A Healer’s Journey

Chapter 25 I Would Never Lie To You

An elderly man’s anxious voice was followed by the sound of a woman groaning.

The door opened a few moments later, and a skinny old man came running out with a few cuts on his clothes and two streaks of blood on his face. He then quickly shut the door behind him and locked it as quickly as possible.

Someone could be heard banging on the door in an attempt to get out of the room.

Winston walked out of the gazebo with Wynter holding him steady. “Jerome?”

Bernice, too, greeted him politely, “Mr. Magnussen.”

Jerome wiped his tears as he said, “You should leave, Winston. I can’t even cure my own daughter, so I have no right to treat anyone else. Please seek medical a*sistance elsewhere.” He then turned toward Bernice and continued, “I only have two conditions: either two hundred million, or cure Yuliana, and I will hand Jerome Medical Clinic over unconditionally. I’m in no mood to discuss anything else.”

pay me

Winston let out a sigh when he saw how depressed Jerome was. “Jerome, I can pay you if you need money. You don’t need to hand over your work of a lifetime. I just need you to treat me and prolong my life by another two to three years.”

Jerome simply ignored him and sat down by the stairs next to the entrance.

Determined to have Jerome treat him, Winston refused to leave as well. He had Wynter help him back to the gazebo and sat down to continue waiting. He had gotten used to waiting there from morning until night in hopes of getting Jerome to treat him.

Bernice walked up to Jerome and said, “I can pay you the two hundred million, but I need to do so over the course of two years. Would that be okay with you? I will pay the interest accordingly if you agree to this arrangement, Mr. Magnussen.”

The land and surrounding roads had a market value of two hundred and fifty million, so two hundred million was considered a low price.

However, Bernice couldn’t get him that much money in such a short amount of time.

Although Firebird Group was worth tens of billions, it didn’t have tens of billions of cash readily available. Besides, Firebird Group was a listed company, and the Zimmerman family only owned a little over thirty percent of its shares, so they would only get about one billion from the annual dividend.

Even then, the one billion did not belong to Bee entirely. Her grandfather, who founded Firebird Group, would distribute it accordingly

r

1/4

from her annual bonus and

she couldn’t ask her family for money to help Finnegan set up a clinic, Bernice had not choice but to dig into

I only requested for a price. lower than the current market value so

to say something in response, but Finnegan stopped her by grabbing her arm. “You silly

going all out just to help me set up a clinic, but we’re not exactly a couple

two years older than you!” Bernice exclaimed

intimate interaction, Wynter took a serious look at Finnegan for

usually get intimate with

taking a moment to recover from her shock, Wynter turned toward Jerome and asked, “Mr. Magnussen, you said you would hand Jerome Medical Clinic over unconditionally if

right,” Jerome

I’ll cure her!” Finnegan said.

“Oh, that’s right! I forgot that you’re knowledgeable in medicine!

of seriousness and doubt in Jerome’s eyes as he looked

expert when it comes to medicine, Mr. Magnussen! He was the one who helped me regain consciousness a while back. He also treated an old injury that has

how he treated Gilbert on

г

24

and the Miles family came to him for treatment in the past, so Jerome knew just how complex their

asked, “How confident

could start by providing me with the full

of them then fell ill a few days after returning home and had manic episodes, but I can’t seem to figure out the cause of their bizarre condition. I’ve tried my best to treat them, but to not avail. My son and daughter-in-law ended up pa*sing away,

to pa*s by the tribal village while they were in

specifically went to the tribal village to experience the culture and lifestyle of

what was going on after hearing that. “Please open the door. Mr. Magnussen. I

really mean that, Mr.

a respectable senior medical practitioner. I would never lie