"It’s bizarre, why doesn’t Wu Bin guard his food when Yin Yourong holds the spoon?"
"Could it be that this guarding behavior is selective?"
A medical student nearby voiced their confusion.
Only then did the surrounding doctors notice this strange occurrence.
It really seemed to be true!
Since Wu Bin’s hands and feet were tied, eating was always facilitated by Yin Yourong feeding him.
Yin Yourong could handle the spoon just fine, and Wu Bin showed no aggression.
But whenever Li Guotai touched the spoon, Wu Bin would start to go mad.
This, damn, you judge people based on how they serve the food, right!
"Director, should we record this as well?"
Even the medical assistant felt embarrassed for Wu Bin.
Wu Bin’s behavior was so bizarre; surely future strains of rabies wouldn’t be named ’food-guarding lust strain,’ right?
Just as Li Guotai seemed to be asking more questions, Wu Bin, sitting on the bed, suddenly changed expression and began to struggle violently as if he had seen something terrifying.
"Woof! Woof! Woof!"
Wu Bin’s throat muscles spasmed, making him involuntarily bark like a dog.
The surrounding doctors were terrified, and Yin Yourong was immediately pulled away to prevent Wu Bin from biting her.
"It’s a rabies outbreak! Quick, hold him down, don’t let him hurt himself!"
"Be careful with your hands, don’t let him bite you!"
The onset of Wu Bin’s symptoms was so sudden, and his state was even more frantic than that of ordinary patients!
Wu Bin, a frail college student, didn’t seem to know where his strength came from. He was rolling and struggling on the hospital bed, harder to restrain than a wild pig!
Six male nurses were panting heavily, rapidly exhausting their energy.
Yin Yourong watched anxiously from the side.
"Director, what should we do now? Should we administer a sedative to Mr. Wu Bin?"
Li Guotai shook his head solemnly and said, "In his current condition, sedatives are useless..."
Li Guotai opened his mouth to say more but ultimately swallowed his words.
Rabies is incurable.
That Wu Bin had lasted this long before becoming so frantic was already a medical miracle.
But what was inevitable had finally arrived.
According to Li Guotai’s experience, Wu Bin would remain in this extremely frantic state for the next while.
Once Wu Bin’s physical strength was completely depleted, he would fall into a coma and then succumb to death.
The viewers in the live broadcast were moved by this scene and sent messages wishing Wu Bin well.
"Never thought my brother Wu would survive heart and brain attacks only to be defeated by rabies."
"Why did brother Wu have to imitate barking? It sounds so heartbreaking."
"Rabies patients spasm in their throat muscles during an outbreak, hence the barking sounds; that’s why it’s called rabies."
"Ah, I hope my brother Wu can pull through."
"Don’t get your hopes up, the mortality rate of rabies isn’t a joke. If brother Wu actually survives, these doctors in the hospital would go crazy with joy."
Li Guotai’s prediction proved correct.
After screaming and struggling for over three hours, Wu Bin finally couldn’t fight any longer and gradually quieted down, slipping into unconsciousness.
The six male nurses also collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath, their faces pale.
Never mind Wu Bin, even they were almost drained.
Wu Bin was indeed too much to handle; if it weren’t for their regular fitness routines, they probably wouldn’t have been able to restrain him.
"Director, Wu Bin’s vital signs are dropping!"
"Dean, Wu Bin’s heart rate is also continuously dropping; it’s almost down to forty!"
Watching Wu Bin’s body vitals all drop below the danger line, Li Guotai remained silent.
In the face of rabies, all they could do as doctors was to administer Wu Bin with nutritional fluids and, when necessary, give him a shot of adrenaline to keep him going.
After all, it was a battle between the immune system and rabies, and there was nothing the doctors could do to interfere.
Drip.
After another long hour of waiting, Wu Bin’s heartbeat finally dropped to zero.
No one could believe this scene.
Had Wu Bin actually died?
Han Jiaoyan squatted on the ground, sobbing loudly.
Han Jiaoyan felt extremely guilty inside; if Wu Bin hadn’t tried to save her, he wouldn’t have had a conflict with Yang Dong.
If there hadn’t been a conflict, how could he have been bitten by a rabid Pit Bull?
He Bingbing covered her mouth, crying torrents of tears.
The live stream viewers had already started posting candle emojis.
"My brother Wu ultimately couldn’t hold on!"
"Wu Bin, rest easy, I will take good care of Bingbing for you."
"Even though I anticipated this outcome before I started following, I still find it hard to accept now that it has actually arrived."
"Always the beloved Crispy Shark of Agricultural University, we will forever miss you, brother Wu!"
Just as the viewers were shedding tears, a pop-up ad appeared in the live stream:
[Watch a thirty-second ad to resurrect Wu Bin!]
Viewer: ???
What’s going on?
Is this a time for jokes?
Who’s in the mood to watch ads now?
Some hot-tempered viewers in the live stream started cursing immediately.
"Who is running this live stream, it’s disgusting, this is profiting from someone’s tragedy!"
"My brother Wu is gone, and you’re still playing around, are you crazed with greed?"
"I think it’s worth watching, what if Wu Bin really comes back to life?"
With that mindset, quite a few viewers actually watched the thirty-second ad.
As the ad revenue came in, Wu Bin, who had no heartbeat, suddenly opened his eyes, gasping for breath like he had just come out of the water, greedily inhaling the fresh air.
"Ah, it feels so good to be alive."
Almost instantly, all the data on the monitors tracking Wu Bin’s vitals returned to normal simultaneously.
Moreover, not only had they returned to normal, Wu Bin’s physical condition was now even healthier than that of an average person!
Seeing this, all the medical staff were thrilled.
"Quick, draw blood from Wu Bin to check if there are any rabies antibodies in his system!"
"He came back to life? My God, this is like an ancestor’s blessing!"
Under the doctors’ commands, the nurses began to draw Wu Bin’s blood methodically.
Now, Wu Bin’s blood sample was even more precious than a panda’s blood.
If there really were antibodies, they were all going to be famous!
Seeing that Wu Bin was in good spirits, Li Guotai approached and asked, "Wu Bin, how are you feeling now, is there any discomfort?"
Wu Bin shook his head, indicating that he was fine.
During the earlier attack, Wu Bin had actually been conscious.
However, he felt his body had completely slipped out of his control.