A Healer’s Journey

Meanwhile, at Romona’s residence in Jadeborough, the four Quickwood family guards pleaded anxiously, “Mr. Larkin, you must save Ms. Quickwood!”

Finnegan carried Romona upstairs. “She’ll be fine. Just make sure no one disturbs me.”

Upon arriving in Romona’s room. Finnegan pulled over a white sheet, spread it on the bed, and then gently laid Romona down.

“The situation is unique. My apologies if I’ve offended you!” Finnegan pulled open the bedside drawer and found a pair of scissors. He began to cut open Romona’s clothes from the collar, then cut her pants from the waist to prevent the dried blood from sticking to her body.

Additionally, she had quite a few fragments from the explosion in her body, all of which needed to be removed.

Romona was still somewhat conscious, but she couldn’t speak.

The only choice was to close her eyes and let Finnegan take control.

Soon, all of Romona’s clothes were removed, revealing her blood-stained body. It looked as if a perfect piece of art had been damaged.

There was no hint of mischief in Finnegan’s eyes. He swiftly took out eighteen golden needles and applied. them, first aiding Romona in stopping the bleeding and conveniently blocking her pain receptors.

Having completed this step, Finnegan placed his hand on the piece of wood embedded in her left chest and swiftly pulled it out.

Blood gushed out, then quickly stopped.

Tossing the chunk of wood to the ground, Finnegan cleared the remaining splinters from the wound. He then proceeded to clean up all the other fragments from the explosion, amounting to over thirty places in total.

At this moment, Romona’s consciousness began to blur, feeling drowsy.

Finnegan furrowed his brows. “It seems we have no other choice!”

He opened his right hand, placing his palm on Romona’s chest. As he circulated the positive energy from his elixir field, he transferred it entirely into Romona’s body.

Due to Romona’s severe injuries, not only was there a fatal wound in her chest and dozens of other injuries, but her internal organs were also severely damaged and ruptured.

treatment methods would have minimal effect or might even have no effect at

vibrant vitality of the positive energy flowed into Romona’s body, her internal organs began to heal. The dozens of wounds on her body were also

suddenly felt a surge of energy. A hint of color returned to her eyes, and her pale complexion gradually began to flush could say that apart from a slight feeling of weakness due to

her body, Finnegan began to

fell headlong onto Romona, his face buried in her chest.

widened in shock, still wondering how Finnegan managed to

the next moment, she let out a scream, desperately pushing Finnegan away. “You jerk! I’m not your mother. What are

straightened up and took a few steps

swiftly sat up, pulling the

Did

did I just feel dizzy, cold all over, and physically weak?

only to discover that as the positive energy was depleted, the negative energy began to stir restlessly, showing signs of spiraling out of control and

seems that after absorbing the negative and positive energies, I must maintain balance.

that Finnegan remained silent, Romona was so annoyed that she grabbed a pillow and threw it at him. “You jerk! Speak up! Did you do

by the blast wave. Now, I’ve used up my vital energy to heal you. Isn’t

a bit pale, Romona half-believed him. “Are you sure you

swear I didn’t do that on purpose…”

hearing that, Romona

had just happened, she felt incredibly shy. “So, how are you feeling now? And how did I

was only slightly injured. It’s not a big deal. As for how you recovered so quickly, you wouldn’t understand even

that, Finnegan opened the door and left to avoid Romona’s further questioning.

you’ve seen my body, and

come downstairs, Nathan, who had just arrived, quickly asked, “Finnegan, how

fine. She’ll be down in

the heart might have been injured? At least twenty wounds all over the body? Could the heart and lungs have possibly been damaged by the

were also stunned at this moment. “Mr. Larkin, you’re not

“Do you really think I’m in the mood

four Quickwood family guards breathed

relief.