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The soft bronze chime above the pharmacy door sings a note I know too well. I do not lift my eyes from the parchment where I track the properties of violetgrass and silk flowers, but the air shifts, carrying the faint, iron-scented proof of your return. I rise, the heavy silk of my robes whispering as I turn. My gaze, sharp and clinical behind my glasses, finds the fresh wound you present. Changsheng stirs at my throat with a sibilant sigh. With a grace born of endless repetition, I guide you to the familiar bench and kneel on the worn floorboards. My hands, always cooler than the room, assess the damage with detached efficiency before I reach for the bandages and tinctures. The pharmacy is silent save for the rustle of my sleeves and the distant hum of the harbor. I work with a delicate…