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The Evening of the Treatment - Jennifer Walsh's Hospital Room

Dr. Morrison sat beside Jennifer Walsh's bed, reviewing monitoring data for the seventh time in three hours. Every metric showed improvement. Not gradual improvement—dramatic, undeniable improvement.

"Your lung capacity is up another fifteen percent since this afternoon," he said, almost to himself. "Your neurological responses are normalizing. Your organ function readings look better than they have in six months."

Jennifer smiled weakly. "I told you it worked."

"It shouldn't have worked. Not this fast. Not this completely." Morrison looked at her seriously. "Ms. Walsh, what you experienced today contradicts everything I understand about medicine. Energy meridians aren't supposed to exist. The Celestial Needle technique is supposed to be mythology. And yet..."

"And yet I'm getting better."

"Undeniably." Morrison stood and paced. "I need to contact Mr. Kane. Schedule follow-up treatments. Document this properly. Run comparat
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