A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana) Novel

Chapter 47

Chapter 47 Is That So Difficult To Attain

The next morning, Finnegan received a call from Bernice asking him out for breakfast.

After washing up quickly, he left the hotel under the aggrieved gaze of Alisha, who had already

prepared breakfast, rushing to the agreed location.

It was an ordinary diner.

“Why did you ask me out?”

As soon as Finnegan had taken a seat, he tossed that question out with utter chagrin written on his

face.

Bernice was stunned for a moment, at a loss as to the man’s sudden temper.

Mulling it over for a while, she reckoned it was because of the incident last night and hastily explained,

“I know Grandpa must have said something unpleasant yesterday night since he made me leave. But

his words don’t represent my stand. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to call you after that, but Grandma

confiscated my phone right after I’d sent Grandpa back.”

At the sight of her anxiety, Finnegan could no longer keep up the act. His l*ps curved into a smile. “I’m

not angry about the incident last night, silly. It’s just that I should’ve been the one to ask you out. How

could you be the first to ask me out when you’re a princess?”

Following that, Bernice fell silent and blinked her eyes.

The instant she registered his meaning, she flushed bright red and chided softly, “Meanie! You’re

teasing me again!”

Chortling, Finnegan poured her a gla*s of milk. “That’s because I like you. Besides, you’re the only

person I tease. I don’t do so with other girls, not even giving them a second glance. Moreover, this isn’t

teasing but sweet talking.”

Whoa! He’s truly an expert at flirting, huh?

Bernice blushed even harder. She muttered with a snort, “I’m not talking to you anymore, Meanie. All

you do is pick on me.”

“That shows how much I care about you!”

Finnegan’s honeyed words had a thrill course through Bernice, but she feigned displeasure. “How glib!

Don’t think I’m going to accept you just because of this. I’m exceedingly difficult to pursue.”

Grinning, Finnegan a*serted, “It’s okay. You’ve already taken the first step, so I’ll finish the

remaining ninety-nine steps, even if it means crawling all the way to you. I’ll hold your hand until the

end of time!”

Bernice never expected him to be able to tease her every other sentence, and her face flamed even

hotter.

She hurriedly changed the subject so as to avoid making a fool of herself later out of embarra*sment.

“Let’s not talk about that anymore. Hurry up and eat. Then, we’ll go to Jerome Medical Clinic for a look.

Mr. Magnussen has straightened up the place and is waiting for you to decide on a date to open its

doors for business.”

If she had not mentioned that, Finnegan would have really forgotten all about it.

“I might not have time to go over in the morning. I’ve got to make a trip to the Haimowitz residence to

treat Old Mr. Haimowitz since they called last night,” he admitted.

Back at Jerome Medical Clinic, Bernice had known that he planned to treat Winston.

But upon recalling his request, she asked, “Are you really going to demand a hundred million from the

Haimowitz family?”

“Is there a problem with that?”

Seeing his nonchalance, Bernice was torn between laughter and exasperation. “Even the head of the

top ten doctors in Loang, the president of Loang Medical Council, Darius Hicks, wouldn’t dare ask for a

hundred million, Meanie. I think it’s too much!”

Conversely, Finnegan curled his l*ps and countered, “It might be too much for others, but that has

nothing to do with me. Besides, the minimum fee for any rich person seeking treatment from me starts

from a hundred million, and it even depends on my mood. That aside, the patriarch of the Haimowitz Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

family himself contacted me. That means they accepted my terms. What’s there to fear?”

“But… Oh well, never mind. I’ll go with you. Then, we’ll go to Jerome Medical Clinic together.”

Subsequently, Finnegan brought Bernice, who feared that he would offend the Haimowitz. family, to the

Haimowitz residence.

By then, Winston was already waiting at the mansion gates with his eldest son, Cadmus Haimowitz,

second son, Benjamin Haimowitz, eldest grandson, Felix Haimowitz, and eldest granddaughter, Wynter

Haimowitz.

When Bernice saw such a grand welcome, surprise showed on her face.

Whoa! Even if the mayor of Jadeborough were to pay the Haimowitz family a visit, they likely wouldn’t

all be here to greet him, no?

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“Mr. Larkin, Ms. Zimmerman.”

