A Healer’s Journey

Chapter 97 Do You Dare

A spry

old woman dressed in cultural attire and whose hair was dark and glossy walked in through the courtyard gate. She appeared highly anxious.

“Old Mdm. Brown,” Romona greeted with a hint of relief. She rushed forward to clasp the old lady’s hand. “I’m glad that you’re here. You need to talk some sense into Uncle Adam. Can you believe he just randomly hired someone to treat Waylynn? Even the top ten miracle physicians are at a loss. How can an outsider possibly help?”

The elderly woman was Xena Brown, the lone female among the top ten renowned doctors of Loang.

Every month, the Wright family would invite Xena to administer a seven-day treatment for Waylynn. They hoped that it would provide the latter respite from the searing pain of her burns.

Romona’s confidence soared as she knew she had backing now. “Finnegan, I suggest you leave immediately. While you might have successfully fooled Uncle Adam and even Granddad, I doubt that Old Mdm. Brown, a respected medical expert, will be taken in by your deceit.”

“Finnegan? You’re Finnegan Larkin?”

Xena pushed Romona aside and rushed over to Finnegan.

Romona seemed utterly displeased as she watched Xena hold the man’s hand and study him from head to toe. “I didn’t know you were actually this young. Seems like the old men weren’t kidding!”

Adam was caught off guard. “Old Mdm. Brown, why are you here?”

Old Mdm. Brown should only arrive a week later.

Xena flashed a warm smile and replied, “Last night, Old Mr. Wright called me and mentioned there might be hope for treating Waylynn’s burns. So, I caught an early flight to ensure I don’t miss out on witnessing a potential miracle!”

Adam nodded. It did not occur to him that his father had tipped her off.

Finnegan, who had guessed Xena’s identity based on the ongoing conversations, introduced himself humbly, “Nice to meet you, Old Mdm. Brown. I am Finnegan Larkin.”

There’s no need to be so formal.” Xena waved her hand in a dismissive gesture.

Her late master had once received guidance from Sawyer and considered him as a mentor.

In terms of seniority, Xena had to respectfully address Finnegan as “Mr. Larkin.”

couldn’t possibly put on airs in front of Xena, who

you. You can just call me

won’t do. If my late master knew about this, he’d say

snapped back to

you being so polite to him? He’s just a jerk

senior. If you dare show disrespect again, I’ll give you a resounding slap. Even Old Mr. Quickwood and Old Mr. Wright won’t be able to stop

had thought that Xena would be on her side, but to her surprise, she defended

Wait a minute!

her eyes in realization. “Old Mdm. Brown, what

with a serious expression, “He is my master’s

Romona stood frozen in place.

Didn’t her master pa*s away over twenty years ago? How could he have such a young senior?

isn’t a capable man. I hope you can persuade Uncle

interrupted before Xena could reprimand her. He also signaled

others have no idea how to treat Waylynn’s burns. Even if you have some skills, there’s no way you are

refusal to accept defeat, Finnegan resolved to dampen her spirits. “You seem to hold a rather negative view of me. How about we make a bet? If I can heal Ms. Wright’s burns, you’ll serve as my maid for a month. If I fail, I’ll apologize for what I said that day and crawl out of the Wright residence on

slightly. “Mr. Larkin?”

a bad temper. There’s

remained fixed on Romona as he asked, “Do you dare accept the bet?”

first, Romona was a little

have an added condition: If you fail. I get to beat you up, and you can’t

to be my humble maid.”

yourself for a good thrashing from me!”

sterile attire, they stepped into the sealed sterile

draped by a thin sheet. Only her

her skin away, leaving behind a desiccated, darkened flesh. The

Finnegan who was a stranger, she looked fearful, and a raspy sound escaped her

her skin but also affected her

Larkin. We have asked him to treat you. There’s no need to be

merely shook her head, inadvertently causing her