The curtains in the medical area were blown up by the rain and wind, then fell back down to the door frame.

The doctor cut open the protective lining on Shen Qingci's shoulder, revealing red marks left by the seatbelt extending from below her collarbone to the back of her shoulder, with swollen edges.

Chen Lang stood beside the examination bed, his racing suit still dripping wet.

He didn't move the cotton swabs in the tray even though they had been changed three times.

The doctor pressed the wound with the back of his hand.

"Does it hurt here?"

Shen Qingci took a breath.

"Can endure."

Chen Lang's gaze fell on the doctor's hands.

"Being able to tolerate it doesn't count as a test result."

The doctor looked up and glanced at him, then pressed on the outside of his shoulder blade.

Shen Qingci pursed her lips, her breath catching in her throat.

Chen Lang took half a step forward.

The doctor immediately released his grip.

"The bones are stable, and joint movement is fine. There is soft tissue contusion and subcutaneous bruising. Apply cold compresses tonight and observe arm movement for 24 hours. Avoid lifting heavy objects."

"Do we need to film?" Chen Lang asked.

"We have to film it. The impact of the jump and landing is there for all of you; you both have to film it."

The doctor took the registration board and stopped his pen after Chen Lang's name.

"Also, stand further back."

Chen Lang didn't move.

Why?

"If you keep an eye on me, I'll have to think twice before I even start inspecting."

Shen Qingci lowered her head, not daring to move her shoulders, but her lips relaxed.

"Doctor, he's always like this."

"I don't care what he's like normally. Once we're in the medical area, the driver is under the doctor's jurisdiction."

Chen Lang pulled over a folding chair and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Fine, it's your responsibility."

"Check carefully."

The doctor shook his head and applied a swelling-reducing dressing to the wound.

"There are no signs of fracture or nerve compression at the moment. We'll keep you under observation until the imaging results are available. Do you understand?"

Chen Lang's tense jaw finally relaxed.

Shen Qingci turned her head to the side.

"Driver, your inspection hasn't been completed yet."

"Wait until you've finished dealing with it."

"According to the departure order, you are ahead of me."

"Rankings will not be discussed after the finish line."

"Playing dirty?"

"Adjust the process appropriately."

Footsteps surged through the corridor outside the door.

The tow truck's warning lights swept across the window.

The Purple Night Ghost was secured to the flatbed truck with steel cables, its front bumper had come off, the front of the truck had collapsed into the engine compartment, and the Starry Night logo on the side was mostly covered by mud.

The broadcast director switched the camera to that point.

In the live broadcast, the Lamborghini that had dominated the camera's view when it entered was reduced to just a skeletal frame.

Every time the trailer drove over a seam, the damaged front lip scraped against the dashboard with a screeching sound.

[Shanghai's top driver's route down the mountain: Exclusive flatbed trailer pick-up and drop-off.]

[Thirty-seven times the brushstrokes were applied to the winding path; the thirty-eighth time, the brush was applied into the tire wall.]

[The passenger in the front seat called for a red flag three times, but he still accelerated; the car seemed to heed the warnings better than he did.]

[Don't just focus on the jokes, Xu Yan was also in the car. Luckily, the buffer zone was adequate, and she was unharmed.]

Who moved the guide plate? This must be thoroughly investigated. Its presence at Turn 9 cannot be explained away as a simple equipment malfunction.

The doctor drew the curtain.

"There's going to be a fight outside, don't go out and make things worse."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than the sound of a wheelchair slamming against a door echoed from the medical corridor.

Xiao Yunlong pushed the caregiver aside and walked into the corridor, supporting himself against the wall.

His forehead was wrapped in gauze, his left leg was dragging behind him, and his racing suit had a tear in the side.

Ah Biao supported his arm, followed by Xingyao's legal representative and two event staff members.

Xiao Yunlong looked up, his gaze passing through the half-open curtain and landing on Chen Lang.

"You're lucky to be alive."

Chen Lang got up and closed the curtain tightly.

"The doctor told the patient to rest."

He walked out of the consultation room, closing the door behind him.

At the other end of the corridor, Gu Qingshang arrived with Ye Xingyu, Su Niannian, and two police officers.

Event supervisor Ye Chenghua followed behind carrying a sealed box with the signatures of all three parties affixed to the box opening.

Gu Qingshang ignored Xiao Yunlong.

She handed the portable hard drive, the evidence catalog, and the notarized receipt to the officer in charge.

"The original footage from the two independent storage systems at Turn 9, the maintenance vehicle entry records, the remote start data for the guide plate, the signal interference frequency bands, and the timelines for the four race cars receiving the red flag are all here."

"The official footage was frozen for forty-three seconds, while the actual process was preserved on local storage."

"We have formally filed a police report and requested that the case be investigated as an attempted murder."

The live stream camera quickly zoomed in on the sealed container.

The signatures and serial numbers of all three parties are clearly visible in the image.

[This wasn't just a verbal accusation; they even sent the original data and notarized receipts.]

[A 43-second freeze-frame, a remote guide board, signal interference—if this can still be called an accident, I'll change my name.]

[Just now someone said that Lang Shen deliberately used the jump platform to show off, but now do you understand? If he didn't fly, the two people in the car would have either crashed into falling rocks or plunged off the cliff!]

Police officers verify the seal number.

"Materials have been received first. Technicians have rushed to Bend 9, and the repair vehicle and control module involved have been seized. The outsourced construction workers are being tracked down."

Xiao Yunlong leaned against the wall and chuckled twice.

