Blizt 'N Demon

Chapter 37 - Suicide

On a hospital roof, there is a small garden where many green plants live here.

Among them, stood a young man about 27 years old in a white coat and a stethoscope hanging around his neck, "Dad didn't answer my phone, either" he murmured. His expression was so worried. An hour ago, his father suddenly sent a strange message.

'If my life is not long, please take care of your sister. Sorry for not being a reliable father.'

That's the word her father sent her. However, he just opened the message now and tried to call her on the roof of this hospital. But his father did not answer. "What exactly happened?"

As he was daydreaming, the door leading to the hospital roof suddenly opened. The young man was slightly surprised and immediately looked to the origin of the voice. A young man much younger than him ran up to the edge and stood in front of the stomach-high wall that was a safety guard. The boy was wearing hospital clothes. He must be a patient.

At first he thought that the young man just wanted to relax here. Because this place is empty with no one and only them. He ignored the young man and still tried to call his father.

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But his gaze was turned back on the young man. The sound of clothes rubbing against the rather rough wall created a sound until it reached his ears. He was surprised to see the younger man trying to climb the wall with one hand and standing on the wall, "Danger!"

He ran as fast as he could to stop what the patient was doing.

Kevin was silent while looking down. He seemed to be thinking about the hardship he had been through. He wanted to end it right now, no matter if he had to die. No, no one will care.

The height of this hospital building is more than enough to make him die if he falls. He's ready with that. His hands clenched, then squeezed back. He closed his eyes and leaned his body forward, allowing gravity to topple his body freely.

When his body was about to fall, a hand immediately coiled around his body and pulled him backwards.

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Kevin's body fell along with the person who had pulled him. Kevin's expression turned startled. He should have been freefall by now. Why did it fall backwards?

"Nearly enough..," the young man in the doctor's suit sighed. Although his body became sick because it became a cushion to prevent him from being injured, but most importantly he could save the life of the patient.

"Are you hurt?" he said with worry.

Kevin gasped in shock when there was a voice around him. He was even more surprised when he realized there was someone who was hit by his body. He quickly got out of the way and saw the man.

"What did you just do? You want to risk your own life?" said the doctor. He seemed relieved, but annoyed at the same time. He changed his position to sit.

Kevin stood up immediately. He flatly expressed, "You shouldn't have helped me. I don't need help from you."

The young doctor stood up and smiled imposingly, "Well, bratty child. Even though I was older than him, he should have been more polite, "inwardly.

"Are you planning to kill yourself?" Finally it was what the young doctor could say, "Why?"

Kevin stopped without looking at the doctor, "I'm tired of living like this. My existence was not accepted by them. Coupled with my flawed state with this one hand right now, they increasingly did not want to admit me. Compared to living with being tormented like this, I would rather die. I'm tired."

Kevin tried to climb the wall again. But the doctor immediately pulled the collar behind him so that he would not do that, "Don't do such a futile thing."

Kevin became furious, "Let go of me!" he immediately removed the doctor's arm that was holding his collar. He turned around and looked at the doctor, "If you don't want to be considered a suicide suspect I'm going to commit, then get out of here. Don't bother me!"

The doctor shook his head. He sighed, "Are you going to calm down after death by carrying the weight of that thought?"

"That'll calm me down. There's nothing that calms me down more than that."

The doctor took something out of his suit pocket. He held it out to Kevin, "Use this to kill yourself."

Kevin stared at the small knife that the doctor had proffered. He looked at the doctor with a clueless look.

"If you want to die, then use this. That's even if you dare to stab yourself in the neck. If you dare to do that, then it's up to you to jump out of here while you still have the rest of your breath. Take it.."

Kevin looked at the doctor in disbelief. The doctor will let him if he stabs his own neck? Is he kidding?

As if knowing what Kevin was thinking, the doctor opened his voice, "I'm not joking. Use this knife to stab yourself in the neck."

Kevin received the knife doubtfully. He looked back at the doctor. He questioned what the doctor was doing at the moment.

Kevin held the knife firmly. It's no different from jumping from up here. Using a knife was even faster. He pointed a knife beside his neck as if ready to stab him at any moment.

However, his hand shook. There was a feeling of fear that enveloped his heart. He closed his eyes and tried to stab him. But somehow he felt scared. Death seemed to be right before him.

The doctor smiled and pulled Kevin's arm back until the knife in his hand moved away. His actions made Kevin open his eyes, "How can you kill yourself if you're still afraid of death? You better stop this action of yours. What you are experiencing right now is a feeling of overflowing for a moment.

Even if you say you're tired and want to end it with death, it's not like that, is it? You're still afraid to die. You're afraid of the pain you'll receive when you stab a knife in your neck. That's your true feeling."

Kevin's hand arrived limp, even he could not hold the knife again until finally fell to the floor. He also sat. His face looked desperate and sad, "Then what should I do now?

My friend thinks I can't be relied on anymore. My father and mother rejected my condition now and had a fight. Even my father's gaze looked disgusted. He regretted that I was born into this world. So what else do I have to do?

What other treatment should I get after this in order for me to dare to die? What other reason should I use to live? I'm sick.. I'm tired.."