Kim Taehyung, 26 yrs old popular actor and model, who is dealing with depression and anxiety attacks.
Dr. Jeon Jungkook, 25 yrs old famous psychiatrist, due to his excellence in his field he is no. 1 psychiatrist in South Korea.
While one person can...
2 heavily builded muscular men in all black pushed me inside the car and locked the door.
Mr. Lee came and sat beside me and those 2 men occupied driver's and passenger seat in the front.
"What the hell is going on" I shouted.
"I'm very sorry Dr. Jeon but please try to understand, Mr. Kim's mental health is deteriorating which is affecting his physical health as well and if anything happens to him our company is going to bear huge loss, which we can't let happen. Please help us, we'll pay you double of what you're getting in this hospital" Mr. Lee said desperately.
"No Mr. Lee, I've already told Mr. Kim I can't do that. You please try to understand" I said trying to be calm.
"We'll pay you triple, no.. we'll pay you as much as you say, but please help us" Mr. Lee said.
"Mr. Lee it's not about money it's about time, you want me to attend Mr. Kim all the time but if I give that much time in the hospital then I can treat so many patients in that given time" I reasoned.
"Dr. Jeon, if you agree or not, you still have to come with me. Please wear your seatbelt" he said and gestured to the man, who was seated on the driver's seat to drive.
"Mr. Lee this is kidnapping, you can't do this" I said restlessly.
"Think whatever you want Dr. Jeon but I have to do this and I'm sorry for this" Mr. Lee said with straight face.
"Stop the car ...... Are you guys nuts" I said loosing my patience.
"This car ain't going to stop anywhere but at Mr. Kim's place" He said to the man who was driving.
"I'm going to call police, you guys are getting on my nerves" I said while trying to find my phone in my pocket.
'Oh shit'
'Did I left it on my table'
"Don't bother Dr. Jeon, they'll not help you. Our company will deal with them" Mr. Lee said.
'Deal with police, are you guys Mafia or what' I thought.
"Are you guys really work for an entertainment company or mafias or what" I shouted my thoughts out.
"We have to clear all kinds of mess created by our celebrities so we have connections" he shrugged.
"Mr. Lee I'll jump off the running car if you would not ask him to stop right now" I threatened him.
"Dr. Jeon, firstly I know you'll not do it and secondly stop struggling because doors are locked" he said calmly.
'Are they insane, I think Mr. Lee needs therapy more than Mr. Kim.... Arrgghhhh' My brain shouted but I kept my lips sealed as I know it's useless.
After some time~
Finally car came to a halt in driveway of a beautiful mansion.
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