A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana)

Chapter 97 Do You Dare

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old woman dressed in cultural attire and whose hair was dark and glossy walked in through the courtyard gate. She appeared highly anxious.

“Old Mdm. Brown,” Romona greeted with a hint of relief. She rushed forward to clasp the old lady’s hand. “I’m glad that you’re here. You need to talk some sense into Uncle Adam. Can you believe he just randomly hired someone to treat Waylynn? Even the top ten miracle physicians are at a loss. How can an outsider possibly help?”

The elderly woman was Xena Brown, the lone female among the top ten renowned doctors of Loang.

Every month, the Wright family would invite Xena to administer a seven-day treatment for Waylynn. They hoped that it would provide the latter respite from the searing pain of her burns.

Romona’s confidence soared as she knew she had backing now. “Finnegan, I suggest you leave immediately. While you might have successfully fooled Uncle Adam and even Granddad, I doubt that Old Mdm. Brown, a respected medical expert, will be taken in by your deceit.”

“Finnegan? You’re Finnegan Larkin?”

Xena pushed Romona aside and rushed over to Finnegan.

Romona seemed utterly displeased as she watched Xena hold the man’s hand and study him from head to toe. “I didn’t know you were actually this young. Seems like the old men weren’t kidding!”

Adam was caught off guard. “Old Mdm. Brown, why are you here?”

Old Mdm. Brown should only arrive a week later.

Xena flashed a warm smile and replied, “Last night, Old Mr. Wright called me and mentioned there might be hope for treating Waylynn’s burns. So, I caught an early flight to ensure I don’t miss out on witnessing a potential miracle!”

Adam nodded. It did not occur to him that his father had tipped her off.

Finnegan, who had guessed Xena’s identity based on the ongoing conversations, introduced himself humbly, “Nice to meet you, Old Mdm. Brown. I am Finnegan Larkin.”

There’s no need to be so formal.” Xena waved her hand in a dismissive gesture.

Her late master had once received guidance from Sawyer and considered him as a mentor.

In terms of seniority, Xena had to respectfully address Finnegan as “Mr. Larkin.”

airs in front of Xena,

younger than you. You can just

mindset. She shook her head and said, “That won’t do. If my late master knew about this, he’d say I lacked respect

snapped back

she asked, “Old Mdm. Brown, why are you being so polite to him? He’s

Xena scolded with a stern face. “Mr. Larkin is my senior. If you dare show disrespect again, I’ll give you a resounding slap. Even Old Mr. Quickwood and Old Mr. Wright won’t be able

but to her surprise, she defended Finnegan even more adamantly than

Wait a minute!

“Old Mdm. Brown, what did

said with a serious expression, “He is my master’s senior, Mr.

stood frozen

twenty years ago? How could he have such a young senior? However, Old Mdm. Brown doesn’t seem like

and said, “Old Mdm. Brown, I’m not sure what’s going on here, but Finnegan definitely isn’t a capable man. I hope you can persuade Uncle Adam to change his mind so

before Xena could

no idea how to treat Waylynn’s burns. Even if you

pettiness and refusal to accept defeat, Finnegan resolved to dampen her spirits. “You seem to hold a rather negative view of me. How about we make a bet? If I can heal Ms. Wright’s burns, you’ll serve as my maid for a month. If I fail, I’ll apologize for what I said that day and

slightly. “Mr.

a bad temper. There’s no need to

on Romona as he asked, “Do you dare

first, Romona was a little

a provocation to her. She retorted, “Fine, I’ll take your bet! But I have an added

Just be prepared to be my

for a

and changing into sterile attire, they stepped into the sealed sterile ward.

percent of her skin, was lying on the sterile bed, draped by a thin sheet. Only her face was exposed. Her features were distorted; her upper

her skin away, leaving behind a desiccated, darkened flesh. The gory

them, including Finnegan who was a stranger, she

had not only damaged her skin but also affected her ability to speak.

is Dr. Finnegan Larkin. We have

merely shook her head, inadvertently causing her neck

to her wounds, nor did

Adam, as a father, couldn’t suppress his sadness. “Waylynn, please trust me