Foul Me Hard? You Might Die

Wang Yi's dunk had also involved considerable risk.

He couldn't just swing an elbow straight into that guy's chest, so his only option was to use the momentum of a layup.

But going for a layup or dunk this way could easily injure him too. That was why Wang Yi hadn't used this ultimate move before.

Fortunately, the result had been pretty good.

He'd lost his balance, but he hadn't fallen, and the referee had called a blocking foul on that guy.

But that wasn't what pleased Wang Yi most.

What pleased him most was that he'd heard the sound of that guy's ribs breaking.

By Wang Yi's estimate, at least two ribs had snapped.

But even Wang Yi hadn't expected the guy to hit the ground flat on his back and then show no reaction at all.

At first, everyone thought he was acting. It wasn't as though this was the first or second time he'd faked an injury.

But after a moment, people realized something was wrong.

The guy was lying on the floor without reacting at all.

He hadn't even moved a finger.

Only then did the Heat players panic.

The team doctor hurried over.

(Team doctor: I'm so busy.)

He first tried to wake the guy, but after calling to him twice with no response, he reached for Doug's nose. When he checked, he found that Doug wasn't breathing.

Then he listened for Doug's heartbeat.

His face changed dramatically. Doug had no breath and no heartbeat.

He quickly checked Doug's pupils.

They were already dilated.

After a brief examination, he made his diagnosis.

"Sudden loss of consciousness!"

There was no time to carry him to the locker room. The team doctor began compressing Doug's chest right there on the court.

But as soon as he pressed