Meet Hank. Hank’s a doctor and an all around good guy. He worked his butt of in a Brooklyn hospital saving lives and being adorable. That is, until a rich patient died on his watch (despite his best efforts to save him). The stuffy hospital board thought it best to fire Hank so as to appease the dead rich guy’s family. Stripped of his scrubs (not literally, but me-ow) and stethoscope, Hank was lost. To top it off, his social status-loving fiancée dumped his ass.
Enter Hank’s witty, entrepreneurial, and street-smart younger brother, Evan. Evan had a plan to shake his big bro of his job loss depression that would take their lives in a whole new direction: East. East Hampton, that is. Evan worked his magic and his business savvy mind to get them set up in the guesthouse of an obscenely wealthy and mysterious European businessman named Boris. Hank’s inherent skills as a doctor and MacGyver-esque prowess for using any and all resources available to save lives quickly developed a reputation for him as a Concierge Doctor. Rich people hate going to the doctor. So Hank comes to them. And thus, HankMed was born – with Hank saving lives and Evan cashing the checks.