By chance a modest accountant is entrusted with a plant whose curative virtues can heal everything. He has a strong desire to use it to cure as many people as possible, but he is worried if the plant's virtues became known and arouse covetousness.
Can he figure out a way to use the plant while keeping it hidden? Only if he performs a real illusionist act...
"It is undoubtedly thanks to my distressing clumsiness that my life has been able to flourish.
Without it, I would not have stupidly dropped my camera in the wrong place and I would probably have remained forever the obscure Justin Planchard. I would have remained a mediocre bureaucrat with no ambition and condemned to celibacy and mockery. I would have remained shy, clumsy, insignificant and short-legged and shaggy-haired. And, at last, I would have remained afflicted with a precarious health that did not augur well for the future...."