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.

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

rolled

pulled up, and its doors opened automatically.

black V-neck b*dycon dress. She looked surprised

where a person could lie flat,

either.” He placed the young man in the car and gently set him down. “Find a place for me to treat him, and watch

pry further, Alisha assured, “Don’t worry, I threw them

the Wahlstrom family’s name, Finnegan carried the young man in and

quite serious!”

over a dozen lacerations crisscrossing the young man’s b*dy, as well as extensive bruising, Alisha couldn’t help

those wounds, she felt that an ordinary person would

applied the wound medicine to the injuries while explaining, “The injuries look horrifying, but they haven’t actually affected his martial foundation. He managed to avoid getting hit in the critical spots. His appearance of extreme weakness is only due to excessive bleeding and

nodded, though her understanding seemed partial. She refrained from interrupting

treatment.

wound medicine to all the injuries, Finnegan then inserted eighteen

absorption of the wound

a

write prescription for you. Have someone prepare the medicine according to the instructions and

nodded. “Why was he still gripping the knife when he

the unconscious young man had been holding onto that broken

had considered taking the knife away,

wiped his hands and gestured for Alisha to step

broken knife is equivalent

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

to consider a broken knife as his life. However, you’re no saint either. Why would you randomly save this mysterious guy?”

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“Take a guess!”

guess, why would I even ask

his leg, and

over, Finnegan answered, “I felt a connection with him, and I also detected a familiar aura

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

“No.”

lived in seclusion in the primeval forest, and

he had never encountered this cold young

the sense of familiarity arose from observing that the young man’s