A Healer’s Journey

Chapter 33 Eight More Days

“Boss, Finnegan’s here!”

The second Finnegan stepped into General Hospital, Tristan’s subordinates immediately received news about it and hastily reported it to their employer.

Tristan, who was speaking with Oscar in the ward, froze.

Once he came back to his senses, he leaped to his feet and said, “He’s at the hospital?”

“Yes! He should be in the elevator by now.”

Tristan’s heart sank. “What do we do, Mr. Goldberg?”

Oscar’s senior had yet to arrive, and with how powerful Finnegan was, they might be defeated if Finnegan were to attack them right there and then.

Oscar consoled, “Don’t worry, Mr. Chomsky, it’s broad daylight right now, and we’re in the hospital too. He won’t dare to do anything he pleases.” After a pause, he speculated, “Maybe he’s worried that you’ll go after his parents next after demolishing his house, so he has come to beg for mercy.”

“Argh!”

Right as those words were out of Tristan’s subordinate’s mouth, fighting sounds and pained. shouts echoed in the corridor.

Tristan tensed up and hurried out while Oscar asked Tristan’s subordinate to wheel him out as well.

It was then they saw Finnegan fighting Tristan’s dozens of b*dyguards. Yet, those trained and. well-paid b*dyguards could not stop Finnegan’s advancement at all as they fell one by one like domino blocks.

In no time, half of them were immobile on the ground.

Tristan narrowed his eyes. “Is that Finnegan Larkin?”

He had heard Finnegan’s name five years ago. In fact, he was the one who pulled strings to get the school to kick Finnegan and Desmond out. However, it was Tristan’s first time seeing. Finnegan in person.

He could not imagine how the young Finnegan was capable of incapacitating Oscar.

With hatred, Oscar glared at Finnegan and hissed, “That’s him!”

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family’s b*dyguards easily and they fell

the time he was a few meters away from Tristan and the others,

for the b*dyguards he paid a hefty sum to hire were all like paper soldiers before a road roller.

to its glory, so he quickly recomposed himself. “Are you Finnegan Larkin? Quite a fighter, I see. But, what a pity, connections and wealth are

Tristan, Finnegan continued

capable, but I’ll warn you against being reckless. Even if you clone

make

still

hit Tristan, and he said in a louder voice, “I’m giving you a chance now, Finnegan, to get on your knees to apologize

never halted in his

a vicious look flashed past Tristan’s subordinate’s eyes, and he whipped out a

waved his right hand, and numerous needles shot out, burying themselves into Tristan’s subordinate’s b*dy. Before he could figure out what was going on, scorching pain coursed through his b*dy. With a cry

Surprise clawed

Smack!

up

and Oscar’s throats when they took in the scene.

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had come close to them, slapped Tristan. Tristan spat out a mouthful of blood with

snarled, “How da-”

Smack!

slapped the other side of his face, making him lose another three bloody teeth.

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time, Tristan fell to his right from the force

hissed, “How dare you hit Mr. Chomsky? You’re

front of him, and

just healed broke

latter held his head and hastily retreated, no longer

were to kill him like the lunatic he was, he

to humiliate him, he gritted out, “Feel free to come after me

ground before glancing at Killian, who was in the intensive care unit.

my house for three days and three nights. He also has to cut off his four limbs and donate two billion to charity. Otherwise, the

left equally

you’re a lunatic! I’m going to kill your

time, he was feeling a tinge of regret-he