Am I a crispy college student? The whole internet says that I'm hard to kill!

Wu Bin opened his eyes, only to find the space in front of his hospital bed crowded with people.

This made Wu Bin somewhat embarrassed.

"Everyone's here."

The old professor asked sternly, "Wu Bin, how did you wake up? The anesthesia should not have worn off yet."

"Ah? It hasn't worn off yet?"

A sense of alarm went off in Wu Bin's mind, and he thought to himself, this is bad.

Actually, he had regained some consciousness during the surgery.

But to avoid frightening the surgeon, he had feigned sleep until he was wheeled into the ward.

This state was quite mysterious, somewhat like the Taoist concept of an 'out-of-body' experience.

He could clearly sense everything happening around him and felt as though the person undergoing the surgery on the bed was not him.

It was like someone watching a movie in a theater.

It was unexplainable, but it indeed happened.

Wu Bin could only assume that the system had granted him some new skill or the like.

Having been lying on the hospital bed for so long, Wu Bin also thought it would be good to move around a bit.

But as soon as he opened his eyes, the old professor said the effects of the anesthesia hadn't passed yet, which embarrassed him deeply.

Luckily, before Wu Bin had to think about concocting some lie, the old professor had already started muttering to himself.

"Could it be because you've undergone so many surgeries that you've developed a resistance to the anesthesia?"

Internally, Wu Bin found this hilarious.

Yes, yes, that's right, Professor, keep thinking along those lines!

After all, everything has a scientific explanation.

You're a medical professor; you must believe in science!

Li Guotai, however, was no longer surprised by the miraculous phenomena occurring with Wu Bin.

He smiled and asked, "Wu Bin, how are you feeling now? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"

Wu Bin shook his head.

"Just a bit dizzy, other than that, I don't feel uncomfortable anywhere."

Hearing Wu Bin say this, a group of neurology experts were amazed.

Wu Bin's physical condition was indeed extraordinary!

"To have been deprived of blood to the brain for so long and only feel a bit dizzy? That's impossible."

"Logically, he definitely should have become a vegetable, but looking at his current condition, his thoughts are clear and his logic is rigorous; it seems like there's nothing wrong."

"We can't just assume; we are doctors and we have to verify everything scientifically. Quick, arrange a test for him."

A test again?

Wu Bin couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time.

"Director Li, is that really necessary? Isn't it enough that I can wake up?"

Li Guotai smiled and said, "How can it not be necessary?"

"For you to recover so quickly from that condition, it's definitely a miracle in the field of neurology."

"Thus, your recovery status is of critical importance to the entire medical field."

"Let me put it this way, the better your recovery, the more funding I can apply for you—do you understand?"

Got it.

As long as I recover well enough, not only do I not have to pay for medical expenses, but I will also receive some money.

Who would argue with money?

Wu Bin immediately said seriously, "Director Li, you don't have to tell me all this. It's my honor to be able to contribute to our nation's healthcare."

Li Guotai had long seen through Wu Bin's thoughts; he said with a smirk, "Oh? Are you suggesting that you don't need this special research fund?"

Wu Bin instantly felt embarrassed.

You've got me, old man!

"Well… if I can make a bit of extra money to improve my life while contributing to healthcare, I think that's not bad. After all, you guys know my situation—I'm broke!"

Bingbing and the others all nodded continuously, showing they could understand.

But Li Guotai wasn't so easily deceived.

This young man had seen through it all, he was one who would not release the hawk until he saw the rabbit.

To make him cooperate willingly, all you needed to do was to provide him sufficient incentive.

Soon, the hospital's testing protocols were ready.

The first test was for color blindness, to determine if Wu Bin's visual cortex had been affected.

An old professor brought a color blindness test book and had Wu Bin look at it.

Wu Bin successfully identified all the colors correctly, which indicated that he was neither color-blind nor color-weak.

The old professor nodded in acknowledgment.

"It seems the visual cortex hasn't been affected."

"Hold on."

Wu Bin suddenly spoke seriously, "Professor, don't you think this test is a bit too simple?"

"Hmm?"

A group of doctors were momentarily stunned.

"We are primarily testing whether your visual cortex has been affected; the difficulty of this test is sufficient."

Wu Bin shook his head.

"I think this test is too easy. How about we try this instead?"

Wu Bin casually picked two apples from a nearby patient's fruit basket.

"Here, look at these two apples. Which one do you think is redder?"

Wu Bin's actions baffled everyone.

Because he was holding two bright red apples, both appearing nearly identical in color.

"These two should be the same, right?"

"Yes, they both have the reddest parts, as well as yellow and white areas. What does this test prove?"

Wu Bin smiled faintly, holding up the apple in his right hand.

"This apple is redder, and it's at the perfect stage of ripeness for eating."

"But this apple in my left hand has overripened, and the inside has already begun to decay, which is why it appears slightly yellow."

Wu Bin's words left everyone incredulous.

Li Guotai was particularly astonished, "You can discern which apple is rotten just by looking?"

"Yes, by accurately distinguishing the colors on the surface of the apples, you can tell which one is rotten."

"If you don't believe me, I can prove it to you."

Wu Bin took out a fruit knife and cut open the apple on the left.

As expected, the inside of the left apple had started to turn black and rot!

The ward erupted in exclamations of astonishment.

"How is this possible! To determine the quality of an apple just by glancing at it, can such people really exist?"

"Theoretically, it is achievable, but this remains a theory, especially considering he just underwent surgery for a cerebral embolism!"

The online audience in the live broadcast room was also utterly shocked.

"Amazing, has Wu's perception of colors become so extraordinary?"

"With such an ability, if he took up painting, he would be invincible!"

"Why would painting make him invincible, is there a reason?"

"Because you can differentiate more colors, so your paintings would be more delicate and layered."

"I'm a student of fine arts, and right now, I'm very envious!"

Facing a group of neuroscientists discussing fervently as if they had seen a ghost.

Wu Bin looked at Li Guotai triumphantly.

"Dean Li, my recovery isn't too bad, right?"

Unexpectedly, Li Guotai just smiled and shook his head.

"Indeed not bad, but it's not enough."

Wu Bin was slightly taken aback.

That's still not enough?

Fine, then I'll show you some more!