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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total amount she would get from her annual bonus and

Finnegan set up a clinic, Bernice had not choice but to dig into her own savings. It would take her

her and said, “Sorry, but I only requested for a price. lower than the current market value so I could get the money immediately. I can’t wait two

say something in response, but Finnegan

we’re not exactly a couple yet. Being

older than you!”

took a serious look at Finnegan for the first

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

gave Bernice an affectionate pinch on the cheek, 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

right,” Jerome

then. I’ll cure her!” Finnegan

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

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

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.

told her about how he treated Gilbert on their way

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came to him for treatment in the past, so Jerome knew just how complex their conditions were. However, he was not expecting the person who successfully treated them to be

doubt had vanished from his eyes as he asked,

start by providing me with the full details of her condition.”

not avail. My son and daughter-in-law ended up pa*sing away, so Yuliana is all that I have left. I managed to ensure her survival, but she would often have manic episodes and start attacking people like crazy. I had no choice but to keep her locked up inside the

by the tribal village while

to experience the culture and lifestyle

hearing that. “Please open the door. Mr. Magnussen. I

that, Mr.

senior medical practitioner. I would