Goodbye, Unfaithful wife!

On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the head physician of the proctology department sent a message in the hospital group chat.

[Just as I was about to leave work, the sky fell.]

Accompanying this was an X-ray image showing a shadow in a patient's colorectal imaging.

I replied jokingly, [Congratulations, Director! Looks like you've earned some overtime.]

Before long, he messaged me privately.

[Kyle, it seems the patient's family member knows your wife.]

I opened the photo he sent and saw a woman who was none other than my wife, Sophie, whom I had shared my life with for five years.