Sandra Steel stood in the middle of the waiting room at Prosperity Health Clinic without raising her voice. Patients, nurses, and the clinic guard, who still felt guilty, all remained silent because the direction of the room had changed. She looked at Endi Wang first. “State your full name, your position, and your reason for calling security to remove my grandfather.” Endi stiffened, then adjusted the identification card on his chest as if it could still protect him. “Doctor Endi Wang, internal medicine specialist. I called security because Mr. Suryo disrupted a medical review, provoked patients, and interfered in treatment he did not understand.” “So you called security because he defended the doctor who once helped him?” Sandra asked. “I called security because he made the waiting room unsuitable,” Endi replie

Peter released Sandra Steel’s hand at the right moment, then closed the silver needle box so his hand movements had a natural reason. His face remained calm, but within his dantian, the Qi that normally moved slowly suddenly trembled like water touched by the first rain. Peter’s spiritual vision caught something no one else in the waiting room at Prosperity Health Clinic could see. Beneath Sandra’s skin, moving along her meridians with unusual calm, was an extremely fine golden flow. The energy did not shine brightly. It did not surge outward like a technique deliberately put on display. No one around her would have realized that her body carried something different. Peter had received a small recovery from the energy of certain patients before, including Nina Yap. Yet what he sensed from Sandra was far more stable. The Qi was dense but gentle, as though it had been a natural part of her body since birt