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.”

he couldn’t possibly put on airs

you. You can just

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

back to

she asked, “Old Mdm. Brown, why are you being so polite

I’ll give you a resounding slap. Even Old Mr. Quickwood and Old Mr. Wright won’t be able to

that Xena would be on her side, but to her surprise, she defended Finnegan even more

Wait a minute!

“Old Mdm. Brown,

a serious expression, “He

hearing this, Romona stood frozen in

ago? How could he have such a young senior? However,

definitely isn’t a capable man. I hope you can persuade Uncle Adam to change his mind so that

Quickwood, it’s not good to bear grudges,” Finnegan interrupted before Xena could reprimand her. He also signaled Adam to remain quiet.

have no idea how to treat Waylynn’s burns. Even if you have some skills, there’s no way you

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,

slightly. “Mr.

Romona has a bad temper. There’s

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

first, Romona was a

I have an added

be prepared to be

should prepare yourself for a good thrashing

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

on the sterile bed, draped by a thin sheet. Only her face was

away, leaving behind a desiccated, darkened flesh. The gory look was enough to send shivers

them, including Finnegan who was a stranger, she looked fearful, and a raspy sound escaped her throat.

her skin but also affected her ability to speak.

Waylynn’s side and comforted her, “This is Dr. Finnegan Larkin. We have asked him to treat you. There’s no

inadvertently causing her neck to crack.

keen on Finnegan tending to her wounds, nor did she wish

“Waylynn, please