NOVPUB"It seems that Classmate Wu Bin’s condition is more serious than we thought."
Zheng Shanhe sighed and said, "Given the behaviors Wu Bin is currently exhibiting, there’s no way he can be discharged from the hospital in the short term."
"Old Li, didn’t your hospital achieve many medical results because of Wu Bin? I suggest you report this situation to the higher-ups to see if Wu Bin can be granted some medical assistance. At the very least, we can provide him with the best in terms of medication and accommodation."
Li Guotai nodded to show he would do so.
Wu Bin’s condition was so severe that He Bingbing could only have the cameraman shoot for a while outside the fence before she too left with her team.
As soon as the news of Wu Bin being diagnosed with a mental illness spread, it immediately sparked a chain reaction.
Xu Wenyao locked himself in his office for over three hours, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Li Guotai brought Wu Bin’s latest examination data back to the hospital, organized a citywide consultation with psychiatric experts, and produced a treatment plan.
Psychiatric experts and professors nationwide booked the earliest flights and rushed to the metropolis.
As a natural-born "white mouse" saint body, Wu Bin’s health was now Dragon Country’s top medical priority!
However, Wu Bin knew nothing about these things.
At this moment, he was lying in his hospital bed, looking with a puzzled expression at the three people sitting opposite to him.
"Why are you still here so late, don’t you need to go back to your rooms and rest?"
Tang Hongguang smiled and said, "We three are old, with less need for sleep. We’re not tired."
Wu Bin didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
"But I’m tired. I need to sleep now. How can I fall asleep with you three sitting across from me? It’s quite scary."
The three of them seemed to think there was nothing wrong with that.
Tang Hongguang said, "In fact, with your current state, you could completely go without sleep."
Han Yuanliang nodded his head.
"Exactly, you’re young, why sleep? Get up and have fun!"
"I can teach you a set of boxing techniques that will strengthen your body and keep you safe."
Previously, Wu Bin thought these three were quite logical in their speech and should be normal people.
Now he realized he had thought too much.
Who in their right mind wouldn’t sleep in the middle of the night, but get up to practice boxing?
Yawning, Wu Bin said, "Do as you please. You don’t want to sleep; that’s your business. As for me, I’m going to sleep."
Wu Bin turned around, his back to the three of them, closed his eyes, and went to sleep.
Just as he closed his eyes, sounds of punches and kicks echoed from behind him.
The crazy Han Yuanliang actually started practicing boxing!
What baffled Wu Bin even more was that although his eyes were closed, he kept visualizing Han Yuanliang’s boxing movements in his mind.
He remembered every move and posture very clearly.
What the hell? Was there a glitch in the system?
Wu Bin really wanted to get up and tell Han Yuanliang to stop boxing.
But he was as if pinned down by a ghost on his bed, unable to move, forced to watch Han Yuanliang’s boxing over and over.
Meanwhile, in the psychiatric hospital’s monitoring room.
Two security guards looked at the computer screen.
In the screen, Wu Bin had a vacant look in his eyes, as if controlled by something, he began boxing at the air.
The scene was so eerie that the two guards were trembling with fear, their calves cramping.
Security guard Shi Lei asked anxiously, "What should we do, should we notify someone above?"
Security guard Hu Bei gave him a glare.
"Are you stupid? The patient is just getting up to box in the middle of the night, it’s not self-harm, why notify the higher-ups?"
"Don’t you know that the people upstairs have bad tempers?"
"If we wake them up in the middle of the night, we’re just asking for a scolding."
Shi Lei realized that made sense.
Wu Bin’s punching style was just too eerie, and even holding an electric baton made him feel afraid in the dead of night.
As if knowing what Shi Lei was thinking, Hu Bei said to him, "If you feel scared, then just don’t watch him. After all, as long as the patients don’t get into trouble at night, we don’t have to worry about anything."
Shi Lei uttered an acknowledgment and shifted his gaze to other surveillance footage.
What they didn’t know was that just as their attention was diverted, the surveillance screen in Wu Bin’s ward flickered momentarily, showing a brief lag and interference.
…
In a corner of the psychiatric hospital,
Mei Ji held a laptop, injecting a loop of edited surveillance footage into the live feed.
Once this was done, the next twenty minutes of the surveillance feed would loop footage of Wu Bin practicing his punches.
Since Wu Bin was also continually practicing his punches over and over anyway, by the time Mei Ji swapped out the footage, it would be quite difficult for the security guards in the surveillance room to detect any anomaly in the short term.
"Mei Ji, is it done yet?"
The Zheng brothers were getting impatient.
"It’s ready."
Mei Ji looked at the two of them.
"Starting now, you only have twenty minutes."
The Zheng brothers flexed their shoulders and gestured reassuringly to Mei Ji.
"Twenty minutes is plenty. To deal with that kid, five minutes is enough. Open the door and let us in."
Mei Ji tapped the keyboard, and the iron gate blocking their path opened instantly.
The Zheng brothers sauntered confidently inside.
Since Mei Ji had hacked into the psychiatric hospital’s electronic system, anything they did within the next twenty minutes would not be recorded by surveillance.
Using the information provided by Mei Ji, the Zheng brothers quickly found the ward where Wu Bin was located.
Wu Bin had just finished his punching training.
Drenched in sweat, Wu Bin was standing still with his eyes closed, like a wooden mannequin that had lost its control.
The Zheng brothers entered the ward, positioning themselves one in front and one behind.
Younger brother Zheng Sheng sneered.
"This kid is worth ten million? I don’t understand what those rich folks are thinking—are they burning money just because they have too much of it?"
Zheng Qiang glared at his brother.
"Less talking, get moving."
The Zheng brothers were ruthless characters.
Intent on completing their task smoothly, without further ado, they both struck.
Zheng Sheng attacked from the front, throwing a punch at Wu Bin’s throat.
Zheng Qiang made his move from behind, aiming a dagger at Wu Bin’s back.
Both men aimed for fatal vulnerabilities.
No matter who succeeded, Wu Bin was doomed.
However, at the very moment the two attacked, Wu Bin’s eyes snapped open, and with a smack, he caught both of their wrists.
The two were shocked, their faces filled with disbelief.
How was this possible!
How could Wu Bin react so quickly even with his eyes closed?
And to accurately grab their wrists in such a short time?
Before the bewildered men could react, Wu Bin delivered a swift kick, sending Zheng Qiang flying.
Then, pulling sharply on Zheng Sheng’s wrist, he caused him to stumble and lose his balance.
Before Zheng Sheng could steady himself, Wu Bin delivered a flying knee, hitting Zheng Sheng hard in the stomach.
Spurt!
Zheng Sheng spat out blood, his spirit instantly dampened!
