A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana)

Chapter 84 Two Days Left

Alld. It’s killing me! Dad, just let me die! I don’t want to live anymore! I really don’t want on live, please! Let me die! I’m begging you!”

in

In the Va Neurology Ward, Killian’s limbs twisted as he suffered another attack. After enduring this torture for over ten days, he was now skin and bones, and his screams from the

were hoarse

Gone was the confident demeanor that the scion of the Chomsky family used to exude,

The wounds on his limbs repeatedly split apart, causing blood to ooze out every hour. The hospital bed he lay on was now a terrifying canvas of crimson stains.

Tristan observed his son’s anguished face, his own eyes bloodshot. “Killi, just endure a bit longer. I promise to make Finnegan cure you while on his knees, and then you can be the one to take him down. His entire family will pay the price for what you’ve endured!”

“But I can’t endure it any longer! I can’t!”

More than ten days of forment had shattered Killian’s will to live, he simply longed for the release of death.

Tristan was about to offer further words of comfort when Finnegan’s amused voice sounded. “You better endure it, as I’m still waiting for the moment you’ll kneel and beg for mercy.”

“Finnegan!”

Tristan swiftly turned around. His surrounding bodyguards went on high alert as well.

Finnegan strolled over with a smile, casting a sidelong glance at Killian’s wretched state. He clucked his tongue and said, “Well, even if you were to kneel and repent now, it seems like you wouldn’t be able to kneel properly, huh?”

After days of torment and two or three hundred instances of agonizing contortions, there was no longer a patch of intact flesh on Killian’s limbs. He appeared to be a bloody mess.

Iven if the contorting episodes stopped, he was now destined to be a cripple for the rest of

his life

Tristan growled, “Finnegan!”

From his hospital bed, Killian let out a hoarse roar of anger. “Finnegan, this won’t end well for you Just give me a quick death already!”

death for you! After what your

leave my hometown, destroyed my entire family, and left my dad paralyzed and unable to care for himself. How could I possibly give you a quick death?”

emotions growing more intense, Finnegan almost yelled, “Besides, you repented. Why should

haven’t

pain from his twisted limbs left him

agony.

last chance. Make

there’s no need for that. You better make the most of the last chance I’m giving the Chomsky family, especially since

at Finnegan’s retreating figure, Tristan contemplated ordering the bodyguards

the end, he held back. “Finnegan,

the morning, Oscar had left the hospital. His seniors had

hospital, Finnegan had originally intended to visit the military hospital to deliver the Long

took a taxi to a

“Finnegan!”

arrived in a black professional-looking

sight. “Darling, you

a pure and elegant vibe. However, that day, Bernice exuded a mature and capable air like that of a strong

deliberately huffed. “Wasn’t

were, but every day, you seem more beautiful than the last,

made Bernice burst into

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tongue

chuckled. “Having a smooth tongue is a surefire way to master the art of

Bernice’s lips twitched.

asked, “Is there anything I say that your can’t turn into a slick

a straight face, “How can this be considered slick? These are words. of

you!” Bernice sighed in exasperation. “Be honest with me. Do

that the outfit makes you look good; you just naturally look good. You would

when he had treated Bernice. Her figure was indeed

However…

why suppress your natural magnificence? Wearing something that fits your size is the way

Bernice muttered under her breath, “You meanie! You must’ve

which would attract looks and comments from others. Little did she expect that Finnegan could tell with just a glance. Bernice figured he must have touched them while he was treating