Paralyzed for Six Years, My Wife Sent Me to Have My Kidney Removed

On the eve of the photography competition, Aiden, the impoverished student I’d sponsored for ten years, sent me the best-configured camera lens. He messaged me, wishing me good luck.

Touched, I accepted, already planning to buy him a gift with my prize money.

But then, on the day of the competition, the lens burst into flames, exploding.

I was burnt beyond recognition, my body charred, and rushed to the ICU.

My saintly wife cried her eyes out, almost blind with grief, promising to use her entire medical expertise to save me.