A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana)

Chapter 20 Let Him Recover On His Own

“You claimed you are able to extract the shrapnel, but now you are refusing to perform brain. surgery on Mr. Miles. Are you attempting to deceive them?” Oliver demanded excitedly as though he had gotten something on Finnegan.

Alexander frowned as it occurred to him that Oliver was being too petty.

Alisha had been silent the entire while, and she finally spoke up. Her voice was frosty as she asked, “Professor Fairlake, Mr. and Mrs. Miles didn’t question him. Who are you to speak. your mind?”

Oliver was just about to adopt an arrogant and patronizing tone with Alisha, but the second he spun around and looked at her, he realized who she was.

His face turned pale as he greeted in a trembling voice, “Ms. Wahlstrom.”

He dared not offend the granddaughter of the honcho of Walund’s underground circles.

Alisha gave him a threatening glare before turning to Finnegan. “Mr. Larkin, please start.”

Finnegan nodded and went to stand beside Gilbert.

“I’ll need a shaver and scalpel.”

Oliver was just about to voice his query about why Finnegan had altered his stance on performing a surgical procedure when Alisha directed a pointed look in his direction. He quickly averted his gaze, not daring to speak a single word.

The Miles family made sure they gather all the necessary medical equipment so that Gilbert. would be able to receive the treatment he needed in a timely manner. Soon, Finnegan received a shaver and scalpel as requested.

Using the shaver, Finnegan shaved off some of Gilbert’s hair so part of his scalp was visible.

He then retrieved the gold needles.

Alexander wasn’t at all surprised as he had seen the gold needles previously when Finnegan cured his headache. However, the other specialists could barely hide their surprise.

Ordinary people would find it difficult to use gold needles because they are much softer than the silver needles that were generally used.

Finnegan looked young, so they doubted if he could use them well.

others, Finnegan grabbed eighteen gold needles and

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seconds.

so he was naturally stunned at the sight. “Fateful Eighteen Needles! This is the Fateful Eighteen Needles.

method indeed,” another specialist agreed. “Young man, where did you learn this method? Fateful Eighteen Needles is only documented in

treatment until he was unable to respond to the inquiry posed to him by the specialist.

scalpel and made a five-millimeter cut on Gilbert’s forehead. Blood immediately trickled out of the

hand on the top of Gilbert’s head, slowly channeling and focusing his spiritual energy. A Condensed Energy Blade began to form and trickle

as

soft push. “Dr. Cooper, I saw some white strands earlier. Is he using the Condensed Energy Blade? Isn’t that just a legend?”

that, Kathleen subconsciously took a step

voice and replied, “To us, Condensed Energy Blade is just a legend. It is believed to have existed in ancient times, but the harsh learning conditions and the emergence of modern medicine caused it to gradually fade away with

but after hearing Alexander’s words, she started to have confidence in

at Finnegan in surprise. So Grandpa didn’t lie to me? Mr. Larkin

over him that his hands became

his palm out to reveal a small object covered with a sticky substance.

Larkin, did you just use Fateful Eighteen Needles and Condensed Energy Blade to remove an object without having to conduct

nod and handed the object to Alexander. “Oliver is

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should remember what

regained his composure and gazed at

he got a

it was a shard of metal that had been heavily

effect. Furthermore, the Jazona Medical Association will be removing your name from their registry, so you will no longer be a doctor. Your refusal to consider others’ views and your overwhelming sense of pride proved that you are unfit to practice medicine.”

once. Young man, I apologize. Please ask. Dr. Cooper

one sympathized with him. Kathleen ordered the bodyguards to come and drag him out so he wouldn’t interfere with

Larkin, how are you going to treat the laceration

“Mr. Larkin, just tell me