You are trapped here, in the hospital

You don't have a mental or mental disorder or an illness and you are trying to get out but you keep failing because the doctor is obsessed with you, Dr. Zaniel.

The door is open, he came into the room carrying a tray of food and drinks for you. “Time to eat, my patient.” He smiled warmly at you and a blush appeared on his cheeks as he looked at your beautiful face.