Ming Ke: Everyone at the same time thought I was a poor little thing

After the call ended, Vodka looked confused.

Bring the conductor down?

Take him out of the hospital?

Vodka stuffed his phone into his pocket and walked quickly towards the doctor's office.

The moment he opened the door, Vodka was stunned.

The doctor's white coat was gone, and he was tied to the bed behind the curtain in disheveled clothes, with his mouth bandaged.

Seeing someone coming in, the doctor cried out desperately, his eyes brightening as if he had seen a savior.

Vodka: !!

Suddenly, I had a bad feeling in my heart.

He rushed forward in two steps, roughly ripped off the bandage on the doctor's mouth, and asked anxiously, "Where is the patient just now?"

The doctor ignored the pain in his mouth and pointed to the wide-open window, saying in horror, "He climbed out through the window."

This is the ninth floor. If you jump down, you will not die but will be paralyzed on one side of your body.

What's wrong with this family member? The patient was obviously mentally ill, but they were so careless as to let him walk in without taking any precautions!

Vodka rushed to the windowsill and stuck his head out to look out.

At a glance, you can see the dense crowd below.

Were there so many people in the hospital just now?

Vodka: ? ?

He looked closely and found that they were all media reporters.

His heart skipped a beat and he quickly opened the latest news page on his phone.

Voices of reporters enjoying the fun were heard.

"—We can see someone preparing to jump from the fifteenth floor of this private hospital. According to insiders, the person had just arrived at the hospital today, dissatisfied with the company's overtime system and his boss's accusations of mental illness, and decided to commit suicide in retaliation. —The Asahi Shimbun has this live report."

"It's rumored that the person who attempted suicide was mixed-race and often bullied for his unusual hair and skin color. His superiors turned a blind eye and even occasionally engaged in physical violence, demonstrating the gradual erosion of racial tolerance. The person didn't even report the incident to the police. Reliable sources indicate his personal freedom has been restricted. We suspect the group he was part of is involved in illegal activities. We hope the police will quickly reveal the truth to the public. — Live reporting from the Mainichi Shimbun."

"We interviewed the hospital nurses and learned that the man who attempted suicide was forcibly taken to the psychiatric department by his supervisor and colleagues. He had attempted suicide twice before. His narrow escape did not instill a reverence for life, but instead intensified his despair. This demonstrates the immense pain and depression he endured in his daily life, forcing him to choose suicide. We hope the Ministry of Justice will thoroughly investigate this company for any violations. — Jiji Press, reporting live."

"People on the fifteenth floor are teetering on the brink of collapse, but the police have yet to arrive. None of the family members of the man who jumped have been contacted, and none of his colleagues are anywhere to be found. His loneliness, despair, and hopelessness are truly heartbreaking. Has the working environment in our society become pathological, with only indifference remaining between people? Is Japan's future doomed? I hope the cabinet can quickly rectify the workplace and provide a healthy working environment for every hard-working citizen. —Fuji TV, live reporting."

Vodka:…

Vodka: !!

There is no need to read what happens next. He doesn’t know whether Japan will be finished in the future, but it will be finished soon.

Vodka covered his face in pain. He was willing to bet his brother's Porsche that the person on the fifteenth floor was definitely the commander!

No wonder the eldest brother asked him to take the person downstairs.

Vodka left the ward with a ferocious expression and prepared to take the elevator to the rooftop on the 15th floor.

Who would have thought that after the news report came out, the public and media reporters who wanted to watch the excitement rushed to the elevator while the police had not arrived yet. They were still arguing over who should get into the elevator first to reach the rooftop to get first-hand information. The elevator was stuck on the first floor.

Vodka was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. He always felt that if he delayed any longer, a sniper bullet would be shot at him from the opposite side of the hospital building.

Vodka shuddered and ran quickly towards the stairs.

At this time, on the rooftop.

Sitting on the rooftop, Rei Furuya was on the phone.

"...Yes, that's right. Someone jumped from the building at the National Central Hospital. Come quickly before the media arrives. If you don't come soon you'll be late~" After saying that, he put away his eloquent tone, and expressionlessly pulled out the SIM card, broke it and threw it away.

Let’s build a hospital first, it’s better than nothing.

Fūya Rei looked down, his legs dangling in the air.

His expression was a little torn. Sometimes he was cautious and panicked and wanted to retract his legs, and sometimes he was carefree and eager to try and jump down.

Rei Furuya: It’s really hard for me.

The slightly stronger wind on the rooftop could blow him down.

But the dark mud in his mind kept urging him to jump.

"Since I can't die anyway, wouldn't it be a good idea to jump in and give it a try?"

"Who gets the chance to experience such a miracle? It's a shame to give it up."

"Hurry up, hurry up! You've already said you're going to jump off the building. If you don't jump, you're not a man~"

Fūya Ling covered his head with his hands. The instinct for survival and the desire for death were fighting in his mind, and his brain was a mess.

He covered his aching forehead and felt a little dazed. He finally understood the so-called 'sunny and cheerful big boy'.

Damn it, system, you are going too far by selling dog meat under the guise of selling mutton!

Fūya Rei was very angry, but after drawing the card, the character of the fusion card could not be changed for fifteen days, so he could only bear it.

When he thought about how he had attempted suicide several times and how less than twenty-four hours had passed, Fūya Rei: Flip the table!

Outside the hospital, Metropolitan Police Department police cars were rushing towards the National Hospital.

It was the Metropolitan Police Department's Criminal Investigation Division 1.

Originally, they weren't supposed to handle suicide cases, as their main job was criminal law enforcement. But this suicide case caused such a stir that it was even mentioned by name in multiple media outlets.

The investigation team can only send police to investigate the scene and investigate the truth behind the innocent citizen's jump from the building.

In the passenger seat of the police car, the tall Yi Dahang, biting a toothpick, glanced at the real-time news on his mobile phone and his eyes fell on the blurry figure on the hospital rooftop.

Yi Dahang frowned and said hurriedly, "Hurry up, that person seems to be ready to jump down."

"Yes, the traffic ahead has been controlled and is speeding up."

Ida Hang breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Chang Teng, have the firefighters arrived?"

Officer Nagato, sitting in the back seat, pressed a few buttons on his phone and said, "The fire department just arrived at the destination and is laying out the air cushion."

In the hospital, Vodka climbed from the ninth floor to the fifteenth floor in less than three minutes, panting heavily.

When Vodka pushed open the iron gate and saw the commander sitting on the rooftop, his legs went weak and he fell to the ground.

It would be too tiring to run up here in the shortest time possible.

Fūya Ling looked over at him with a gloomy look: "Vodka-kun, don't get excited, I just want to enjoy some fresh air on the rooftop."

Vodka wiped the sweat from his face, stood up with shaking legs, and said in a hoarse voice: "I don't believe you! You made such a big fuss, big brother will not let you go."