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

Brown, I’m much younger than you. You can just call

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

finally snapped back

you being so polite to

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

that Xena would be on her side, but to her surprise, she defended Finnegan even more adamantly than Adam.

Wait a minute!

in realization. “Old Mdm. Brown,

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

Romona stood

pa*s away over twenty years ago? How could he have such

but Finnegan definitely isn’t a capable man. I hope you can

before Xena could reprimand her. He also signaled Adam to remain

“It’s your fault for questioning my character and acting so arrogantly back then. Besides, Old Mdm. Brown and the others have no idea how to treat Waylynn’s burns. Even if you have some skills, there’s no way you are more talented than

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

shifted slightly. “Mr.

hurriedly advised, “Dr. Larkin, Romona has a bad temper. There’s

Romona as he asked, “Do you

first, Romona was a little

bet! But I have an added condition: If you fail. I get to beat

to be my humble maid.”

prepare yourself for a good thrashing from me!”

themselves and changing into sterile attire, they stepped

was lying on the sterile bed, draped by a thin sheet. Only her face was exposed. Her features were distorted; her upper l*p and nose were dangerously close

a desiccated, darkened flesh. The

stranger, she looked fearful, and a raspy sound

had not only damaged her skin but also affected her

her, “This is Dr. Finnegan Larkin. We have asked him to treat you. There’s

head, inadvertently