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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Chomsky family’s b*dyguards easily and

Tristan and the others, the Chomskys’ b*dyguards were slumped on the

hefty sum to hire were all like paper soldiers

man who had singlehandedly brought his family to its glory, so he quickly recomposed himself. “Are you Finnegan Larkin? Quite a fighter, I see. But, what a pity, connections and

continued to amble toward the latter.

you clone yourself a hundred times, you won’t be able to hold your ground against me with the

make his

still

worry hit Tristan, and he said in a louder voice, “I’m giving you a chance now, Finnegan,

never halted in his

flashed past Tristan’s subordinate’s eyes, and he whipped out a gun to point it

he could figure out what was going on, scorching pain coursed through his

Surprise clawed

Smack!

up

Oscar’s throats when they took in the scene.

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react, Finnegan, who had come close to them, slapped Tristan. Tristan spat out a mouthful of blood with two teeth, and

snarled, “How

Smack!

making him lose another three bloody

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fell to his right from the force and knocked his head.

hit Mr. Chomsky? You’re dead meat!”

of a shoe appeared in front of him, and Finnegan’s foot landed on his chest. Oscar fell along with his

just healed broke again, and he

held his head and hastily retreated, no

Finnegan were to kill him like the lunatic he was,

to come after me if you can do that, but if you come after my family, you’ll have to pay a

glancing at Killian, who was in the intensive

“You have eight more days. to get Killian to kneel before the ruins of 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 swiftly.

back on his feet, he bellowed, “Finnegan Larkin, you’re a lunatic! I’m going to kill your whole family and tear you to pieces!

was feeling a tinge of regret-he should have gotten rid of Finnegan. before demolishing