His kidnapper asked stepping towards him slowly, "So, JEON..JUNG..KOOK. Come on tell me your fantasies. How do you like to get fucked? I mean rough, slow. Oh hold on, I think you would fit into BDSM play". He trailed his eyes down to his crotch lust...
The hospital hummed with activity, but the shrill wail of an ambulance siren cut through the usual noise. Staff members sprang into action, carefully transferring the injured patient from the vehicle. The stretcher was wheeled in swiftly, and the patient was gently placed upon it. A small girl stood nearby, her face streaked with tears as she gazed at her father's bloodied features. Overwhelmed with fear, she clutched a red-stained teddy bear, her small hands trembling. She wiped her nose, leaving smudges on her face. Her mother, soaked in sweat and with swollen eyes, collapsed onto the floor at the sight of her husband's critical condition. Nurses quickly attended to her.
Witnessing the child's distress, a young intern, Jungkook, felt a surge of sympathy. He approached her, lifting her gently into his arms. He softly stroked her back, wiping away her tears and attempting to soothe her. However, his efforts were interrupted by a call from behind. "Intern Jungkook, the doctor needs you. We're moving the patient to the emergency room." Reluctantly, Jungkook passed the girl to the receptionist and hurried after the medical team.
The operation room doors swung shut, the red light signaling the start of a critical procedure. Inside, Dr. Jung Hoseok, a neurosurgeon, assessed the patient. "It's a traumatic brain injury," he explained, "caused by an external force impacting the skull." He continued, "His chances are low, but we need to perform an open brain surgery immediately. Intern Jungkook, assist me." Jungkook responded promptly, "Yes, Doctor."
The surgery, a tense four-hour ordeal, concluded. Dr. Min Yoongi, an orthopedic surgeon, then took over. He examined the x-rays and began operating on the patient's fractured spine. After another lengthy procedure, the red light finally went out. The specialists emerged, having successfully completed the surgeries. Jungkook, having finished his duties, instructed the nurses, "Move the patient to the ICU for observation." The nurses followed his directions.
As he stepped out, releasing a sigh of relief, he felt small arms wrap around his waist. Looking down, he saw the little girl from earlier, hugging him tightly. Jungkook smiled warmly, lifted her into his arms, and pulled out a candy from his pocket. "Want a treat? You earned it for being so brave," he said reassuringly. The girl eagerly accepted the candy, her eyes still filled with lingering fear. Jungkook noticed her anxiety. He gently stroked her hair, radiating positivity. "Don't worry, your father is going to be alright. I was there during the operation, and he's a very strong man." She didn't respond, but rested her head on his shoulder. Jungkook continued to comfort her. "Do you know what your father told me?" Her eyes looked up at him hopefully. "He said he would see his lovely daughter soon. Until then, he wants you to promise to take care of your mother like a good girl." Hearing this, she smiled and sealed the promise with a pinky swear. "Oppa, come closer," she whispered. He leaned in, and she gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and she hopped down and ran happily towards her mother.
Jungkook's smile vanished when he received a call with bad news. He hurriedly changed out of his uniform, throwing it into his dorm. Yoongi, concerned, asked, "What happened? Where are you going?"
"Hyung, please look after things here. I'll be back soon. Something important came up."He grabbed his keys and rushed out, his distress making him speed on his motorcycle. Suddenly, a cat darted in front of him, forcing him to brake abruptly. A black Mercedes, traveling fast behind him, crashed into him, sending Jungkook sprawling onto the ground with a groan. "Arghhh!"
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