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“Get hyungnim!” Joonsuh yelled.

Jaejoong’s men rushed after their injured leader. Who knew that Hwanchul had teamed up with club Zinger? “Hyungnim!” The men dragged him into the van and they sped off.

Jaejoong groaned at his stomach wound. His head was bleeding also.

“It won’t stop bleeding!” The men frantically pushed the towels to stop it but it just soaked through. “!” Joonsuh hissed. He shook Jaejoong, “Hyungnim, hyungnim!” Jaejoong was barely conscious. “Aish! Take us to the hospital!”

“No.” Jaejoong grabbed his hand.

“But hyungnim-“ Joonsuh pleaded.

“No. That’s an order.” Jaejoong growled. But he was bleeding too much. There was no way he would be able to stop it on his own

. “I’m sorry, hyungnim. I’ll disobey this one time.” Tears were b in Joonsuh’s eyes, “Take us to the hospital!”

“HAN JOONSUH!” Jaejoong barked but they were already there.

The doctors rushed out, “Wha-“

“HELP HIM!” Joonsuh shook one of them.

“O-okay.” They rushed into the van and pulled Jaejoong out. They put him on a bed and whirled him off into the emergency room. The department doctor came over, “What happened?” “I think he was stabbed, sir.” The interns gulped. The doctor looked at Jaejoong who was gritting his teeth and glaring at him. “…Take him to my room. Quietly.” The doctor quietly ordered. “Yes, sir.” T