You Promised Me, Mr. Lee San-ha - Chapter 69



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Episode 69 Not all weak people are weak (4)

The news of Im Se-yeol’s suicide was suddenly heard.

It was shocking, but… … I can’t just stand there and do nothing.

“taxi!”

I caught a taxi right away.

* * *

Maybe it’s because it’s so late at night, but there are unusually many patients in the emergency room today.

I was dizzy from the groans and screams that echoed everywhere.

“Kim Gan! We need to start with a blood transfusion!”

“Why don’t you come to the doctor for me?! People with colds don’t make money, right?!”

“AAAAAH! AAAH! IT HURTS! IT HURTS! IT HURTS!”

It’s a total mess.

Let’s make our way through the crowd.

chin-

Someone grabbed my shoulder.

He was a hospital staff member.

He spoke with an impression that he looked more tired than I was.

“I’m sorry, but unless you are a guardian, it is difficult for you to enter… … .”

“Oh, yes. Sorry.”

So I was kicked out.

In the place I was kicked out, I was able to meet Kim Tae-kyung, who was in the same situation as me.

I sat down next to him and asked.

“How is Se-yeol’s condition?”

“I cut the inside of my wrist, but it doesn’t look like an artery was severed. There was a little bleeding, but… … .”

A blessing in disguise.

If the cut is deep enough to reach the artery, suturing becomes considerably more difficult.

In addition, since nearby ligaments are also cut, it can cause serious aftereffects.

‘Thank goodness the wound itself isn’t deep.’

But Kim Tae-kyung’s expression was still dark.

I tapped the guy on the shoulder.

“That level of trauma can be treated. Just calm down for now… …”

“He keeps going back and forth between low and high blood pressure, so he can’t use the medicine carelessly. That’s why my sister-in-law is here right now to help him prescribe it… … .”

It’s an unexpected variable.

Hormonal imbalance due to drug addiction.

It wasn’t just a matter of psychological state.

A very complex dysfunction that also applies to all endocrine organs in the body.

The situation was more serious than I thought, so I didn’t know what to say.

“… … .”

Suddenly, a question occurred to me.

“But it’s not to the extent that it would cause any endocrine problems, right? You’ve already gone through the detoxification process and it’s been a while since you touched any medicine.”

Kim Tae-kyung answered as if squeezing out his pain.

“I think he ate the bits of Philopon that were left in every corner of the room. When that wasn’t enough, he went berserk… … and that’s how he ended up like that.”

A few hours.

It was only a few hours.

I held out for seven weeks, only to have my will crumble in just a few hours.

‘This is a drug.’

I barely suppressed the creepy feeling that was creeping up on me.

A destructive addiction that cannot be overcome by willpower alone.

I wonder if it is possible to overcome this through human will.

“… … .”

While I was thinking about this and that, Lim Hyeon-ji came out.

“Mr. Sanha, you’re here.”

She was more emaciated than ever before.

“Fortunately, the sutures are now complete. His condition has stabilized and he will probably be discharged after recovering a little more.”

There was a lot of blood on the hem of Lim Hyeon-ji’s clothes.

“I should have kept checking the status consistently, but I made excuses about being busy… … It’s all my fault.”

“I’m the biggest problem. I was with you the whole time… … Damn it!”

Kim Tae-kyung also sighed.

Self-reproach of the innocent.

This is a common behavioral pattern seen in family members of drug addicts.

Taking all the responsibility for something on yourself.

It is a kind of defense mechanism to protect someone precious by directing the arrows of blame at oneself.

I sorted out the situation.

“Nothing will change by blaming yourself, so let’s stop. You two go inside and get some rest.”

“… … ?”

“… … ?”

Lim Hyeon-ji and Kim Tae-kyung raise their heads as if they are puzzled.

A look that seems to ask if it is even possible to rest in this situation.

Before they could say anything, I opened my mouth first.

“It was in the drug addiction treatment process material that Mr. Hyun gave me before. The family members of the addict should try to manage their own stress. Otherwise, the addict will have nowhere to turn.”

Lim Hyeon-ji bowed her head in silence.

I spoke more forcefully to reassure them.

“I understand the sense of responsibility, the sense of obligation, the fear. I understand it all. I understand it well enough to understand why counselors and clients need to keep a certain distance. But we can’t get tired. We’re the only ones who have to be there until Se-yeol gets over it.”

“… … .”

“… … .”

The two people standing in front of me still have no answer.

After a while, Lim Hyeon-ji said.

“You’re right. I’m so embarrassed. I’m a psychiatrist… … .”

I can understand.

Because it’s not easy for anyone to keep their composure when faced with a problem involving their family.

I answered yes.

“From here on out, I’ll be the one doing the talking. I’m going to try something a little different this time, so let’s see how it goes.”

“I don’t know what method you used, but… … Se-yeol met Mr. San-ha and things improved greatly. I’m grateful for that, but I don’t know how I can repay this favor… … ”

“Because if it’s my friend’s business, it’s my business too.”

I reassured Im Hyeon-ji and turned around.

I feel two people’s gazes from behind.

A look filled with anxiety, nervousness, and a hint of hope.

* * *

I came into the emergency room as a guardian.

Before entering the emergency room, the last words Im Hyeon-ji said lingered in my head.

‘Grace… … .’

Actually, I calculated the profit and loss at first.

The friendship with a famous celebrity, the resulting scoop, and the resulting recognition at work.

