his face stern. "We know the sequence of events. You caused a traffic accident, exited your vehicle to smash theirs, and hurled verbal abuse."

"The university student, Wu Bin, couldn't stand it, got out to reason with you, and you physically assaulted him—is that correct?"

"No!" the couple shouted in unison.

"My husband knocked on the window to get them to communicate. It was our brand-new car, and it was hit the moment we took it on the road!" the wife argued. "Officer, be reasonable—if it were you, could you swallow that anger?"

Kang Xing sneered, "And kicking their rearview mirror was also a way to get them to communicate?" He slammed the table, roaring, "The traffic police have already sent over the accident report. You changed lanes across a solid line and are fully liable! Furthermore, your violent behavior—banging on windows, hammering the hood, and kicking the mirror—threatened their lives and property. With both human and material evidence, are you still going to deny it?"

Yan Fang and Lu Guanghao fell silent. They knew they were in the wrong, and if there was road surveillance, they were definitely in legal trouble. However, they had done this before; they figured it would just be a matter of paying some money.

Seeing them quiet, Kang Xing continued, "Smashing their car is one thing—that’s just property damage. But why did you resort to physical violence? He’s just a college student! How could you be so ruthless?"

Lu Guanghao cried out in protest, "Officer, I can't accept that! The kid is definitely scamming us! I just tapped his head lightly, and he dropped to the ground. If that’s not a scam, what is? Don't you have the video? Just watch it and you’ll see I’m telling the truth."

Kang Xing opened the surveillance footage and watched it carefully. He found that it was indeed as Lu Guanghao said; he had only tapped Wu Bin’s head. The movement wasn't large, and his arm hadn't even fully extended. As a veteran officer, Kang Xing knew Lu hadn't used much force. Yet, in the video, there was contact, and Wu Bin had indeed collapsed.

Kang Xing frowned. Could the student really be staging a scam? Just as he thought this, his phone rang. As soon as he answered, Fu Qiang’s voice came through.

"Master, the hospital has provided the injury assessment."

Kang Xing put the phone on speaker so the couple could hear. "Go ahead."

Fu Qiang read the report: "The patient has suffered a complete rupture of the nasolacrimal duct and a tear of the medial canthal ligament, causing facial disfigurement. There is significant collapse of the right orbital bone and deformity of the auricle. Most seriously, the impact caused retinal detachment in both eyes, with a very high probability of permanent blindness."

*Clatter.*

The couple’s phone fell to the floor. They were stunned. This had to be a joke! A light pat, and he’s permanently blind?

Kang Xing fell silent. He had thought it was a scam, but it seemed the kid was simply incredibly fragile. "Understood," he said, hanging up. He turned to his colleague. "Separate them for interrogation."

Yan Fang panicked, grabbing Lu Guanghao’s hand. "What are you doing? I won't be separated from my husband! This is illegal!"

Kang Xing glared at her. "Didn't you hear the medical report? That student may be permanently blind—that qualifies as a serious injury! This is now a criminal case, do you understand? Take them away!"