A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana)

Chapter 31 Opened Eyes.

A tall and burly elderly man in his seventies walked over with a smile.

It was none other than the head of the underground world of Walund’s Southern Region- Theoden

Wahlstrom.

He made his debut when he was fifteen and became a follower of Dominic Johnson. When he was in

his twenties, he was forced to return to his hometown-Bellridge-to develop because of an incident. By

the time he reached his thirties, he had conquered the underground world of five states in Southern

Region.

Three years ago, he was poisoned with a deadly poison, and Finnegan cured him.

Finnegan’s gaze darted from the glowering Alisha to Theoden, who walked over with all smiles.

Finnegan asked, “Hey, I was sure… How is it you only have a few months left to live?”

Upon closer inspection, Finnegan realized Theoden was surrounded by a dark aura, despite being

energetic. It was a sign the latter was dying soon.

Although ancient medical practices focused on the skills of observation, listening, questioning, and

feeling, observing the patient’s facial features was a compulsory course. And with the legendary

techniques of Primordial Pharmacopoeia given by his mentor, Finnegan could instantly tell Theoden

was surrounded by a death aura.

The smile on Theoden’s face was stiff. “Dr. Larkin, I admit I’ve sent Alisha to trick you before, but you

mustn’t joke about this.”

If someone else had said the same thing. Theoden would have lost his temper. Since Finnegan was

the one who said it, the former felt uneasy.

Alisha chimed in, “Mr. Larkin, please don’t frighten my grandpa.”

“I’m not joking. Originally, your grandpa is able to live until he’s ninety years old, but now he only has

three to five months left to live,” Finnegan said grimly.

Realizing Finnegan was not joking, Alisha asked nervously, “Grandpa, do you feel uncomfortable?”

Theoden thought carefully and said, “I’ve been feeling great ever since Dr. Larkin treated met three

years ago. I don’t even have any minor illnesses. Dr. Larkin, is there really something wrong with me?”

“Come here.”

At that, Theoden moved closer to Finnegan, feeling uneasy.

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Finnegan channeled his spiritual energy to his eyes, which made his eyesight ten times

stronger

He stared at Theoden for some time. The Wahlstrom duo’s anxiousness was amplified when Finnegan

explained grimly. “It’s the bad aura around you that’s reducing your lifespan. I need you to bring me to

your room.”

Softly, Alisha asked, “But Mr. Larkin, aren’t you a doctor?”

“Ancient practices are too complicated to explain in just a few sentences. Bring me to his

room first.”

Theoden knew Finnegan was not joking. Hence, the former told Alisha to bring Finnegan to

his room.

Theoden’s room was about two thousand square feet. It had a bedroom, a study, and at hundred-

square-meter lounge. The interior design was vintage. The pieces of furniture were expensive and

made of real wood.

Upon entering the room, Finnegan saw a shrine placed against the wall at the front of the lounge. It had

a bronze statue of Hermes, and it exuded a formidable aura.

“Where did this statue of Hermes come from?” asked Finnegan with narrowed eyes.

Theoden answered, “It was Seth Zymons of Gablurg who gave it to me a while ago. He said it’s a relic

from seven hundred years ago. Could it be fake?”

Finnegan simply approached the shrine and eyed it for a while. It made both Theoden and Alisha feel

even more nervous. “It’s indeed a relic, but it’s not just seven hundred years old. It’s probably around a

thousand years old. Why did you place it in your room, though? Didn’t, you know?”

Dumbfounded, Theoden informed, “It’s rather common for people like us to worship Hermes. Is there a

problem?”

“Of course not. It’s just that his eyes are opened”

Alisha asked in confusion, “Mr. Larkin, could you explain a bit more?”

Realizing the duo was truly clueless, Finnegan answered, “Hermes has a strong murderous aura. It

brings luck when his eyes are closed, but kills when they’re opened. Every time Old Mr. Wahlstrom

worships Hermes, you’ll suffer an invisible attack. Eventually, you’ll die mysteriously.”

He then pointed at the statue, adding, “You can take a look if you don’t believe me. Do you see any

kindness in his eyes?”

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Immediately, the Wahlstrom duo examined the statue’s eyes. Sure enough, they were filled with

viciousness.

Theoden believed Finnegan’s words instantly. He asked the latter ruefully, “Does that mean I’ll only

have a few months left to live?”

“Please save my grandpa, Mr. Larkin.”

Finnegan assured, “Don’t worry. Now that I’ve discovered this, I won’t let him die. Don’t worship this

statue anymore. Get someone to burn this at a church. I was just wondering… How is it you made such

a mistake when this information is recorded in common legends?”

Theoden lowered his gaze at Finnegan’s words. “It’s a little complicated.”

Finnegan had a rough idea when he remembered the statue was gifted by Seth, the underground

leader of Gablurg.

Not wanting to get involved in the underground world, Finnegan instructed, “Get rid of this statue first.

After that, I’ll use acupuncture to strengthen and recover your energy. I’ll also readjust the layout in

your room to help get rid of the bad energy in your room. There shouldn’t be a problem after that.”

“Thank you for saving me once again, Dr. Larkin. I’ll do everything I can to help you if there’s anything

you need in the future.”

It was already late at night when Finnegan returned to his room after being treated warmly by Theoden.

It was not until he took out his phone that he realized it was out of battery. He quickly charged it.

Immediately, dozens of messages flooded in. Five of them were notifications of Bernice’s missed call.

Bernice texted: Have you arrived at Bellridge? What are you doing there?

Bernice: Are you busy?

Bernice: Finnegan, are you giving up on pursuing me? Why are you ignoring me when you haven’t

succeeded?

Bernice: Meanie, why is your phone off? Did something happen? Call me back as soon as you turn it

on.

Finnegan curled his lips into a smile after reading all the texts. “Is this how a woman behaves when

she’s about to fall in love?”

He gave Bernice a video call, which connected instantly. As soon as the video appeared on the screen,

Bernice suddenly shrieked. “I forgot! lold on!”

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With that, she hung up.

However, Finnegan had seen everything, and he gulped. “Why is she using her phone when she’s

taking a shower? Did she want me to see her naked?”

About ten minutes later, Bernice texted instead of calling back. It read: Meanie, did you do it on

purpose?

Finnegan chuckled and texted: How am I supposed to know you’re showering? Anyway, you’ve got a

great figure. How did I not notice that before? When can I touch it?

“Meanic. I’m not talking to you anymore. Goodnight,” said Bernice in the voice note. She sounded shy.

Finnegan looked at the time and realized it was late. He sent her a “goodnight” before putting his phone

aside to take a shower.

Alas, he did not know Bernice was gripping the phone and scolding, “He’s a bad person. How could he

not tell I actually wanted him to coax me?” She was so mad that she trusted her legs. on the bed,

thinking Finnegan was too dense.

“Bernice, what are you doing?”

Just then, Jennifer entered and saw her reserved daughter kicking the bed like a little girl.

Blushing, Bernice hurriedly sat up and said, “Why didn’t you knock before entering, Mom?”

Jennifer approached and sat beside her with a smile. “Since when do I ever knock? You never asked

me to knock in the past, anyway. Are you hiding a secret from me?”

Bernice panicked. “No.”

“Look at you, saying no when it’s written all over her face. Have you started dating Finnegan already?”

As Bernice was afraid that Jennifer might oppose the idea, she quickly explained, “Mom, we’re not

officially together yet. But Finnegan-

Bernice’s nervousness made Jennifer smile. She cut the former off, “I’m not against it. We’ll support

you as long as you like him.”

That touched Bernice, and she hugged Jennifer, “You’re the best, Mom!”

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