Chapter 225.2 : (Kishuu’s POV) Dealing With Lives and a Doctor’s Anguish 

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My name is Kishuu. I’m a doctor running a clinic in a town called Resta. Though I am referred to as ‘sensei’ by others, but I don’t consider myself a decent living being.

That’s because I save people’s lives for money. If someone doesn’t have money, I won’t help them. It’s a very simple and easy to understand criterion for judgment. As a professional in my field, I might be doing the correct thing by acting solely based on money but I’m not sure what that makes me as a human being.

However, I try to convince myself that it is the right thing to do as a professional.  I earn enough money to live in comfort and I don’t have any particular greed for wealth. Why am I being so obstinate and only will save someone’s life if they have money for it? That’s because I believe medical care should be fair and just.

Indeed, volunteering to save lives without demanding money may seem admirable at first glance. However, the resources required to provide medical care is limited. It is impossible to be able to distribute medical care to everyone equally. As medical technology becomes more advanced, the more you understand achieving true equality is impossible.

For example, let’s say I treated a child with a rare disease for free. On the other hand, there’s another child with the same rare disease dying somewhere without me knowing it. And thus, there’s no fairness in my practice. Because I’ve saved one child on a whim, I’ve created an unfair situation.

That’s why I only save people who can pay for it. So that I will be able to ensure my practice is fair and just.

I am fully aware that the children in the slums are dying almost everyday. It’s common knowledge in this town. I’m also aware that I can easily save plenty of those dying lives if I choose to do so.

But how do I justify not being able to help the lives of those that I couldn’t reach?

I can no longer use the excuse “I didn’t help them because they don’t have money”. 

Therefore, I have lived my life while thinking that money is the last stronghold to guarantee fairness for doctors. Then at the very least, as a form of atonement for my sins, I always make regular donations to Zelarion church, which distributes bread to the children in the slums for free. And to distract myself from the guilt of not saving those lives, I confess my sins to Father Goliath.

However recently, something happened that shook my policy as a doctor. And it was caused by the existence of a mysterious man named Keigo Okuda.

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T/N: I can understand this POV. But I don’t think there’s a need to make things too complicated. Just help people if you want to. You’re not God so it’s only natural that you can’t save EVERYONE.