Chapter 358 Kidnapping the Boss
Marvin thought to himself, 'Failed again!' He and another doc shared a look. One got up and headed towards Seb, while the other yanked the curtains open to let some light in.
"Mr. Landon." As Marvin got closer, he felt something was off. Next thing he knew, Seb jumped up from his chair, knuckles cracking, and clocked Marvin right in the face.
Marvin didn't even have time to blink; the punch landed square on his nose.
He hit the ground, nosebleed splattering all over the white carpet.
"Dr. Finn!" the other doc shouted and quickly called Jack in. Together, they managed to pin Seb down.
"Mr. Landon, Mr. Landon, snap out of it!" Jack barked.
But Seb was too far gone to hear Jack. He was like a wild animal, eyes bloodshot, thrashing around even while being held down.
Marvin, clutching his nose, staggered to his feet, blood streaming through his fingers. He shot a look at Seb, grabbed a sedative from the table, and jabbed it into Seb's arm.
Seb's body went rigid, muscles tensing up like a drawn bow, hard as a rock.
A few seconds later, Seb's eyes rolled back, and he passed out.
Marvin let out a sigh of relief. "Move him to the recliner first."
Jack and the other doc did as told, moving Seb to the recliner. Marvin tossed over a rope.
Jack was taken aback. "What for?"
Marvin said, "Tie him up."
Jack was shocked. "Are you nuts? This is Mr. Landon!"
Jack thought, 'We're all employees; who dares to tie up Seb?'
Marvin, still wiping his nosebleed with tissues, explained, "The treatment's just started, and he's still in the early stages. Even though I gave him a sedative, there's no guarantee his hysteria will be gone when he wakes up. To keep him from hurting others or himself, it's safer to tie him up."
Marvin's logic made sense.
Hurting others could be managed, but if Seb, in a daze, jumped out of here, it would be a big deal.
Jack hesitated for a moment but eventually went along and tied Seb up securely.
When Jack finished and turned around, he saw Marvin's nosebleed was still going strong, and the trash can was almost overflowing with bloody tissues. It looked pretty bad.
Jack walked over and asked, "You okay?"
Marvin glared at him. "What do you think? Mr. Landon's punch nearly knocked me into next week!"
Jack said, "You can't blame Mr. Landon. Why were you hanging around in front of him? You know he doesn't recognize anyone when he's having an episode!"
Marvin laughed angrily. "Alright, Jack, next time Mr. Landon has an episode, you stand in front of him!"
Jack rolled his eyes. Seeing Marvin still wiping his nosebleed and wincing in pain, Jack said, "I think your nose might be busted. You should see a doc quick, or you might end up with a crooked nose and never find a wife."
"See a doc? I am a doc!" Marvin was super annoyed.
At that moment, the other doc chimed in, "Professor, you should listen to Mr. Brown and get it checked. Mr. Landon's punch wasn't light; your nasal bone might be fractured."
Hearing this, Marvin went quiet.
Marvin knew his stuff, and he could tell his nose was definitely busted. Seb's punch was no joke, and it landed right on target.
"Professor, you should go get that checked out," Bradley said. "I'll keep an eye on Mr. Landon. The sedative I gave him will keep him out for a while. If anything happens, I'll call you."
Bradley Vaughn was Marvin's student, a real whiz kid in medicine. He'd been shadowing Marvin for over a year, and Marvin trusted him with a lot of lab work.
Bradley was majoring in psychology, and Seb's case was a rare one. Bradley had worked his butt off to get involved.
Marvin liked giving Bradley chances to learn, so he often let him be part of Seb's treatment, taking notes and even handling some of the procedures. With Bradley around, Marvin felt okay leaving Seb in his care.
Marvin turned to Jack, clearly annoyed. "Jack, you're coming with me!"
Jack rolled his eyes. "What are you, a kid? Need me to hold your hand to see a doc?"
"I'm a patient!" Marvin snapped. "You coming or not?"
Seeing Marvin's busted nose, Jack was worried about Seb, so he asked Bradley, "You good to handle this alone?"
Bradley nodded confidently. "Yeah, I got this. Besides, you're just going to the next building. It'll take like ten minutes. If anything happens, I'll call you right away."
Jack nodded. "Alright. Take care of Mr. Landon."
Bradley said, "Don't worry. I'll be right here."
"Let's go," Jack said to Marvin.
If it weren't for Marvin's injury, Jack wouldn't have agreed to go with him.
Marvin covered his nose with one hand and raised the other. "Come on, help me out."
Jack kicked him lightly. "Move it."
Marvin yelped, "Is this how you treat a patient? Got any sympathy?"
Jack said calmly, "If you don't move, I'll kick you again."
Marvin quickly walked ahead, grumbling, "You're so heartless. How will you ever find a wife?"
Jack chuckled. "Sorry, I already got a girlfriend."
Marvin blinked. "No way! I don't believe it! How do you have a girlfriend when I, so awesome, don't?"
To shut Marvin up, Jack pulled out his phone, showed a pic of him and Kelsey, and waved it in front of Marvin.
Marvin, fuming, started bleeding from his nose even more.
Watching Marvin and Jack get in the elevator, Bradley closed the door and went back to Seb.
Bradley raised his hand and gently nudged Seb, calling softly, "Mr. Landon, Mr. Landon?"
"Seb, Seb." A voice echoed from somewhere far away. Seb struggled to open his eyes.
The room was dim, and everything was quiet.
Seb's head pounded. He tried to move but realized he was tied up.
"Seb." A soft voice came from above.
Seb looked up, leaning back in the chair, and saw a woman standing behind the recliner. His pupils shrank, and he croaked out, "Mom?"
