A Healer’s Journey

Chapter 2 Never Take Medical Practitioners Lightly

rat!” “Wait a minute!” Jennifer stopped the housekeeper. “Darling, since he’s already here, maybe he does have a way.” Patrick knew that Jennifer wouldn’t give up on even a glimmer of hope to save Bernice. Hesitantly, he nodded and asked the housekeeper to lead Finnegan into the house. Shortly after, Finnegan came into the living room. A cold glint fleeted across Patrick’s eyes when he saw Finnegan. Similarly, Jennifer couldn’t help but feel disappointed. Finnegan appeared too young, with fair and delicate features that gave the impression of a celebrity rather than a skilled doctor. Patrick and Jennifer found it difficult to place their trust in him or believe he was truly competent. Patrick had already a*sumed that Finnegan was incompetent. He looked away and summoned the housekeeper. “Give this kid five thousand and send him off.” Jennifer didn’t stop him this time, for she was of the same mind and doubted Finnegan’s capabilities. Finnegan, who was just about to introduce himself, was stunned. “What do you mean by that? I’m a doctor! I’m here to treat Ms. Zimmerman!” Do they take me for a beggar they can get rid of with five thousand? Patrick held back his urge to berate Finnegan for being a quack and instead said, “No need for that. Take the five thousand as compensation for your troubles and leave.” Finnegan finally realized that Patrick didn’t trust him. According to his ten non-treatment rules, he wouldn’t treat disbelievers, so he should have turned around to leave right then. However, Finnegan suppressed his annoyance, knowing how grateful and kind Bernice was. “Mr. Zimmerman, you may think less of me because of my youth, but I can really wake Ms. Zimmerman up.” Patrick’s face darkened at Finnegan’s insolence. “Really? You are quite confident, aren’t you? he challenged. “Sure, I’m fairly confident that I can wake her up.” Finnegan replied. As a matter of fact, Finnegan was a hundred percent certain that he could cure Bernice. The Primordial Pharmacopoeia that he had inherited from his master contained legendary medical techniques. He had only said he was fairly certain to be humble. Alexander snorted in derision. “Don’t get so cocky, young man!” Despite Alexander’s impressive credentials as the director of General Hospital in Jadeborough, the president of Jadeborough Medical Association, and a member of Loang Medical Council, he still could not determine the cause of Bernice’s condition. Finnegan’s proclamation was essentially a slap across Alexander’s face. Patrick thought Finnegan was being too arrogant. He said in a low voice, “He’s the director of General Hospital, Alexander Cooper. Are you claiming that you’re more capable than Dr. Cooper?” Finnegan hadn’t thought that Patrick would judge a book by its cover and look down on him. He resisted the temptation to leave and said, “In medicine, it’s the ability that counts, not age. Is there a problem with me being more capable than him?” Alexander’s interest was piqued by Finnegan’s confidence.