A Healer’s Journey

Chapter 84

Chapter 84 Two Days Left

Alld. It’s killing me! Dad, just let me die! I don’t want to live anymore! I really don’t want on live, please! Let me die! I’m begging you!”

in

In the Va Neurology Ward, Killian’s limbs twisted as he suffered another attack. After enduring this torture for over ten days, he was now skin and bones, and his screams from the

were hoarse

Gone was the confident demeanor that the scion of the Chomsky family used to exude,

The wounds on his limbs repeatedly split apart, causing blood to ooze out every hour. The hospital bed he lay on was now a terrifying canvas of crimson stains.

Tristan observed his son’s anguished face, his own eyes bloodshot. “Killi, just endure a bit longer. I promise to make Finnegan cure you while on his knees, and then you can be the one to take him down. His entire family will pay the price for what you’ve endured!”

“But I can’t endure it any longer! I can’t!”

More than ten days of forment had shattered Killian’s will to live, he simply longed for the release of death.

Tristan was about to offer further words of comfort when Finnegan’s amused voice sounded. “You better endure it, as I’m still waiting for the moment you’ll kneel and beg for mercy.”

“Finnegan!”

Tristan swiftly turned around. His surrounding b*dyguards went on high alert as well.

Finnegan strolled over with a smile, casting a sidelong glance at Killian’s wretched state. He clucked his tongue and said, “Well, even if you were to kneel and repent now, it seems like you wouldn’t be able to kneel properly, huh?”

After days of torment and two or three hundred instances of agonizing contortions, there was no longer a patch of intact flesh on Killian’s limbs. He appeared to be a bloody mess.

Iven if the contorting episodes stopped, he was now destined to be a cripple for the rest of

his life

Tristan growled, “Finnegan!”

of anger. “Finnegan, this won’t end well

for you! After what your dad just said, do you think I’m

dad paralyzed and unable to care

more intense, Finnegan almost yelled, “Besides, you repented. Why should

haven’t

to retort, but the pain from his twisted limbs left

agony.

last chance. Make

chance, there’s no need for that. You better make the most of the last chance I’m giving the Chomsky family, especially since there are only two days left!”

retreating figure, Tristan contemplated ordering the b*dyguards to attack

back. “Finnegan, you

left the hospital. His

visit the military hospital to deliver the Long Life Pill to

took a taxi to a restaurant

“Finnegan!”

Bernice arrived in a black professional-looking dress.

eyes lit up at the sight. “Darling, you look absolutely

plainly and modestly, giving off a pure and elegant vibe. However, that day, Bernice exuded a mature and capable air like that of a strong

huffed. “Wasn’t I beautiful before?”

every day, you seem more beautiful than the last, and my heart can hardly handle it.”

made Bernice burst into

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tongue

tongue is a surefire way to master the art

Bernice’s l*ps twitched.

asked, “Is there anything I say that your can’t turn into a slick remark?”

considered slick? These are words. of love from me

with me.

just naturally look

he had treated Bernice. Her figure was indeed quite remarkable.

However…

and asked, “Darling, why suppress your natural magnificence? Wearing something that fits

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