"..."
Seeing the alcoholic with vacant eyes staring blankly at the ceiling, showing no reaction to what he said, the doctor grew worried and didn't dare to walk away at this moment, fearing he might not hold it together and do something foolish.
He had already tried talking to him many times, subtly trying to find out if he had any family or friends.
In his current situation, what he needed most was care, encouragement and guidance from family.
But he refused to say anything.
There probably was something unspeakable, otherwise he wouldn't be at his most helpless moment without calling even a friend.
"Doctor, you don't need to stay with me, I won't do anything rash."
Actually, he had thought about seeking help from that person, someone from the Demon Realm, who even said he could bring Xi back, so his illness shouldn't be a difficult task for him.
But he didn't want to, afraid that person would take the opportunity to make him do things he didn't want to do.