"Ms. Gu, just because you have a few lawyers around, you think you're a judge? You even want to package a racing accident as a criminal case?"

Gu Qingshang looked up. "You can save that sentence for the interrogation room."

Ah Biao blocked Xiao Yunlong's path.

"The guide plate is a temporary outsourced device. Construction, transportation, and operation are all handled by independent teams, and whoever presses the switch bears the responsibility."

Xiao Yunlong raised his hand to push him aside and stared at Chen Lang.

"You think winning one game means you can challenge a Star-level player?"

"The outsourcing company also has a labor service company, which in turn subcontracts temporary workers. Funds go through the project account, and instructions are sent through a third-party platform."

He coughed a few times, blood smeared at the corner of his mouth, but he still forced a smile.

"Those from the bottom of society will never understand the firewall of capital."

Su Niannian grabbed the thermos and was about to step forward when Ye Xingyu pulled her wrist.

Chen Lang didn't even raise an eyebrow. "Finished?"

Xiao Yunlong's smile vanished.

In the live stream, several accounts that had been defending Xiao Yunlong fell silent.

Wait a minute, I used to be a big fan of Brother Long, but this sentence really disgusted me. What does "lower class peasants" even mean?

I was a fan of his for two years. I used to think he was just temperamental, but now I realize he genuinely treats ordinary people as stepping stones.

[You're only waking up now? He was already rotten when he forced Ye Xingyu to sit in the passenger seat and threatened her parents.]

[The former fan has already removed their fan badge. This matter will be thoroughly investigated; whoever broke the law will go to jail.]

At the entrance to the corridor, two notaries rushed over.

The leader opened the document bag and handed the documents, stamped with the seals of the event committee, the notary office, and the third-party timing agency, to Gu Qingshang.

Gu Qingshang glanced at the last page and handed it to Chen Lang.

"The match result has been delivered."

Chen Lang turned to the first page.

Ye Chenghua reads the results to the camera.

"Upon review by the race arbitration panel, the emergency avoidance by the Yangwang U9 crew was deemed valid, and they did not gain any illegal advantage throughout the race; therefore, their results are valid."

"Nine Bends Open Challenge, first place, Chen Lang and Shen Qingci's team."

The crowd outside the corridor immediately banged on the railing.

In the live stream, the black and silver champion logo lit up again.

Ye Chenghua did not stop.

"According to the pre-match betting agreement, Chen Langfang wins."

"The brokerage, business, debt and related recovery relationships between Xingyao Interactive Entertainment and Ye Xingyu are hereby terminated upon the service of the judgment."

The chat was silent for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, a large number of viewers who had just entered the live stream asked questions.

Wait, what kind of betting agreement?

[Isn't this about racing? Why is Ye Xingyu's contract being brought up again?]

What does a debt of 20 million mean? Can someone give a brief explanation to someone who just came in?

[I only watched tonight's match. What does Chen Lang's victory have to do with Ye Xingyu's contract termination?]

Longtime fans quickly took over the comments section.

[Explanation to the newcomer: Ye Xingyu was originally an artist under Xingyao Entertainment. Xingyao and Xiao Yunlong had been forcing her to be the co-driver for the night race for a long time. If she refused, they would demand a fine of 20 million yuan. They also sent people to monitor the restaurant owned by her friend's parents.]

[Brother Lang's move in this competition wasn't just about winning. He wagered his world's only engineering prototype, the "Black Knight." If he won, Xingyao would unconditionally terminate all of Ye Xingyu's contracts, debts, and claims; if he lost, the Black Knight would belong to Xiao Yunlong.]

[Moreover, the agreement wasn't just verbal. Gu Qingshang had preemptively plugged all loopholes: legal representative's signature and seal, online notarization, third-party escrow, and Xiao Yunlong's joint guarantee—nothing was omitted.]

[So, tonight, Lang Shen used the world's only car as collateral and led Navigator Shen through the deadly No. 9 turn, all to exchange for Ye Xingyu's freedom?]

To be precise, Ye Xingyu herself decided to be free, and Lang Ge, Xiao Qingci, and her friends paved the way for her.

Holy crap... I thought it was just two rich kids racing each other.

[Xiao Yunlong used the girl's indenture as leverage, while Chen Lang used his rare car to buy her freedom. Who's human, and who's a beast? Can't you see that?]

Several accounts bearing Xiao Yunlong's fan badges reappeared.

This time, the fan badges in front of the names have been removed.

[A former fan of Xiao Yunlong adds: Xiao Yunlong had previously claimed that Ye Xingyu participated voluntarily, and that she changed her mind at the last minute due to diva-like behavior. I believed him and even criticized her. I'm sorry.]

[I also criticized Chen Lang for being afraid to take on challenges and only using the law as an excuse. Looking back now, he was actually preserving evidence for everyone from the very beginning, plugging contract loopholes, and ensuring track safety. He was never the one who truly risked his life.]

[After being a fan of Xiao Yunlong for three years, I'm now a hater. Don't ask us to come back; there's no going back.]

[I've left the Long fan group. Is Lang Ge still recruiting? I'll delete the stupid things I said before, and then apologize to Ye Xingyu.]

[Ignorant and incompetent: Stop! First, share the original race footage, the red flag timeline, and the truth about Turn 9. Don't engage in cyberbullying or spread rumors; we only present evidence.]

[Former fan of Chen Lang received this. From today onwards, I support Chen Lang. Not because he won, but because he won cleanly and treated others with humanity.]

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