We had a case.
Alcoholists wrecked in the apartment on the 5th floor of the 5th floor. One of them smoked on the balcony and accidentally crashed "out of board". He fell on the club.
The runners see that he is breathing, made to feel. He opens his eyes and says, “But how fucking I’m... Give me a cigarette!”
He said, “You fell from the fifth floor. Lie down and don’t move! Call an ambulance now!"
He replied: "What are you chewing on me? What 5 floor? Someone gave me a fuck and fuck me! I talked to you all! This is a wolf! exactly! What do I do with him?" - I got up and went to the 5th floor...
No one stopped him, justly deciding that it would not be worse for him.