Chapter 3: Rest assured, we are filming the entire process.

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Xu Wenyao was now drenched in sweat not only on his face but also down his back. Could he even wipe it all off in time?
“Where’s the school doctor? Why hasn’t he arrived yet?”
Xu Wenyao was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
If a fatal accident happened at the school and the Ministry of Education launched an investigation, he, as principal, would bear the primary responsibility!
Amid the anxious gazes of everyone present, the school doctor, Xie Shan, hurried over carrying his medical kit.
Xie Shan ran while puzzling to himself.
Weren’t they supposed to just say a few words casually? Had the school suddenly added extra duties for him?
“Please make way, I’m the school doctor.”
Xie Shan smiled calmly, composed and professional.
Of course, if the school gave him extra scenes, he’d have to show the demeanor of a true healer.
But when Xie Shan saw Wu Bin’s expression, his smile froze instantly, and he trembled with fright.
Everyone sharp-witted present sensed something was terribly wrong from Xie Shan’s reaction.
Xu Wenyao hurriedly asked, “Old Xie, how’s the situation?”
Xie Shan pried open Wu Bin’s eyelids and looked carefully before suddenly cursing loudly,
“His pupils are fully dilated, and you’re still asking how he is?!”
“Why are you all crowding around? Trying to suffocate him? Spread out!”
“Has 120 been called? Open the school gates immediately, let the ambulance in!”
At this moment, Xie Shan no longer cared about decorum.
The man was nearly dead—what was the point of maintaining appearances?
His words shocked everyone present, their faces turning pale.
Dilated pupils!
One of the signs of brain death.
If the pupils were completely dilated, the person was basically gone.
Yang Kang was dumbfounded.
He couldn’t believe it was possible.
Had he really just scared Wu Bin to death by raising his voice a little?
Xu Wenyao stood trembling like a leaf.
He had been looking forward to a happy interview today.
Now everything was ruined.
Thinking back to how he had specifically ordered Yang Kang to severely reprimand Wu Bin, Xu Wenyao’s heart filled with dread.
If this matter was handled properly, he’d only lose his position.
If not, he might be sent to prison.
Xu Wenyao clasped his hands tightly, silently praying to all the gods.
He had never been so devout, not even when sweeping the tombs of his ancestors during Qingming Festival!
Please don’t die!
You absolutely must not die!
All the leaders were tense, watching as Xie Shan, sweating profusely, performed CPR on Wu Bin.

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But two minutes later, Xie Shan stopped.
He took out a flashlight to shine into Wu Bin’s eyes, then felt his neck.
Then he looked at Xu Wenyao and shook his head.
Xu Wenyao felt his throat tighten, as if gripped by an invisible hand.
The air around them seemed to freeze.
All the leadership found it hard to believe their eyes.
A student had died over something so trivial.
Xu Wenyao was stunned, his mind frozen, unable to react.
Yang Kang, standing beside him, was equally dumbfounded.
How they wished Wu Bin was joking with them.
But he wasn’t.
It was over.
Everything was over.
“Principal Xu, please have the students watching disperse back to their dormitories.”
This remark from the vice principal finally brought Xu Wenyao back to his senses.
“Oh, yes.”
Xu Wenyao nodded numbly.
The vice principal sighed, knowing Xu Wenyao was already panicking.
He instructed the other counselors, “Have the students return to their dormitories. Tell them not to wander around, not to leave school grounds, and not to spread rumors.”
Many students, being suddenly ordered back to their dorms, didn’t understand what had happened.
But some who knew started discussing it in the campus group chat.
“It seems someone fainted in the male dorms?”
“Wu Bin from Finance Class 2, he clutched his chest and collapsed. Looks like a heart attack.”
“He’s already dead. School doctor Xie did CPR for two minutes but couldn’t save him.”
“What? How could he have a heart attack just staying in the dorm?”
“I heard he was scared to death by counselor Yang Kang. Ridiculous!”
“Now the counselor and principal are in big trouble. They might be sent to prison.”
Though the crowd had dispersed, the students continued to chatter, many taking out phones to film the scene, refusing to return to their dorms.
Xu Wenyao knew this incident couldn’t be concealed.
The TV crew was still live streaming.
The news that Wu Bin died from being scared in his dorm was sure to explode online soon.
“Principal, the ambulance has arrived.”
Xu Wenyao nodded, speechless.
Given Wu Bin’s condition, taking him to the hospital was just a waste of time; it’d be better to go straight to the morgue.
Just as Xu Wenyao thought this, Wu Bin suddenly opened his eyes and took a deep breath!
Everyone was shocked.

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Xu Wenyao was so frightened his legs nearly gave out, almost collapsing to the ground.
Wu Bin gave an awkward but polite smile.
“Everyone… is here. Have you eaten?”
Have you even eaten?!
Is now the time for pleasantries?
Xu Wenyao trembled with excitement!
If it weren’t broad daylight, he would have thought he’d just seen a ghost!
Xu Wenyao stammered, “Wu Bin, you… you came back to life?”
Wu Bin forced a smile.
“Not dead yet, but I wouldn’t say I’m fully alive either.”
“My heart still hurts a lot.”
As soon as Wu Bin finished speaking, Xie Shan stepped forward and shoved an emergency heart pill into his mouth.
“Wu Bin, hang in there. The doctor is on the way!”
At that moment, medical personnel in white coats rushed into the dorm room.
They lifted Wu Bin onto a stretcher. Xu Wenyao instinctively tried to follow.
An emergency doctor stopped him.
“Are you a relative?”
“No, I’m the principal.”
The doctor eyed Xu Wenyao suspiciously, wondering how the principal seemed more anxious than the boy’s own father.
What the doctor didn’t know was that Wu Bin had already died once just moments ago.
Every school leader was extremely nervous now.
Wu Bin was like a lifesaver to them all—they couldn’t help but be anxious.
Others stepped forward to vouch for Xu Wenyao.
“Yes, doctor, he’s the principal of our Agricultural University. You can look him up online.”
The doctor nodded.
“All right, you can get in the ambulance. But the patient’s family must also be notified quickly. If any procedures require signatures, you’ll need a relative.”
Xu Wenyao was about to get into the ambulance when a faint voice spoke up.
“Miss He should come along too…”
Wu Bin had noticed He Bingbing’s work badge earlier and felt calmer with a camera pointed at him.
He Bingbing certainly didn’t want to miss such a prime live broadcast.
During the brief moment Wu Bin collapsed, the live stream had already attracted over thirty thousand viewers.
“All right, we’ll film the entire process.”