A Healer’s Journey

Chapter 218

Chapter 218 Lack Of Courtesy

The next day, because he had agreed to help Jerome, Finnegan arrived at Jerome Medical Clinic early.

Not long after, five or six patients arrived.

Although Finnegan also held consultations, all the patients went to Jerome instead due to their perception of him being too young.

Finnegan felt somewhat helpless but didn’t dwell on it.

Doctors don’t recommend themselves!

If the patient doesn’t trust you, why insist?

Jerome felt even more helpless because all the patients he sent to Finnegan were rejected.

In the end, he had no choice but to continue seeing patients himself.

Approaching noon, Jerome had already seen three to four dozen patients, while Finnegan hadn’t seen a single one.

During lunch, Jerome gave a bitter smile and said, “Master, how about I take a break this afternoon and you take over seeing the patients?”

Otherwise, everyone who comes will be looking for me. Once the clinic reopens, I will still be the one who ends up exhausted.

Finnegan chuckled. “Mr. Magnussen, this just shows that the patient trusts you. It’s a good thing. As for me, it depends on who is destined to cross paths with me; otherwise-”

“Doctor!”

As they were speaking, a middle-aged woman rushed in, holding a little boy of about four or five years old. Her face was filled with anxiety.

Yuliana went up and asked, “What’s wrong?”

“I have no idea! I had just finished cooking and went to call my son for dinner, only to find him lying on the ground, completely unresponsive no matter how much I called him. Doctor, please save my son. If anything goes wrong, my husband will divorce me!”

A few patients, as well as passersby from outside the clinic, gathered around out of curiosity.

Jerome stood up. “Put the child down first.”

The middle-aged woman quickly put her child down. “Dr. Magnussen, you are one of the top ten miracle doctors. You must save my son!”

“Let me take a look first, then we’ll talk.”

Jerome started examining the child.

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But after a moment, his expression turned gloomy.

stressed out,

way. My son is only four

burst into tears, kneeling before Jerome.

his hand, pleading desperately, “Dr. Magnussen, he can’t die.

a doctor, not a deity. I would save him if I could, but your

can truly bring back the dead to

present heaved a sigh.

the life of a four-year-old child

fingers at the middle-aged woman. “What kind of mother are you?

if the treatment hadn’t been delayed, the child might not have

her, the middle-aged woman burst

she noticed Finnegan standing nearby, flipping the child’s

son, or perhaps she was deeply saddened. She slapped away Finnegan’s hand. “What are you doing? My son is already dead. Are

a doctor from our

emotions of middle-aged

not displeased at all. “It’s okay. Let’s save this child

saved?” Jerome asked in surprise.

grabbed Finnegan’s hand. “Young man, what did you say? Can my child still be

their gaze toward

handsome youthful appearance, they all quietly

to see such a young

gives her hope but can’t deliver, it

what she

to blame themselves when they are wrong, but instead, they tend

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onto others,

cure him. Just give me a minute.”

a big

than Millicent, accompanied by the Zimmerman siblings,

had secretly contacted Bernice last night behind Bruce’s back but was firmly rejected by her.

got, so she went behind Bruce’s back and came to find Finnegan.

she

Upon hearing what

Finnegan was

couldn’t help but scoff.

didn’t pay

step aside. Otherwise, there will be no hope of saving him.”

Finnegan just

elders?

know how to respect your And if the boy is already

was so deep-rooted that she filled in the blanks

his head around, his gaze icy cold. “Say one more

“You…”

treated in such a

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