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

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would get from her annual bonus and the

ask her family for money to help Finnegan set up a clinic, Bernice had not choice but to dig into her own savings. It would take her a total of

for a price. lower than the current market value

in response, but Finnegan stopped her by

clinic, but we’re not exactly a couple yet. Being a man.

me that! I’m two years older than you!” Bernice

Wynter took a serious look at

with Bernice and knew that she would not usually get intimate with men. As such, Wynter began wondering

which caused her to blush even harder. After 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 we can cure your

right,” Jerome replied.

well, then. I’ll cure her!” Finnegan said.

right! I forgot that you’re

a mix of seriousness and doubt in Jerome’s eyes as he looked at Finnegan. “Are you

is an 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 been affecting Mr. Miles for years. He might just be able to treat Ms.

her about how he treated Gilbert

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how complex their conditions were. However, he was not expecting

vanished from his eyes as he asked, “How

providing me with the full details of

Xanfield. The three 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

by the tribal village while they were

village to experience the culture and lifestyle of the locals there. Is there a

a rough idea as to what was going on after hearing that. “Please open the door. Mr. Magnussen. I will have your granddaughter

that, Mr.

practitioner. I would never lie