Theatrical Regression Life

Episode 138

To be honest, Do-yoon Han felt extremely tired when Jae-heon Lee handed him the fruit without the others knowing. I felt like I was carrying a bomb.

“It’s a gift.”

It sounded like a gift and I fell asleep.

“…yes?”

“If you need to, use it yourself.”

To put it more bluntly, I was fucking annoyed.

Han Do-yoon never hated the scars on his body, but he was never proud of them either. To him, the scars left on his body were merely warnings to become wiser and quicker in the future, not medals or murals worthy of praise.

“I don’t know the intention of the gift, Jaeheon Lee.”

“Isn’t the intention already clear?”

“It wasn’t particularly clear, and I was deliberately diverting my words, but I guess you didn’t understand.”

He was willing to sacrifice his life to save citizens if necessary, but he never tried to die.

“Why did you give this to me?”

“Well, don’t die?”

“Hey, this doesn’t make sense.”

I was smiling, but I wasn’t happy.

It’s always been like that, but these days I feel like that duality has become even bigger. Do-yoon Han came into the park chasing the fire even while he was unconscious after being eaten by this world.

He always wanted to live, and that’s why he felt my life was precious. It was because I already knew how miserably the things that make up me and those around me would collapse and mourn after Han Do-yoon’s death. I have seen, without permission, the results of sacrifices made by people other than myself.

To him, those who praise sacrifice are those who go out without knowing how precious their lives are. It was truly something that was difficult to understand and also upsetting.

‘There will be a lot of people who will be sad when you die.’

Life is not like a movie that ends when the film stops.

If you go outside the frame, it’s a completely different world, and it’s not a children’s book with an ending like ‘The prince who saved the princess lived happily ever after.’ The world does not end when just one person dies.

Therefore, there was always a world after the incident.

“…Ahaha.”

Han Do-yoon hated people who gave up on their lives.

“This is a really… strange gift.”

“….”

“You know?”

I hated people who sacrificed themselves because they were blinded by the happiness of others, running away from the rest….

“…Well, I’ll accept it anyway.”

Isn’t that too selfish?

‘I obviously know that other people are worried.’

What is it about you that you know but don’t accept it?

Do they really have a vaguely optimistic sentiment, saying ‘it will be okay someday’, or do they know exactly but turn their heads away pretending not to notice?

As Han Do-yoon, he was someone I wanted to understand but did not want to sympathize with.

‘Isn’t giving this to disrespecting Jeong In-ho’s sincerity?’

If you’re going to do this, just say it out loud. I wanted to grab him by the collar. They say they want to die, so they say they will do anything to make other people happy. Han Do-yoon couldn’t shake the thought that this small fruit he gave me was a kind of will.

But what happens when Lee Jae-heon dies? What do you do with the people who stayed by your side and who firmly believed that you would never die, even when you were a corpse?

They have certainly shown themselves to be good compared to others, but…

“….”

After Lee Jae-heon dies, they might all turn into monsters.

People who are cornered show violence to the extent that those who have no time to spare feel miserable.

This is because the mercy and affection that most humans show is something they themselves can afford. Also, Yeonhee Kwon, Yeonseok Noh, Minah Kang, etc. For many of those people, leisure was Lee Jae-heon.

‘At least the detective seemed to be distracted…’

Han Do-yoon had a knack for imagining the worst-case scenario, so he had an amazing ability to make it happen every time he hoped it wasn’t. It could also be seen as a kind of jinx.

“… Take care, Mr. Lee Jae-heon.”

Nevertheless, I hoped that peace would continue as long as possible.

That was the reason Han Do-yoon called Noh Yeon-seok.

* * *

“….”

“…Kuhhhhh.”

Ha Seong-yoon was a person who thought he had grown up quite nicely.

His parents wanted Ha Seong-yoon to grow up to be an upright and good person, and their affection and education were kind and gentle. Those who always gave me choices prayed that he would do the most good that was within his power.

His own wishes were not much different from those of his parents. Ha Seong-yoon became a doctor at an earlier age than others with the full support of his parents. He thought this was not enough and went to volunteer in conflict areas.

Throughout all of this, Ha Seong-yoon’s parents were always on his side.

“Ah… this is pretty good too.”

“Cough ugh. Ugh…”

“Why are there so many good ingredients? is not it? This may all have come about because of my uncle’s influence…”

I loved my family like that.

“Doctor, what is sacrifice?”

Seeing the killer asking that question, Ha Seong-yoon just coughed. My sleepy neck hurts and I can’t breathe well, so I’m clawing at the hand that’s holding my neck, but it’s still worth living.

However, what was visible was just excessively cruel.

“Huh huh….”

Song In-myeong was seen killing a person.

I saw him stabbing a fleeing person with a knife into his neck and lungs and then throwing him away. There was a scene where a crying child was dragged by the neck and thrown to a monster they encountered. It seemed that the child was already almost dead when he was strangled.

And in an instant, the overlapping fantasies were erased and all I could see before my eyes was a monster strangling me. All I could see was one person lying on the ground.

That got a little funny.

“Why sacrifice? How do you feel when that happens? “How did you feel when you just blocked my way?”

“Ugh….”

