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 by his

rolled heat

up, and its doors opened automatically.

in a black V-neck b*dycon dress. She looked

a person could lie

placed the young man in the car and gently set him down. “Find

further, Alisha assured, “Don’t worry, I threw them off the trail before coming here.”

Finnegan carried the young man in

quite

well as extensive bruising, Alisha couldn’t help but express her astonishment. “How

those wounds, she felt that an ordinary person would

the injuries while explaining, “The injuries look horrifying, but they haven’t actually affected his martial foundation. He managed to avoid getting hit

seemed partial. She refrained from interrupting

treatment.

injuries, Finnegan then inserted eighteen golden needles into the young

ensured better absorption of the

a

for the young man to ingest, concluding the treatment. “I’ll write prescription for you. Have

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

Finnegan brought him back, the unconscious young man had been holding onto that broken blade.

Alisha had considered taking the knife away, but she found his grip unusually

wiped his hands and gestured

broken knife

man’s subconsciousness made him

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!”

“If I could guess, why would I even

giving her a sidelong glance, Finnegan sat at the side, casually crossed his leg, and gestured for her to pour him

handed it over, Finnegan answered, “I felt a connection with him, and I also detected

taken aback. “A connection? A familiar aura? Have you met

“No.”

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

had never encountered this cold young man before.

the sense of familiarity arose from observing that the young