His wife thinks he’s a misanthropist,  but Brian believes he merely hates  most people. He never wanted to be a hematologist,  or a doctor for that matter. But he is  and doesn’t like what he sees daily at  Kilminster General, his hospital in the west of England:  conceit, philandering, and dissembling, with Big Pharma  feeding at the trough while acting as a puppeteer for  his colleagues. And then there’s the tainted blood  scandal, which his fellow doctors and the pharmaceutical  industry seem to view as simply inconvenient and best  not discussed to avoid upsetting their cozy arrangement.