A Healer’s Journey

Chapter 66 Asking Too Little

was a crowd outside the doors of the ICU,

The Alexander and Finnegan arrived, the crowd greeted Alexander respectfully, “Dr.

Finnegan looked around casually and noticed that the room was filled with importarit figures from Jadeborough, as well as experts and professors from other fields. Judging by their age, about half of them were Soren’s students.

Soren indeed had many students over his lifetime as a professor.

After responding politely to the crowd, Alexander turned to a man in his forties, who looked like a scholar, and said, “Caulder, this is Finnegan Larkin. He’s the one who recently helped Mr. Miles and even treated Dr. Magnussen’s granddaughter. I’ve invited him over.”

Everyone turned to look at Finnegan with a frown.

William even had a skeptical look in his

eyes.

If it weren’t for Jerome and Alexander’s recommendation, he might have thought that it was just a joke.

How could someone so young be skilled in medicine?

William’s politeness masked his doubt. “Mr. Larkin, did you really treat both Mr. Miles and Yuliana?”

Finnegan replied calmly, “Indeed.”

Setting aside his skepticism, William continued, “My father is dealing with late-stage lymphoma. Darius Hicks diagnosed him in Durbaine and said he only had a couple of weeks more to live. Now it’s down to four or five days. Can you help extend that by another two weeks?”

He was well aware of his father’s condition. He wasn’t expecting a miraculous recovery and was just hoping for a bit more time to get the old man past eighty years old.

Finnegan walked up to the gla*s wall of the ICU ward where Jerome, in a sterile outfit, was giving acupuncture to a frail old man.

Finnegan raised his hand and knocked on the gla*s before William could stop him.

Hearing the sound, Jerome looked up and beamed as he rushed to the gla*s and spoke into the intercom. “Master, you’re finally here!”

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stop Finnegan froze in

surprised as well.

all, Jerome Magnussen was one of Loang’s top ten

addressed

this be real?

William asked, “Mr. Magnussen, what did you just call

medical skills are better than mine, but he won’t take me as his disciple. So, I

his words clearly. They all turned their intrigued gazes to Finnegan.

said, “Mr. Magnussen, tell me about Old

condition.”

has spread to his armpits, back, and organs. His neck area is most critically affected, and it’s affecting his breathing. He’s relying on a tracheostomy tube to breathe at the moment. Once we remove the tube, Old Mr. Caulder will pa*s away almost immediately. While surgery could

how someone like Soren, who underwent medical check-ups

understood. Soren possessed a rare neuro-immune constitution, which meant that anesthesia was ineffective on him. With this condition,

any doubt William had about Finnegan had evaporated. His words were now laced with respect. “Mr. Larkin, in this situation, could you help my father survive for

“Make the arrangements for me. I’ll operate on Old Mr. Caulder myself. Barring unforeseen complications, keeping Old

Everyone fell silent.

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to tain his excitement, and in disbelief, he asked, “Mr. Larkin, can my father truly

“Don’t you want your father to recover? Or do you nor trust ine!

no. I’ll get everything arranged for you.” Snapping back to reality, William quashed his doubts and turned to Alexander. “Dr. Cooper, could

för Mr. Larkin to

my

few more days at

Finnegan to change into sterile clothing before entering

called his a*sistant over and instructed, “Get everyone who’s a deputy chief or higher in their departments here if they’re not swamped. Also, give a heads-up to those on break. If they could make it, that

over. Those without critically ill patients left instructions for others and rushed to Soren’s ICU ward.

the chief doctors being replaced by