But right now there’s something much more important than that.

Human will.

It made a huge impression on me to see it come crashing down in real time due to the malice of others.

‘I want to help.’

I wanted to help that young man who was fighting to not lose his humanity.

No matter how rich, how famous, or how successful he is.

Choaaaak-

I pulled back the curtains, steeling myself.

There, lying there, was Lim Se-yeol, looking even more haggard.

He said, blinking.

“sorry…….”

Tears are already welling up in my eyes.

I said in a calm voice.

“are you okay.”

Then Im Se-yeol burst into tears.

“Really, so much… … Oh my, I’m sorry… … I, I… … Ugh, I don’t think I can do it. Heh heh heh heh… … !”

A cry that feels like the heart is being torn apart and bursting out.

Lim Se-yeol cried without even thinking about wiping his tears away.

“No, nothing works the way I want it to. I’m completely broken, and… … filthy. A retard who can’t even stop taking medication on his own… … .”

“Stop self-harming.”

First, I appease him with orthodox and fundamental words.

“You can do it. We’ve been together for a long time. So let’s make a promise today. First, let’s start by never committing such self-destructive acts again―”

Percussion-

Im Se-yeol shakes my hand off.

“What, what do you know, hyung! With the easy words like promise! Don’t talk like we did something together! Actually, I’m the one who has a hard time! I, I’m the one who has to endure everything!”

He’s as aggressive and impulsive as when we first met.

‘There’s nothing I can do like this.’

A normal person would have given up on the conversation here.

It was so severe that even specialists were shocked.

But… …I still have the means.

‘There’s still one step left.’

I opened the status window.

Lim Se-yeol: I promised myself to quit drugs and continue to practice self-management.

It’s a hot promise made yesterday.

However, this promise has already been fulfilled and more than 24 hours have passed.

There is no way to predict what will happen if enforcement is enforced again.

‘Let’s take this opportunity to see what the extent of your abilities is.’

Touch the status window with tense hands.

Would you like to urge the fulfillment of your promise?

Y/N

※If I really die like this, what should I sign my name with? It would probably be suicide, right?

It will definitely be a huge headache.

But if you can change a fate that has already been decided, then you must pay a certain price.

‘Let’s hold on.’

For someone who is struggling to the point of thinking about death, anything that isn’t sincere enough to make them want to die won’t reach them.

I decided to show my true feelings to Im Se-yeol.

‘Okay. Let’s go!’

As soon as I touch Yes, my vision becomes blurry.

… … No, it’s dark.

“look.”

I was in so much pain that I couldn’t say more than one syllable.

I groped around the bedside table in pain.

Dalgrak-

Who put a bottle of soy milk here?

A glass bottle was caught in hand.

I picked it up and hit my head on it.

Kwajangchang!

‘Oh, it doesn’t hurt.’

It’s not an exaggeration, it really doesn’t hurt.

My headache is so bad that even this level of self-harm feels like an itchy sensation.

The pain in my head was getting deeper and deeper, and now even breathing was becoming difficult.

“Ugh, hmph… … .”

The upper limit of suffering is constantly being updated.

I don’t know if the thing dripping from the corner of my mouth is saliva, blood, or soy milk spilled from the bottle.

I had to finish speaking before I lost consciousness.

“I am hurting as much as you are hurting. This is not a metaphor… … It’s real. Compared to the pain I usually experience, the pain I am experiencing right now is not even ticklish. The pain I am experiencing… … ”

I’m staggering again.

Suddenly, blood poured out of my nose, interrupting my speech.

Okay then.

“Eww- Hyung! Hyung! T, what is this… …!”

Lim Se-yeol, who had been blankly staring with his mouth half open, suddenly came to his senses.

He pulled out a bunch of tissues and shoved them at me.

“T, what the heck are you doing? If you hit it wrong, you could die, why, why are you doing that?! T, that doesn’t mean I… … ”

I snatched the tissue away and said.

“Where did I leave off? Yes. This pain I’m going through will continue. Because I won’t give up on you. So… … . Don’t give up on me either.”

Lim Se-yeol, who had his tissue robbed, stood frozen in place.

After remaining silent for a while, he finally opened his mouth.

“that……”

The moment I was about to answer.

“What’s going on?!”

A nurse’s cry could be heard outside the curtain.

I quickly made an excuse.

“Sorry, sorry! I dropped the bottle. I’ll clean it up.”

“No, no! Leave it! We’ll clean it up!”

Now someone will open the curtain and come in.

There is not much time left.

Just a few seconds.

I had to get another appointment within those few seconds.

“Se-yeol. So let’s try hard one more time… … .”

“sorry…….”

A desperate answer comes back.

Tears were streaming down from Im Se-yeol’s eyes.

The sound of a broom-wielding employee approaching gets closer.

widely-

The moment the staff’s hand grabs the curtain.

Lim Se-yeol continued speaking.

“I’m sorry. I’m the only one who had a hard time. I thought I was the only one in pain. I was the only one who was about to give up… … .”

He added again, crying loudly.

“Ugh, I’ll do well. I’ll really do well now! I promise!”

at the same time.

… … Ding dong!

The appointment is registered.

‘barely!’

When I feel both proud and dizzy at the same time.

“Gyaaaah!”

A scream erupted from the nurse who had opened the curtain.

“Hey, blood on your head! Blood fountain! What’s wrong with this guy?!”

… … It seems difficult to explain.