A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana)

Chapter 99 Why Should I Be Afraid Of You

Adam worked fast. In less than an hour, he had prepared all the herbs Finnegan needed. There were as many as seventy or eighty types, and the combined weight was a few dozen pounds.

After that, Finnegan asked Adam to let him work in a kitchen that was not in use, found a pot, and then closed himself in the kitchen to make the topical medication-Regenerating Ointment.

It could be considered an enhanced version of an ointment for wounds. Not only could it help to heal ordinary wounds, but it could also repair damaged nerves and skin. The combination of acupuncture and the application of the ointment to the severe burns on Waylynn’s body would be effective in skin regeneration.

It was just that making it was a time-consuming process. It took a full five hours. As soon as Finnigan finished making it, he promptly transferred it into a clean container and returned to the ward.

It was unclear whether it was because of Xena’s words that Romona did not complain about getting hungry after the long wait when she saw him again.

“Old Mdm. Brown, here’s the ointment I just made. Could you help me to apply it all over Ms. Wright’s body before it cools down?”

“Sure.”

With her help, Finnegan started applying an even layer of the Regenerating Ointment to Waylynn’s body.

It itched at first, but Waylynn dared not scratch. Soon, however, she felt a cooling sensation that felt very soothing, and the unbearable itchiness gradually subsided.

There was a sense of relaxation she had not felt for five years. It felt just like it did when everything was normal.

She could not help looking toward him with surprise in her eyes. What is this ointment? It’s still steaming because it’s hot, but why can’t I feel the heat? Can he really heal me so that I can go back to normal?

Half an hour later, Waylynn finally had a layer of the Regenerating Ointment all over her body. She looked as though her body had been cast in plaster.

Then, Finnegan and Xena wrapped Waylynn up in bandages like a mummy, leaving only her mouth, nose, and eyes visible.

Once they completed that step, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, “After this, we’ll do acupuncture and reapply the ointment every few days. Ms. Wright will be as right as rain in a month.”

uttered a single word, asked, “Can

you’ll lose the bet and are thinking of going back on

is a sc*mbag. I’m just asking, that’s all,” she responded

that case. I’ve no obligation to answer your question. You’ll see for yourself when the time comes. I also hope you’ll continue to be just as

worry. If I really end up losing, I’ll

waste his breath arguing with Romona, Finnegan said goodbye to Xena and left

hurried forward when they saw him come out. “How is it,

time and will change the bandages a few days later. After we repeat that several times, Ms. Wright will be in fine fettle and gain a

Larkin, how can I thank you?” Brimming with gratitude, Adam was on the

want to thank me, we can talk about that after Ms. Wright fully recovers,” Finnegan said with a smile. Then, he quickly steered the conversation in a different direction lest Adam continue gushing with gratitude.

my respects to the man who used to be the head of Nuthana for ten years and was ranked in Loang’s top

and is waiting for you,

food for him. In

to a courtyard on the east side of the Wright residence. A century-old banyan tree towered over the area

was also an elderly man with snowy white hair sitting in an

the latter could sense the former’s aura of power and authority. He could also

to stand behind the elderly man. “Grandpa,

gestured for Finnegan to sit down. “Have a seat, Dr. Larkin.”

Finnegan, knowing that his grandfather wished to speak to Finnegan

He even took his time carefully studying the man before him. However, the latter’s composed demeanor

then said, “Old Mr. Wright, you can just address me by my first name.”

hours.” Like a

men but also previously wielded absolute authority, Finnegan did feel slightly intimidated. However, he displayed no trace of timidity or nervousness as he

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proceeded to tuck in heartily as though Nathan was