A Healer’s Journey

Chapter 135 A Connection With Him

Down a dimly lit alleyway, an icy-looking young man who had accidentally stumbled upon Romona’s residence was clutching a broken black blade. He leaned against the wall with blood dripping from the blade, his breathing faint as he moved forward with difficulty.

“You need treatment now. Otherwise, even if you survive, your martial foundation will be compromised.”

Suddenly, Finnegan, who had been discreetly tailing him, materialized before him like a specter, a faint smile tugging at his l*ps.

The young man’s pupils contracted as a glint of light flickered in his eyes.

In an instant, a swift and savage strike was delivered as the knife arced through the air. Although he was weak, his strike was still vicious and powerful.

Finnegan furrowed his brows as he dodged, not daring to confront the full brunt of the attack head-on.

The young man was tenacious and relentless as he continued to strike with the blade.

Due to his injuries, the young man’s speed and strength were somewhat hampered. It was evident from his inability to graze even the hem of Finnegan’s clothes.

Sensing a brief lag from the young man, Finnegan extended his right hand and pressed his palm against him.

A muffled thud resonated as the young man was pushed backward and crashed onto the ground.

Finnegan had held back, ensuring that the young man’s injuries weren’t exacerbated. Swiftly, the young man managed to regain his footing.

His

gaze was less hostile, as he sensed no malevolence emanating from Finnegan.

Finnegan took out a pill and tossed it over. “You should start with stopping the bleeding.”

The young man caught the pill and cast another glance at Finnegan.

Then, he popped the pill into his mouth and gulped it down.

He knew that if Finnegan truly wanted to kill him, it would be easy. There was no need for theatrics.

The bleeding from the wound soon stopped.

The young man’s expression softened, and his gaze toward Finnegan lost its wariness and resistance.

as his heightened vigilance dissipated, he couldn’t withstand the exhaustion brought on

eves rolled

sleek black car pulled up, and its doors opened

V-neck b*dycon dress. She looked surprised when she saw the young man. “Who

person could lie flat,

him down. “Find a place for me to treat him, and watch out for anyone tailing

pry further, Alisha assured, “Don’t worry, I threw them off the trail before

name, Finnegan carried the young man in and had Alisha arrange for him to be cleaned up before he started his

is quite

well as extensive bruising, Alisha

an ordinary person would have died countless times already.

foundation. He managed to avoid getting hit in the critical spots. His appearance of extreme weakness is only

understanding seemed partial.

treatment.

to all the injuries, Finnegan then inserted eighteen golden needles into the

better absorption of the wound

a

the treatment. “I’ll write prescription for you. Have someone prepare the medicine according to the instructions and give it to him when he

“Why was he still

brought him back, the unconscious young man

considered taking the knife away,

gestured

knife user. That broken knife is

why even while unconscious, the young man’s subconsciousness made him

knife as his life. However,

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“Take a guess!”

I could guess, why would

Finnegan sat at the side, casually crossed his leg, and gestured for her

felt a connection with him, and I also detected a familiar aura from him.”

“A connection? A familiar aura? Have you met him before?”

“No.”

Finnegan had lived in seclusion in the primeval forest, and he remembered everyone

had never encountered this

the sense of familiarity arose from observing that the young