A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana)

Chapter 82 There Will Be A Chance

After checking Jeremy’s pulse. Finnegan immediately had a clear idea of the man’s situation.

“Old Mr. Samson is really up in years.”

“What do you mean by that, Dr. Larkin?” Reynard asked.

“Old Mr. Samson is over ninety years old, which puts him at the final stage of one’s natural life. On top of that, he sustained countless injuries when he was young, so it’s no surprise that his body is falling apart. Simply put, it’s time for Old Mr. Samson to rest his weary soul.”

Reynard’s expression instantly turned grim. “Does that mean we’re out of options. Dr. Larkin?”

“If one is already on their last legs, I’m afraid there’s no way to reverse that,” Humphrey replied solemnly. As it turned out, he had reached the same conclusion, but since the person in question was Jeremy, he didn’t dare to be as straightforward as Finnegan.

After pondering for a while, Finnegan uttered. “His condition is similar to Howard and Winston, whom I had managed to treat previously, but the difference is that Old Mr. Samson is a lot older than them. The methods I used on those two won’t be effective on him. Unless…

“Unless what?” Reynard piped up.

“Unless we treat his old injuries and combine the use of a Long Life Pill and Fateful Eighteen Needles on him. That might extend his life by five or six years.”

“You can do all of that, can’t you, Dr. Larkin? I recall you can concoct the Long Life Pill,” Reynard blurted out.

Upon hearing that, Humphrey widened his eyes. “Are you saying Dr. Larkin has the complete. formula for the Long Life Pill?”

Reynard froze as a blush of shame crept up his face. “Dr. Larkin, I…..”

To his relief, Finnegan shrugged it off with a wave of the hand. “It’s okay. We can trust Old Mr. Suisse. He won’t leak a word even if he knows I have the complete formula for the Long Life Pill. However, given Old Mr. Samson’s current condition. I’m afraid I can only prolong his life by a year… That’s because it’s necessary to combine a complete Fateful Eighteen. Needles with a Long Life Pill to achieve the goal of life extension!”

Unfortunately, Finnegan had only mastered fifty-four of the eighty-one variations of Fateful Eighteen Needles.

Reynard chuckled bitterly. “Ah, I see… Well, I guess one year is better than nothing!”

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prescribe a Long Life Pill to stabilize his condition and medication to heal his old injuries. If you track down my mentor within. the year and have

though. He appeared once in Durbaine three years ago, but

solve. I can’t find that old fogey either,” Finnegan replied with at shrug.

unbuttoned Jeremy’s shirt

improved. Even though he was still in a coma, his

Humphrey was utterly amazed. However, worried that he might disturb Finnegan, he kept his excitement to himself and

fearful of missing out on Finnegan’s acupuncture process that

Finnegan was administering Fateful

such a powerful technique up close didn’t come

around too often.

fell into his chair, drenched in sweat. “Ah… I should’ve waited till tomorrow to treat Old

of my spiritual energy when I treated Soren earlier in the day. Now that I’ve administered fifty-four variations of the Fateful Eighteen Needles on Jeremy, my spiritual energy

Old Mr.

breath, Finnegan replied, “His vitality is stabilized for now. I’ll write you a prescription for healing his old injuries so you can get someone

do believe the leftover ingredients from concocting Bruce’s Long Life

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much. Dr. Larkin,” Reynard exclaimed gratefully. “I’ll

handing the prescription to Reynard, Finnegan

as he chased after the man.

embarrassment on Humphrey’s

Old Mr. Suisse. You’re interested in mastering Thirteen Revival Needles, aren’t you?”

willing to pay a hundred million

two, I can do it for free. Besides, Thirteen Revival Needles can only help extend one’s life during

of gratitude. “Thank you, Dr. Larkin. I’ll be happy to learn

behind to explain the last two techniques of Thirteen Revival Needles to Humphrey. Not only

undeniably talented. Therefore, Finnegan only had to repeat his explanations

you for your guidance, Master,” Humphrey said sincerely with another bow. “I’ll practice hard and strive to gain mastery of Thirteen

a move first, then. I’ll leave Old Mr. Samson

Finnegan finally returned to Dragon Bay, it was after midnight, and Desmond