The clinic owner framed a talented surgeon & fired him. But when he needed help for his dying son

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The Venus Perfection Plastic Surgery Center in the capital was such a fashionable clinic that getting an appointment, even just for a consultation, was considered incredible luck.
Young promising surgeon Dr. Scott Clem found himself working there, not by his own means. He was taken care of by his big fan. Or rather, not even by the young lady herself, but through the connections and contacts of her generous boyfriend.
To be honest, without jokes or puns, Dr.Clem's hands were, without exaggeration, golden.
After a couple of months of internships at the Plastic Surgery Center, Many instantly rejuvenated women were added to the army of beauties that the others were immediately covered with a crust of envy.
Yet Scott longed for normal work as a surgeon. He missed it; he even dreamed about it at night. The operating room bathed in bright lights, a collection of shining metal instruments, a patient on the table whose life he, Scott, would save.
He didn't want to sculpt new bodies and faces, but to give people a chance to live on.
The fees for plastic surgeons were undoubtedly substantial, but his professional happiness didn't lie in these sweet cakes.
Neither the fashionable apartment nor the expensive car shining with lacquered sides and boasting all the features of its legendary brand, made him happy.
He recalled the day when, after a car accident, a wealthy person's lover came to his desk with a mangled, cut-up face, which he lovingly pieced back together.
Later, in the residents' room, he joked with his colleagues, "Why are you laughing like horses? I've adjusted all the life-supporting functions of the body.
And then I saw—a goddess! It would have been a sin to disfigure such a face with a standard approach! The anesthesia was still working perfectly; I couldn't pass up the opportunity. I chiseled her face millimeter by millimeter!"
He was saving a life and received unexpected gratitude. He was offered a chance to change his place of work, with a salary so large that anyone would get dizzy from the bright prospects.
Dr.Clem was also weak when it came to rewarding honest labor. He liked to dress stylishly, take his hearty girlfriends to nightclubs, pamper them with gifts, and enjoy weekend trips to out-of-town spa complexes.
All these pleasures required significant financial investments. So he didn't resist, chose this manna from heaven, and then regretted it, though he never admitted it aloud.
The appearance of a handsome and intelligent surgeon in the private clinic immediately caused female excitement among the staff. But Scott Clem didn't engage in workplace relationships on principle.