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Chapter Two: The Hands That Heal

Kolkata, India — 5:45 AM.

The city stirred awake with the fragrance of wet earth and jasmine. Local trains rattled in the distance, and temple bells rang in soft rhythm. Amidst the chaos, a haven of calm stood tall—Medicare General Hospital.

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