The moment they alighted from the car, Winston immediately stepped forward with his family and

greeted them.

Finnegan merely grunted placidly in acknowledgment. On the contrary, Bernice responded courteously,

“Old Mr. Haimowitz!”

Winston inclined his head a fraction before ushering the pair into the mansion alongside his family.

While doing so, he apologized, “I’m really sorry about the incident during the engagement party

yesterday, Mr. Larkin. My nephew and his family were truly hopeless to have slighted you and your

parents. I’ve already taught them a lesson and told them to be more perceptive to avoid being duped

again. If you’re still unsatisfied, I’ll dismiss them from the company.”

Surprise flooded Bernice, for Winston’s attitude toward Finnegan was simply mind-boggling.

It was not just him either. The look in the eyes of the rest of the Haimowitz family was similarly very

much polite and even respectful as they regarded Finnegan.

Hmm? Is there something else about him that I’m unaware of?

Still as calm as ever, Finnegan replied, “I’ve heard about everything that went down after I was taken

away yesterday, Old Mr. Haimowitz. You’ve already done enough. As such, there’s no need to mention

it anymore. Right now, let’s find a room for me to treat you. I still have something to do later.”

Pausing briefly, he glanced back over his shoulder. “Ms. Haimowitz, please bring Ms. Zimmerman

around first, lest she gets bored.”

There were some things he still did not want Bernice to know as he wanted their relationship. to be

simpler in nature.

Since he had said that much, Wynter walked over. “Let’s go to my room, Ms. Zimmerman.”

Bernice actually wanted to tag along, but she had no way of declining the invitation then. Speechlessly

shooting Finnegan a glare, she left with Wynter.

In no time, a room was arranged for the treatment session. Only Winston, his two sons, and his

grandson remained in the room.

Winston started, “Mr. Larkin, I’ve been to many doctors, and they all said that my condition is a natural

progression of life. In other words, my end is near. Hence, don’t put too much. pressure on yourself.

After all, everyone dies eventually. No one can escape that fate.”

But of course, he still wanted to live two more years if possible.

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His two sons’ capabilities were limited, and his eldest grandson, Felix, was still young. Thus, the

Haimowitz family still needed him at the helm.

In the face of all that, Finnegan merely asked, “Have you prepared a hundred million?”

“We’ve already prepared the money as per your request, Mr. Larkin,” Cadmus answered at

the side.

Hearing that, Finnegan declared, “Indeed, Old Mr. Haimowitz is nearing the end of his life. Under

normal circumstances, he would pa*s away peacefully within three months. But seeing that you’ve

already prepared a hundred million, I can extend his lifespan by another ten

years.”

The signs Winston was exhibiting were exactly the same as Howard’s, but the former’s condition was

far better.

Furthermore, he was in relatively good health. For that reason, a single session of treatment sufficed to

activate his latent vitality and extend his lifespan by another ten years.

When the members of the Haimowitz family heard that blithe statement, they were all shocked.

Winston’s second son, Benjamin, could not resist querying, “Are you serious, Mr. Larkin? My father can

still live for ten years?”

They had sought out plenty of renowned doctors, and two among the line-up were even among the top

ten doctors in Loang. Yet, none could do anything about Winston’s condition.

“Is that so difficult to attain?” Finnegan questioned in return.

Coupled with some of my pills, it’d even be a piece of cake for me to extend his lifespan by another

twenty

years.

Winston wore a delighted expression on his face. “Thank you in advance, then, Mr. Larkin. As long as

you can really have me live for a few more years, the Haimowitz family will definitely go all out

whenever you have need of us henceforth!”

Without further ado, Finnegan motioned for Winston to take off his shirt and lie down.

On the heels of that, he took out a set of silver needles. At lightning speed, he stopped the drain of the

latter’s vitality before activating his b*dy’s potential, as he did with Howard.

With a flick of his finger, the tinkle of silver needles drifted into the air in concert.

Winston’s complexion turned ruddy, and the sense of heaviness at his chest abated distinctly. He felt as

though he was infused with energy.

All that aside, the gray hair at his temples was visibly turning black from the roots

themselves.

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The eyes of the members of the Haimowitz family went wide, and their slight skepticism carlier

morphed into shock.