It sometimes happens that a person goes to sleep unknown to anyone and wakes up famous the next morning. And what if it’s the other way around?
A well-known elderly physician-academic dies on the operating table, only to be resurrected in the body of a young, failed, drunken surgeon. With the same name. With three dead patients in the past month, debts, and a life expectancy of a couple of months—because his body is falling apart, and his hands remember the bottle better than the scalpel.
Our world. Our time. And in the head there’s a System with a diagnostic module.