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 old!”

suddenly burst into tears, kneeling before

desperately, “Dr. Magnussen, he can’t die. I beg

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

this world can truly bring back the

present heaved

of a four-year-old

“What kind of mother are you? You didn’t even

treatment hadn’t been delayed, the child might not have met such a tragic

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

she noticed Finnegan standing nearby, flipping the child’s

hand. “What are you doing? My son

also a doctor from

emotions

displeased at all. “It’s okay. Let’s save this

be saved?” Jerome asked in

hand. “Young man, what did you say? Can my child still be

gaze toward

they all

older woman advised, “Young man, I understand that you’re compassionate and can’t bear to see such a young child pass away, but it’s

her hope but can’t deliver, it

she will do?

not likely to blame themselves when they are wrong, but instead, they

onto

him. Just give me a

a big talker!”

spoken than Millicent, accompanied by the Zimmerman siblings,

had secretly contacted Bernice last night behind Bruce’s back but was firmly

she got, so she went behind

obey, she would start

Upon hearing what

Finnegan was

she couldn’t help

but he didn’t pay it much

step aside. Otherwise, there will be no hope of saving him.”

can’t believe Finnegan just

elders?

I’m here for you? Don’t you know how to respect your And if the boy is already dead, how can you save him? You’ve merely scratched the surface of medical knowledge under

that she filled in

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

“You…”

been treated in such a way, was