Framed as a Quack: I Crushed My Hands in Rage
On the day I'm supposed to get promoted as the deputy director, I pick up a 40-pound barbell before breaking my right arm with it.
Because of the injury, I missed the only title-evaluating surgery available in five years.
Everyone feels sorry for me, seeing as I've practically ruined my own future with my own hands. But I, on the other hand, am so excited about it that I've downed two bottles of vintage wine in one go.
Because in my past life, I spent ten hours in surgery and pulled the patient back from the brink of death.
But my wife, Megan Reese, immediately accused me of abusing my power as a doctor just to resolve a personal vendetta by killing her first love, Pierre Hopkins, on pu
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