A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana)

Chapter 218 Lack Of Courtesy

The next day, because he had agreed to help Jerome, Finnegan arrived at Jerome Medical Clinic early.

Not long after, five or six patients arrived.

Although Finnegan also held consultations, all the patients went to Jerome instead due to their perception of him being too young.

Finnegan felt somewhat helpless but didn’t dwell on it.

Doctors don’t recommend themselves!

If the patient doesn’t trust you, why insist?

Jerome felt even more helpless because all the patients he sent to Finnegan were rejected.

In the end, he had no choice but to continue seeing patients himself.

Approaching noon, Jerome had already seen three to four dozen patients, while Finnegan hadn’t seen a single one.

During lunch, Jerome gave a bitter smile and said, “Master, how about I take a break this afternoon and you take over seeing the patients?”

Otherwise, everyone who comes will be looking for me. Once the clinic reopens, I will still be the one who ends up exhausted.

Finnegan chuckled. “Mr. Magnussen, this just shows that the patient trusts you. It’s a good thing. As for me, it depends on who is destined to cross paths with me; otherwise-”

“Doctor!”

As they were speaking, a middle-aged woman rushed in, holding a little boy of about four or five years old. Her face was filled with anxiety.

Yuliana went up and asked, “What’s wrong?”

“I have no idea! I had just finished cooking and went to call my son for dinner, only to find him lying on the ground, completely unresponsive no matter how much I called him. Doctor, please save my son. If anything goes wrong, my husband will divorce me!”

A few patients, as well as passersby from outside the clinic, gathered around out of curiosity.

Jerome stood up. “Put the child down first.”

The middle-aged woman quickly put her child down. “Dr. Magnussen, you are one of the top ten miracle doctors. You must save my son!”

“Let me take a look first, then we’ll talk.”

Jerome started examining the child.

But after a moment, his expression turned gloomy.

“He must have been suddenly stressed out, He’s out of breath now.”

My son is only four years

suddenly burst into tears,

hand, pleading desperately, “Dr. Magnussen, he can’t die. I beg you!”

I would save him if I could, but your son has truly breathed his last.”

can truly bring back the dead to life?

present heaved a

the life of a four-year-old

even pointed fingers at the middle-aged woman. “What kind of mother are

child might not have met such

accusations of the people around her, the middle-aged woman burst

she noticed Finnegan standing nearby, flipping the child’s eyelids.

hand. “What are you doing? My son is already dead. Are you still

quickly said, “He is also a doctor from our clinic. Please

understood the emotions of

not displeased at all. “It’s okay. Let’s

still be saved?” Jerome asked

what did you say?

their gaze toward

they all quietly shook their

that you’re compassionate and can’t bear to see such a young child pass away, but it’s best not to speak of such things. Let her take her child

but can’t deliver, it will be disappointing

knows what she

age, most people are not likely to blame themselves when

responsibility onto

really cure him.

what a big

had the words been spoken than Millicent, accompanied by the Zimmerman

had secretly contacted Bernice last night behind Bruce’s back but was firmly rejected by her.

thought about it, the angrier she got, so she went behind Bruce’s back

to obey, she would

Upon hearing what

Finnegan was

help

surprised to see them arrive, but he didn’t pay

be no hope of saving

can’t believe Finnegan

elders?

how to respect your And if the boy is already dead, how

so deep-rooted that she filled in the blanks

gaze icy cold. “Say one more word and I’ll

“You…”

had never been treated in such a way, was