He has a fit, he is dying, and you come and bleed him and patch him up.

He will drag about as a cripple, a burden to everybody, for another ten years.

It would be far easier and simpler for him to die.

Others are being born and there are plenty of them as it is.

It would be different if you grudged losing a laborer--that's how I regard him--but you want to cure him from love of him.