A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana)

Chapter 97 Do You Dare

A spry

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.”

possibly put on airs in front of Xena,

I’m much younger than you. You can

head and said, “That won’t do. If my late master knew about this, he’d say I lacked respect for my seniors.”

snapped back

you being so polite to him? He’s

face. “Mr. Larkin is my senior. If you dare show disrespect again, I’ll give you a resounding slap. Even Old Mr. Quickwood and

Xena would be on her side, but to her surprise,

Wait a minute!

widened her eyes in realization. “Old Mdm. Brown, what

“He is

Romona stood frozen in place.

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

not sure what’s going on here, but Finnegan definitely isn’t a capable

grudges,” Finnegan interrupted before Xena could reprimand her.

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

How about we make a bet? If I can heal Ms. Wright’s burns, you’ll serve as my maid

shifted slightly.

also hurriedly advised, “Dr. Larkin, Romona has a bad temper. There’s

His gaze remained fixed on Romona as he asked, “Do you dare accept the

was a little

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

to be my

should prepare yourself for a

attire, they stepped into the sealed sterile

covering nearly ninety 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 lip and nose were dangerously

skin away, leaving behind a desiccated, darkened flesh.

saw them, including Finnegan who was a stranger, she

her skin but also affected her ability

comforted her, “This is Dr. Finnegan Larkin. We have asked him

her head, inadvertently causing her neck to crack.

was not keen on Finnegan tending to her wounds, nor

sadness. “Waylynn, please trust me just this once. Let Dr. Larkin treat you.”