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.

from using positive energy, other treatment methods would have minimal effect or might

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

was about to succumb to drowsiness, she suddenly felt a surge of energy. A hint of color returned to her eyes, and her pale complexion gradually began to flush

transferring all his positive energy into her body, Finnegan began to feel a

unsteadily, he fell headlong onto Romona,

still wondering how

out a scream, desperately pushing Finnegan away. “You jerk! I’m not your mother.

a few steps back,

the blanket over

Did you

a bit dazed. What’s going on? Why did I just feel dizzy, cold all over, and physically weak? Could it be related to the depletion of positive energy?

field, only to discover that as the positive energy was depleted, the negative energy began to

the negative and positive energies, I must maintain balance. Otherwise, I will

she grabbed a pillow and threw it at him. “You jerk! Speak up! Did you do

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

that Finnegan’s face was a bit pale, Romona half-believed him. “Are you sure you didn’t do it on

do

that, Romona finally believed

what had just happened, she felt incredibly shy. “So, how

to refresh himself. “During the explosion, I used my vital energy to protect myself. I was only slightly injured. It’s not a big deal. As for how you recovered so quickly, you wouldn’t understand even if I explained the medical aspects. You should

door and left to avoid Romona’s further

my pole dance, you’ve seen my body,

arrived,

“She’s fine. She’ll be

that, Nathan widened his eyes and looked at the four Quickwood family guards. Didn’t they say the heart might have been injured? At least twenty wounds all over the body? Could the heart and lungs

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

said coldly, “Do you really think I’m in the mood

that Finnegan was not joking, the four Quickwood family guards

sigh of relief. “As long as she’s okay!”