The moment the doctor in the white coat pulled out that plastic bag with green leaves inside, you could feel the entire hospital lobby holding its breath. It wasn't just any leaf—it was evidence, a clue, maybe even a weapon in this quiet war between healers and skeptics. Doctor Miracle didn't say much at first, but his eyes? They spoke volumes. He knew what he was holding. And so did the woman in the brown leather coat who snatched it from him like she was defusing a bomb. Her red lipstick matched the urgency in her voice as she demanded answers. Meanwhile, the man in the black jacket kept crouching near the bloodstains on the floor, muttering something about