Mitchell saw Doctor Carol come over to turn off the treadmill and hurried to stop her.
"Another 100 meters."
Doctor Carol ignored Mitchell and insisted on turning off the treadmill.
"He's human. Humans have physical limits. Look at him—he could collapse at any moment. And I'm telling you, if he falls, he might not get back up."
Hearing Doctor Carol say that, Mitchell began to lose his nerve.
If the boss really collapsed and didn't get back up, that would be disastrous.
But when he turned to look, he saw that while they'd been exchanging those few words, the distance remaining had dropped to 95 meters.
He looked at Wang Yi again.
Wang Yi's gaze had grown hazy, as if he were about to lose consciousness.
Mitchell hurriedly asked him, "Boss, how about taking a break?"
Wang Yi didn't respond. He just kept running.
Mitchell raised his voice by an octave. "Boss, let's take a break."
Doctor Carol was getting angry now. "What's there to discuss? Turn it off already!"
Mitchell hesitated. He looked at Wang Yi, drenched in sweat, and especially at his gaze, which seemed to have lost focus. Then he glanced back at Doctor Carol.
Doctor Carol had run out of patience.
She reached over to turn off the treadmill herself.
But just before her hand touched the treadmill's buttons, Wang Yi suddenly reached out with his right hand and pressed it down on top of Doctor Carol's.
Doctor Carol froze and turned to look at Wang Yi.
His eyes seemed to have regained a little clarity.
"Wang, you can't keep running. You know you could suffer sudden cardiac death if you go on like this."
Carol urged him rapidly.
Wang Yi didn't say anything. He seemed too exhausted even to speak.
But he didn't lift his