A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana) Novel

Chapter 3

What? The entire room was filled with shock as they were totally unprepared for Finnegan to ask

Patrick to apologize by getting on his knees. Realizing he wasn’t hearing things, Patrick went cold with

fury. However, the thought of his daughter lying in bed made him tamp down his emotions. “Young

man, I apologize for my earlier actions. I can offer you ten million as long as you can cure my

daughter.” “Do you think money can solve everything?” Patrick didn’t say anything, but his intention

was clear. With an icy snort, Finnegan spun on his heels. “Use your money to find someone who can

cure your daughter!” Shocked that Finnegan wasn’t open to discussion, Jennifer, who was worried

about her daughter, grabbed Patrick’s arm. “Darling!” Having witnessed how capable Finnegan was,

Jennifer was determined not to let go of any opportunity for Bernice to recover. Naturally, Patrick had

the same thought. Finnegan was about to leave, and eventually, Patrick’s love for his daughter won

over his pride. “I’ll get on my knees.” He was determined for Finnegan to pay the price if the latter failed

to save Bernice. In the room, Finnegan finally saw Bernice lying on her bed after his pride as a doctor

had been restored. She was a true Sleeping Beauty, with a straight nose, delicately arched eyebrows,

and mesmerizing looks. No wonder she’s known as one of the Four Beauties of Jadeborough! Trailing

after him, Jennifer asked softly, “Young man, how are you going to treat her?” Finnegan’s nose

twitched. He caught a whiff of a faint fragrance in the air and immediately knew why Bernice had been

unconscious. It was an incense with the name “A Thousand Dreams,” which caused her to fall

unconscious. The incense was harmless. In fact, it was beneficial for those suffering from insomnia, as

it could help them sleep. However, that incense had a major drawback. If used over a prolonged period,

it could cause the user to fall into a deep, prolonged slumber, with no one realizing why. Its effect could

only be neutralized with another incense by the name “The Awakening.” Once he decided on a

treatment plan, he ordered, “Remove Ms. Zimmerman’s clothes. I’m going to treat her using

acupuncture.” What? Jennifer knew her daughter well and hesitated to obey Finnegan’s orders. Yet,

upon recalling how Finnegan had treated Alexander’s headache, she nodded in determination. “Sure.

I’ll do as you say.” If Bernice could regain consciousness, they wouldn’t mind Finnegan’s actions. But if

she couldn’t regain consciousness, they would definitely teach Finnegan a lesson. Walking to the bed,

Jennifer stripped off Bernice’s clothes. The young lady’s milky skin and her curvaceous b*dy were

exposed to the air. That was the first time Finnegan had seen a woman’s n*ked b*dy. Even though he

was prepared, he couldn’t help but gulp silently, as Bernice was too attractive. When Jennifer stepped

back awkwardly, Finnegan did his best to keep his composure and walked over to the bed. He

unzipped his case and pulled out a selection of gleaming gold needles. After sanitizing the needles, he

performed the Fateful Eighteen Needles technique. This method was what made his mentor, Eternal

Medicine God, famous. There were a total of eighty-one changes that could be added to one another to

increase the effectiveness of acupuncture. Finnegan had only managed to master a part of it. Jennifer

knew nothing about acupuncture, but it was clear to her how swift Finnegan was when he administered

the needles. She noticed his serious expression, which showed that he wasn’t affected by her

daughter’s n*ked b*dy. This understanding put her at ease. After administering the Fateful Eighteen

Needles, Finnegan placed his palms on Bernice’s b*dy to give her a ma*sage that could induce

sweating. Slowly, his palms began glowing red. That sight stunned Jennifer to no end. A complicated

look appeared on her face when she realized her daughter had just been taken advantage of. Ten

minutes later, Bernice’s skin began to flush with a rosy hue as she started sweating. The fragrance in

the air had become more intense. Twenty minutes later, Bernice was drenched in sweat. Even her

bedsheets were soaking wet. The room was filled with a soothing aroma, so sweet it was almost

hypnotic. Almost half an hour had pa*sed, and Bernice stopped sweating. Finnegan exhaled sharply

and began removing his gold needles. The moment the gold needles were removed, Bernice’s eyes

snapped open. She immediately felt a cooling sensation and discovered she was n*ked and that there

was a man standing next to her. Before Jennifer could express her delight, Bernice screamed and

delivered a kick in Finnegan’s direction. “Scoundrel!” “She has sweated buckets. Feed her some water.

I’m going to head out.” Bernice had pretty feet, but Finnegan didn’t like getting kicked. Besides,

Bernice’s movements were too violent. He was at risk of having a nosebleed if he were to stay. Bernice

felt her cheeks grow hot with embarra*sment as she angrily turned to her mother. “Did you really just sit

there and let someone take advantage of me?” “Of course not. That young man came to treat you.

You’ve been unconscious for over a month!” Jennifer burst into happy tears as she proceeded to

explain everything to Bernice. After listening to her mother, Bernice felt her anger fading away.

Nevertheless, she couldn’t help but feel shy as a man had seen her completely n*ked. “Where did you

find him? What is his name?” Jennifer racked her brains and recalled the housekeeper announcing

Finnegan’s arrival earlier. “He showed up here himself. If I remember correctly, his name is Finnegan This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

Larkin.” “Finnegan Larkin? Did you say he’s Finnegan Larkin?” Patrick and Alexander had been waiting

outside, so they naturally heard Bernice’s voice. “Thank you, Mr. Larkin.” Patrick was no longer upset at

having to get on his knees to apologize to Finnegan. In fact, he was relieved that he had caved in.

Otherwise, Bernice wouldn’t be alive and well. He retrieved the ten million check he had prepared in

advance and offered it to Finnegan. Finnegan had decided to save Bernice as she was kind and not

the ingrate he had thought she was. Instead of accepting the check, he said, “I don’t need the money.

I’m giving you two prescriptions—one for Ms. Zimmerman and the other is a list of ingredients that you

must purchase. Once you have acquired them, come back to me.” Patrick was surprised to learn that

Finnegan didn’t want money. As he now a*sumed Finnegan was a man of noble character, he nodded

in agreement and said nothing else. After writing out the prescriptions, Finnegan handed them to

Patrick and made to leave. Alexander quickly called out, “Mr. Larkin, I apologize for looking down on

you earlier. Can you tell me what happened to Ms. Zimmerman?” Patrick was pretty curious, too. After

all, he had sought help from many doctors but to no avail. Finnegan explained briefly about A

Thousand Dreams to prevent a similar incident from occurring in the future. Comprehension dawned on

Alexander. “Oh, I see. No wonder her blood report didn’t show any signs of poisoning.” After a pause,

he asked, “Mr. Larkin, are you interested in working at General Hospital? I can make the necessary

arrangements.” It was clear to him that this wasn’t Finnegan’s limit, so he thought about asking

Finnegan to work at General Hospital. Finnegan strode out of the house. “No, not interested. Mr.

Zimmerman, I presume delivery will be made when the items are ready. My address is written on the

prescription.” After he left, Bernice ran out, having put on some clothes. “Dad, where is Finnegan?”

Taking in her daughter’s anxious look, Patrick recalled how she had chided Finnegan for being a

scoundrel earlier, so he quickly explained, “I don’t know what happened inside, but he was just trying to

treat you. You should stop blaming him.” Bernice flashed a bitter smile. “Dad, it isn’t about that.” “Then

why do you want to see him?” “His name is Finnegan Larkin. He might be the person who saved me

five years ago. He’s back.”