“How can you think of doing that on your own? What kind of principle is that?…”

Once the profession of doctor rose to the position of ‘professor’, it gained a certain level of authority. Nevertheless, it was a neck that could be freely given to those who lost a loved one.

“Isn’t there a formula for that? “Emotions.”

Ha Seong-yoon grew up receiving an excellent education from good parents, became a doctor with thoughtful support in a perfect environment, and rose to the position of a professor through much effort. However, he did not get angry when his guardian, who had lost his family, grabbed him by the collar and slapped him. He was quite nice and big, but he didn’t feel any pain.

What hurt more was the fact that my patient had died on my table.

“Cough blah blah.”

“I just stabbed the doctor in the back. Doesn’t it hurt?”

For Ha Seong-yoon, that was unbearable pain.

“…Why do you keep looking at that sister?”

“….”

“It’s really amazing.”

What was in his field of vision was Kang Min-ah, shaking and holding her abdomen.

“Don’t worry, I only stabbed you twice.”

The human body is so fragile that it can die from just two stabs with a knife. You stupid friend.

‘…It seemed like he was keeping an eye on me for some reason…’

I was roughly aware of the situation.

Lee Jae-heon, no one else, noticed Ha Seong-yoon directly, and even if it wasn’t necessarily that, Detective Hong Gyeong-jun and Constable Kim Yeon-woo were often observing the survivors carefully. Ha Seong-yoon found himself among police officer Kim Yeon-woo’s suspects.

Besides, didn’t he check the dead child’s body? I thought it was strange ever since there was a faint mark on my neck, but no. In fact, the traces were strangely faint for someone who died from suffocation. Anyway, I thought someone might have used the child as bait.

However, Ha Seong-yoon’s eyes only worked too late.

“That’s strange. I know that the back is also a pretty painful area…”

“Ugh.”

“Hey, doctor. You’ve just been stabbed in the back four times. “He’s even strangled.”

Yes, it would have been better if you had shown me before I got stabbed in the back.

‘Is it because of lack of oxygen?’

It’s true that my back was hot, but for some reason it didn’t hurt too much. Ha Seong-yoon wondered if this could be due to strangulation and not being able to breathe properly, but soon all his attention was focused on Kang Min-ah.

When he suddenly saw the knife in Song In-myeong’s hand, he reflexively hugged her. Thanks to this, the knife went in and out of his back several times, and Kang Min-ah, who saw it, screamed and got away from him.

In a way, it was natural for her to be attacked by Song In-myeong, as there was a huge difference in their physiques.

“….”

But it’s not a given.

It is true that Lee Jae-heon was unrivaled, but Kang Min-ah was also Ha Seong-yoon’s patient.

“Ugh…”

“Doctor?”

These are my patients.

“….”

“Over there?”

He’s my patient that I have to save.

I didn’t want to become a murderer who couldn’t save a patient who could have been saved. I didn’t want to be so incompetent and helpless. Even if you can’t be a good human being or a good doctor, you can remain a competent doctor. That’s the last thing I have left.

That’s my last seat…

“….”

I thought of the gray coat and Jeong In-ho who was cutting it. Finally, Ha Seong-yoon, who felt a strange feeling inside his pants, gradually relaxed his hand that was pushing the other person away.

“…aha.”

A woman caught my eye.

Even though he was crying like he was shedding tears of blood, he held the hammer firmly with both hands and raised it. Kang Min-ah was seen staring at the criminal with red, bloodshot eyes, like a Rakshasa.

Ha Seong-yoon immediately grabbed Song In-myeong by the collar and pinned his upper body.

Crack.

“—Ahh!”

Her hammer soon hit the back of his head.

“You bitch…!”

“죽어버려 개새끼야.”

Song In-myeong immediately shook off Ha Seong-yoon’s hand and snatched Kang Min-ah’s hammer, but she was not embarrassed by her opponent’s quick counterattack and immediately ran away from the spot.

Seeing Kang Min-ah like that, Song In-myeong laughed as if it was absurd and looked at Kang Min-ah and Ha Seong-yoon alternately.

“What is this, abandoning a colleague…”

“….”

“… That’s not right. and.”

The corners of his mouth rose up as if he was extremely happy.

“I guess you thought I was going to chase Mina. right.”

“…Haha….”

“Wow, wow, wow, I’m really, really going crazy…”

He rubs his face with both hands and murmurs in ecstasy.

“I think you guys are really cool.”

Then, holding Kang Min-ah’s hammer, he chased after her.

“….”

This is true.

Ha Seong-yoon, who was left alone in an instant, lay down on the ground, gently caressing his tender neck. I could feel the strangely clear smell of blood inside my throat.

After remaining still for about a minute, he muttered like a sigh.

“I’m going crazy.”

Perhaps Kang Min-ah thought she needed to lure Song In-myeong.

Didn’t he keep talking about his artistic philosophy while strangling Ha Seong-yoon? I thought he might have dragged Song In-myeong on purpose to draw attention to himself because he would have tried to kill Kang Min-ah if he wanted to be the target instead of Ha Seong-yoon. If you think about the trembling hand holding the hammer.

Therefore, Ha Seong-yoon had no choice but to feel it painfully once again.

“…This is no place for a doctor…”

I felt like I wanted to die like this.

Why do so many friends interfere with a doctor’s plan to become a doctor?

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