A Healer’s Journey

Chapter 50 Apology

Tristan? An icy look flashed across Finnegan’s eyes when he heard the voice.

Bernice recognized the voice as well. “That’s Tristan, no? What is he doing here?”

Finnegan concealed the look in his eyes and calmly picked up his cup. “Killian had fallen. sick, and none of the medical experts could cure him. I guess Tristan is here to ask Mr. Magnussen for help.”

Having learned about Finnegan’s situation over the past few days, Jerome knew about the grievances between Finnegan and the Chomsky family.

Jerome then rose to his feet and put on a grim expression. “Master, please enjoy your drink. I’ll shoo them away.”

“Hi, Dr. Magnussen!” Tristan greeted enthusiastically when he saw Jerome. However, one could tell Tristan was faking it.

With a nonchalant look on his face, Jerome looked at Oscar and the dozen of b*dyguards. from the Chomsky family indifferently. “Mr. Chomsky, you brought a large group of people with you, haven’t you? What is it that you want?”

Tristan frowned in displeasure when he sensed Jerome giving him the cold shoulder.

However, Tristan quickly remembered what he was there for, so he laughed it off and said, “I heard you’re providing treatment for the sick again, Dr. Magnussen. I brought ten million. with me, and I hope you can treat my son, Killian. Also, my friend here, Oscar, would like to- get treated.”

“I’m sorry, but I don’t know how!”

Tristan thought Jerome would surely agree to provide treatment, but Jerome rejected him. unhesitatingly.

Tristan froze momentarily because he thought he had misheard Jerome.

Oscar, who was also hoping to get treatment, uttered in a deep voice, “Dr. Magnussen, you’re one of the top ten doctors in Loang, so you’re definitely a brilliant doctor. How could you say such a thing when you haven’t even taken a look at your patients? Don’t you have an obligation to save lives?”

Tristan suppressed his displeasure and chimed in. “I hope you can treat them, Dr. Magnussen! If you want more money, I can double the amount to twenty million!”

Jerome was unfazed. While waving dismissively he said, “Please leave. You’re right. I have an

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to save lives. However, I don’t treat

Magnussen?” Tristan was no longer addressing Jerome

the same tone.

Jerome gestured for

tens of billions, Tristan wasn’t happy with the disrespect shown by Jerome. “Mr. Magnussen, over the past two years, you’ve crossed countless people when you

Mr. Chomsky? Are you

didn’t see the point of pretending anymore. In an indifferent tone, he replied, “Jerome, I was afraid of you two years ago. Now, however, you’re no longer as

ordered, “Follow me to the General Hospital now to treat my son! Otherwise, your reopening

wouldn’t sit on his hands

to budge after learning about the grudge between Finnegan and the Chomsky family. “I’m sorry. I’m not treating your son. Please

You’re asking for it!”

was undeniably ruthless. He then turned around and instructed his b*dyguards, “Trash the

you?”

of in

that so? You’re a proud man, aren’t you, Mr. Chomsky?” Finnegan appeared behind and asked, “I wonder what would happen if the top ten prominent families were to hear what you said. Would they consider the Chomsky family the most powerful family in Jadeborough?”

turned around and instinctively took two steps back when he heard. Finnegan’s voice coming from behind.

to say, Tristan was infuriated. “What are you doing here?” he asked with a scowl. I thought I could

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and his gaze was

smiled. “This is my clinic. Why shouldn’t I be here? Did I hear you ask your men to trash my clinic,

Tristan

of days prior. “I know you’re an arrogant man,

glanced at the business license and saw Finnegan’s name

appeared between his brows, and he knew there was no way

turned around and

he couldn’t afford to offend Finnegan. I’ll just wait for

right there!” Finnegan demanded. “Do you think you can just leave after threatening someb*dy?”

ask, “What do