A Healer’s Journey

Chapter 99 Why Should I Be Afraid Of You

Adam worked fast. In less than an hour, he had prepared all the herbs Finnegan needed. There were as many as seventy or eighty types, and the combined weight was a few dozen pounds.

After that, Finnegan asked Adam to let him work in a kitchen that was not in use, found a pot, and then closed himself in the kitchen to make the topical medication-Regenerating Ointment.

It could be considered an enhanced version of an ointment for wounds. Not only could it help to heal ordinary wounds, but it could also repair damaged nerves and skin. The combination of acupuncture and the application of the ointment to the severe burns on Waylynn’s b*dy would be effective in skin regeneration.

It was just that making it was a time-consuming process. It took a full five hours. As soon as Finnigan finished making it, he promptly transferred it into a clean container and returned to the ward.

It was unclear whether it was because of Xena’s words that Romona did not complain about getting hungry after the long wait when she saw him again.

“Old Mdm. Brown, here’s the ointment I just made. Could you help me to apply it all over Ms. Wright’s b*dy before it cools down?”

“Sure.”

With her help, Finnegan started applying an even layer of the Regenerating Ointment to Waylynn’s b*dy.

It itched at first, but Waylynn dared not scratch. Soon, however, she felt a cooling sensation that felt very soothing, and the unbearable itchiness gradually subsided.

There was a sense of relaxation she had not felt for five years. It felt just like it did when everything was normal.

She could not help looking toward him with surprise in her eyes. What is this ointment? It’s still steaming because it’s hot, but why can’t I feel the heat? Can he really heal me so that I can go back to normal?

Half an hour later, Waylynn finally had a layer of the Regenerating Ointment all over her b*dy. She looked as though her b*dy had been cast in plaster.

Then, Finnegan and Xena wrapped Waylynn up in bandages like a mummy, leaving only her mouth, nose, and eyes visible.

we’ll do acupuncture and

not uttered a single word, asked, “Can Waylynn really

afraid you’ll lose the bet and are thinking

sc*mbag. I’m just asking, that’s all,” she responded with a snort, wanting to preserve her pride.

when the time comes. I also hope you’ll continue to be just as stubborn

end up losing, I’ll keep my

wanting to waste his breath arguing with Romona, Finnegan said goodbye to Xena and left the

had been waiting outside all this while, and they quickly hurried forward when

will change the bandages a few days later. After we repeat that

thank you?” Brimming with gratitude, Adam was on the verge of kneeling and

with a smile. Then, he quickly steered the conversation in a different direction lest Adam continue gushing with gratitude. “By the way, is

be the head of Nuthana

meal prepared and is waiting for you, Dr. Larkin,” Stephen

deliberately prepare food for him.

century-old banyan tree towered over the area like

snowy white hair sitting in an

to Finnegan, the latter could sense the former’s aura of power and authority. He could also discern the man’s vigorous spirit despite his

to stand behind the elderly man. “Grandpa,

face was full of wrinkles, raised his hand and gestured for Finnegan to sit down. “Have a seat, Dr. Larkin.”

Finnegan, knowing that his grandfather wished to speak to Finnegan in

opposite Nathan without hesitation. He even took his time carefully studying the man before him. However, the latter’s composed demeanor meant Finnegan could not

Mr. Wright, you can just address me by my first

first. You must be hungry after working hard for several hours.” Like a kindly old man, Nathan handed Finnegan a