Finger Fracture, But He Kept Fighting!

The team doctor saw the cold sweat pouring down Wang Yi's forehead, and his own heart gave a painful squeeze.

Aside from Kobe Bryant, Wang Yi was easily the toughest person he had ever seen.

Kobe had torn his Achilles tendon and fallen to the floor.

His first reaction had been to force the displaced tendon back into place.

When he couldn't get it back in, he still insisted on making it to the free-throw line and sinking his free throws before leaving the game.

And now Wang Yi had broken a finger bone, yet still wanted to keep playing.

That kind of willpower, that kind of toughness—

it didn't just surprise people. It left them deeply shaken.

Anyone who heard about what he'd done would never forget it.

The team doctor tried to say something, but Wang Yi looked him squarely in the eye and said in a low, unquestioning voice:

"I'm playing."

The team doctor glanced at the coach and players behind Wang Yi.

"Wang, if you keep playing through the injury today, it could leave you with lasting problems. Your finger might become deformed, hurt habitually, or even lose its ability to bend."

Wang Yi still nodded. "Doctor, you've made yourself clear. Now please treat it so I can get back on the court as soon as possible."

The team doctor sighed helplessly.

"Should I have your private doctor come over?"

Usually, Wang Yi's private doctor handled cases like this.

But Wang Yi shook his head. "There's no time. Just stabilize it a little, and have Dr. Love wrap it."

As he spoke, the corner of his mouth twitched again, and he hissed through his teeth.

The team doctor could only nod. "All right, Wang. But I want to remind you one last time: this could leave