A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana)

Chapter 243 Dense Man

After leaving the restaurant, Finnegan didn’t return to the hospital but went to a nearby small park.

He walked straight into a dense grove of trees and said, “Come out!”

A figure darted out from the dark thicket.

Wrapped in a black robe, the face of the person couldn’t be seen, but it was evident from the sturdy build that it was a man.

Finnegan knew exactly who it was. “You’ve been notified for days and only now you show up. It seems like you don’t take me seriously. Aren’t you afraid that Oswald will be released early and ruin everything?”

“It’s just that my master just delivered the goods to me. Please forgive me, Mr. Larkin.”

The person in the black robe knelt in front of Finnegan, speaking respectfully.

A playful smirk tugged at the corner of Finnegan’s mouth. “So what you’re saying is, I shouldn’t blame you, but rather your master for delivering the item late?”

The man in the black robe bowed his head. “I dare not!”

“Fine. Give me the goods, and you can leave.”

The person in the black robe lifted both hands, presenting a small, black-cloth-wrapped object, about the size of a palm, to Finnegan.

Finnegan took it and tucked it into his pocket without opening it. “Get up and get lost!”

The person in the black robe stood up. “Mr. Larkin, my master also wanted me to ask you something. I can deal with Oswald. Why do you want to deal with him personally?”

Finnegan waved his hand and returned the way he came. “Tell your master not to meddle in my affairs. He doesn’t need to concern himself with my business.”

“Yes!”

Following the curt response, the figure in the black robe turned and disappeared into the darkness, as if he had never appeared.

Finnegan seemed unperturbed, leisurely returning to the hospital as if nothing had happened.

However, upon reaching the entrance of the inpatient building, he encountered a displeased Romona.

“Finnegan, do you lack manners, or do you find me undesirable? It’s fine if you don’t want to pay the bill, but why run off so quickly?” Romona complained.

Finnegan’s lips twitched, genuinely helpless with Romona’s attitude.

to explain, he cleared his throat and explained, I suddenly had a stomachache. How much was my share of the bill? I’ll transfer

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eyes. “What are you saying? Are you dense?”

a regular guy would typically go out of his way to

made up a lame excuse but

he seriously think I am after him for money?

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speak when a call came in. It was from the ward where Quiana was

Finnegan quickly answered. It turned out that

woke up. We’ll talk later.”

are some things I need to ask your mother. These past few days, the deceased’s family has been causing quite a stir,

my mother behind bars. You can go and talk

went to Quiana’s ward together.

up, with Finnegan’s care and treatment

really kill someone?

Finnegan felt bad for her and consoled, “Mom, it’s nothing. Let

it would be better for Romona

Romona stepped forward and sat down. “Mrs. Larkin, although that old lady died, it was a completely unexpected accident. No one knew she had scissors in her basket, and it happened to stab her in the waist. Don’t get stressed

general situation and the corresponding penalties for

situation at the time, she

and son.

Quiana felt her mood improving slightly, but she still felt uneasy. “Even though you say that, I can’t get over the fact that I hit someone. Finny, if I end up in jail, you have to take care of your dad

actively communicate with the family of the deceased, offer them additional compensation, and strive to get their letter of forgiveness. I won’t let you go to jail!” “Do your best, but don’t force it.” Quiana felt downcast.

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situation either. I just said

deliberately trying to conceal the

it, but as long as they didn’t know during their

was also hospitalized, and Rhiannon was detained at the police station. “You did the right thing. Don’t let them know for now. Otherwise, they will definitely

and engaged in casual conversation with