It is quite unreasonable for you to be this fragile.

Bang!

Just as Geng Hao was still standing there in a daze, a group of police officers smashed open the stadium doors and rushed in from outside.

Following closely behind the police were the emergency doctors who had been blocked outside earlier, along with the panicking and anxious school administrators.

However, when they rushed in and caught sight of Wu Bin, everyone was scared out of their wits.

What kind of posture is this?

Are you playing yoga here?

At this moment, Wu Bin's limbs were bent and fractured to varying degrees.

He could hardly be called a human anymore, as his body was completely deformed, with the fractures pointing in all different directions.

The doctor cautiously walked over to inspect him.

To his surprise, Wu Bin's arms felt completely limp and soft, as if no bones could be felt inside them at all.

What was even more fatal was that Wu Bin's entire sternum had completely collapsed inward.

Without the sternum to provide support, Wu Bin's internal organs would have to bear the weight of his muscles and fat directly. In no time at all, his vital organs would suffer fatal damage!

"Hurry, bring the stretcher over! Be careful, move him onto it slowly!"

The doctor directed the operation cautiously from the side, sweating profusely.

Calling it lifting was hardly accurate; "scooping" him up was much more fitting.

Based on the experience of the medical staff present, given Wu Bin's condition, even without an X-ray, they could safely conclude he was suffering from comminuted fractures.

And not just in one spot, but across a massive area!

In other words, Wu Bin at this moment was essentially human pulp.

With great difficulty, they managed to transfer Wu Bin onto the stretcher. The moment the medical staff lifted him up, that teeth-grating sound of snapping bones rang out once more, popping like kernels of corn.

The pain caused Wu Bin to roll his eyes straight back.

"Ah, holy crap, that hurts like hell, dammit..."

Wu Bin regretted it.

He never expected that breaking bones could hurt this much.

Nor did he expect that he would court death by purchasing the chain-reaction perk.

Wasn't this just asking for trouble?

The netizens in the livestreaming room were also heartbroken at this sight.

"Has this got to be Brother Wu's most severe injury yet?"

"Whether it's the most severe I don't know, but it's definitely the most painful. Look, his lips have turned purple."

"Does breaking bones really hurt that much? I don't believe it."

"If you don't believe it, try snapping your own finger. Even if you break it, that's only breaking it once. But a comminuted fracture? Now that is an exquisite sensation."

"I have a feeling Brother Wu is done for this time. Every bone in his body is broken—he's literally human puree. How are the doctors supposed to treat this?"

The netizens were engaged in fierce discussions, the school leaders were praying to every deity imaginable, and right now, the person under the most pressure was the nurse holding the stretcher.

With every single step they took, Wu Bin on the stretcher would emit two crisp cracking sounds.

Who the hell could handle this!

Bro, I know they call you the Crispy Shark, but isn't being this fragile a bit too excessive?

How on earth did you grow up to this size?

A nurse had a breakdown and cried as she said to the doctor, "Brother Quan, maybe we should call for the hospital team to come over. If we keep carrying him like this, I'm afraid he won't make it to the hospital alive."

Deng Quan was also encountering this kind of situation for the first time.

As a professional medical worker, one must always avoid secondary injuries when rescuing a patient.

But Wu Bin's condition was far too extraordinary.

His sternum was completely collapsed, a condition known in medicine as a flail chest.

If he could not be rushed to the hospital for chest wall reconstruction surgery as soon as possible, he could drop dead at any moment.

Yet every time they moved Wu Bin, he would simply break more bones for them to see.

It was simply heaven-defying!

Unsolvable!

A dead end!

Deng Quan gritted his teeth.

"Just keep our movements as gentle as possible. We have to get him to the hospital, or else he's a dead man."

Under immense pressure, the two nurses lifted Wu Bin and carefully loaded him into the ambulance.

Even the ambulance driver didn't dare press down too hard on the accelerator, cursing under his breath every time they crossed a speed bump.

Back in the stadium, Geng Hao was also taken away by the police and placed in handcuffs on the spot.

A minor scuffle would have been one thing, but you've kicked someone into human puree—this is unequivocally a criminal case!

The thread about the duel between Wu Bin and Geng Hao continued to update, and without any suspense, it surged to the number one spot on the trending searches.

...

Douyin Group Headquarters.

In the spacious conference room, after watching the video of the two men's on-site duel, a dead silence fell over the room.

"Kicked into scrap metal with a single kick? Are we really not filming a movie here?"

Even though Douyin's people had been paying attention to Wu Bin for a long time, at this very moment, they still couldn't believe their eyes.

Yin Shize nodded.

"The latest news from the hospital is that Wu Bin has multiple comminuted fractures all over his body. He probably won't survive tonight."

Everyone fell silent once again.

Keep in mind that they had previously spent a significant amount of money investing in Geng Hao.

Their plan was to build Geng Hao up, have him compete with Wu Bin, and steal the traffic back.

Who would have thought Geng Hao would be so hardcore, directly trading himself 1-for-1 with the opponent.

You really have to hand it to sports majors; they never play any dirty tricks, they just charge in headfirst!

"The problem now is that after this incident, Geng Hao is definitely finished."

"Public opinion in society is entirely one-sided in condemning Geng Hao right now. Furthermore, I've consulted the company's legal team: if Wu Bin lives, Geng Hao will likely be sentenced for negligent assault; if Wu Bin dies, he'll probably be prosecuted for intentional injury."

Everyone's heart tightened.

Geng Hao was originally a young man with a boundless future, but now look at him—his life is over before it even began.

It truly echoes that classic warning slogan: win and you go to prison, lose and you end up in the hospital.

Of course, for Wu Bin, that phrase meant losing sent you straight to the crematorium.

Yin Shize looked toward the man sitting in the primary seat.

"Big Boss, what should we do next?"

The Big Boss was, after all, a businessman.

It took him less than a few minutes to make a decision.

"Since Geng Hao is destined to be locked away, there's no need for Douyin to go down with him."

"Notify the PR department to strongly condemn Geng Hao's behavior, and set aside a sum of money to visit Wu Bin. It must look sincere."

"Notify the legal department to sue Geng Hao for breaching his livestreaming contract, make him compensate us for our losses, and kick him while he's down on Wu Bin's behalf."

"Notify the operations department to conduct a platform-wide livestreaming crackdown. Wake up all the super-moderators and put them to work—ban any livestreaming content that has the slightest suspicion of promoting violence, no exceptions."

Hiss!

Faced with the Big Boss's three ruthless moves, a young man like Geng Hao stood no chance of surviving.

Yet, there was no denying that doing this would perfectly disassociate Douyin from the incident.

Having formulated a countermeasure, the Big Boss directly announced the end of the meeting, and everyone rushed off to execute their commercial operations immediately.

Meanwhile, the Big Boss turned on the large television in the conference room and began watching Wu Bin's livestream.

If Wu Bin really died this time, losing Geng Hao wouldn't mean much to Douyin.

They could cultivate another provincial champion like Geng Hao whenever they wanted.

But a fragile creature like Wu Bin? They couldn't find a second one if they searched the entire world.

The Big Boss, who was never superstitious, clasped his hands together and bowed toward the ceiling.

"Please, heavens, take him away. Don't let him stay alive to wreak havoc on anyone else."