Chapter 2
Meanwhile, in Xendale, one of the richest neighborhoods in Jadeborough, a schr in his sixties
walked out of a room. “What’s the result, Dr. Cooper?” Bernice’s parents asked anxiously. With a
puzzled look, Alexander Cooper replied, “Ms. Zimmerman’s bodily functions are all normal. It’s as if
she’s sleeping, but we can’t pinpoint the cause of her illness. It’s really strange.” Upon hearing that
there were no results, Bernice’s mother, Jennifer Chance, felt her vision turn dark. Fortunately,
Bernice’s father, Patrick Zimmerman, managed to steady her in time. “Isn’t there anyone else who can
find out what’s wrong with Bernice?” Despite spending a significant amount of money to hire the best
doctors and even resorting to hiring a shaman, none of them could determine the cause of Bernice’s
unconsciousness, let alone wake her up. “Even I can’t seem to find a logical exnation, and I doubt
anyone else will have a different answer. At this point, all we can do is hope for a miracle,” Alexander
Cooper said, shaking his head. Right then, a housekeeper came in and announced, “Mr. Zimmerman,
Mrs. Zimmerman, there’s a young man named Finnegan Larkin outside iming that he can cure Ms.
Zimmerman.” Patrick, who was exasperated, waved his hands and said, “Tell him to leave! Even a
medical expert like Dr. Cooper can’t do anything about it. What can a young man like him do? I think
he’s only here to try his luck, but Bernie is not going to be hisb rat!” “Wait a minute!” Jennifer stopped
the housekeeper. “Darling, since he’s already here, maybe he does have a way.” Patrick knew that
Jennifer wouldn’t give up on even a glimmer of hope to save Bernice. Hesitantly, he nodded and asked
the housekeeper to lead Finnegan into the house. Shortly after, Finnegan came into the living room. A
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cold glint fleeted across Patrick’s eyes when he saw Finnegan. Simrly, Jennifer couldn’t help but feel
disappointed. Finnegan appeared too young, with fair and delicate features that gave the impression of
a celebrity rather than a skilled doctor. Patrick and Jennifer found it difficult to ce their trust in him or
believe he was trulypetent. Patrick had already a*sumed that Finnegan was ipetent. He
looked away and summoned the housekeeper. “Give this kid five thousand and send him off.” Jennifer
didn’t stop him this time, for she was of the same mind and doubted Finnegan’s capabilities. Finnegan,
who was just about to introduce himself, was stunned. “What do you mean by that? I’m a doctor! I’m
here to treat Ms. Zimmerman!” Do they take me for a beggar they can get rid of with five thousand?
Patrick held back his urge to berate Finnegan for being a quack and instead said, “No need for that.
Take the five thousand aspensation for your troubles and leave.” Finnegan finally realized that
Patrick didn’t trust him. ording to his ten non-treatment rules, he wouldn’t treat disbelievers, so he
should have turned around to leave right then. However, Finnegan suppressed his annoyance, knowing
how grateful and kind Bernice was. “Mr. Zimmerman, you may think less of me because of my youth,
but I can really wake Ms. Zimmerman up.” Patrick’s face darkened at Finnegan’s insolence. “Really?
You are quite confident, aren’t you? he challenged. “Sure, I’m fairly confident that I can wake her up.”
Finnegan replied. As a matter of fact, Finnegan was a hundred percent certain that he could cure
Bernice. The Primordial Pharmacopoeia that he had inherited from his master contained legendary
medical techniques. He had only said he was fairly certain to be humble. Alexander snorted in derision.
“Don’t get so cocky, young man!” Despite Alexander’s impressive credentials as the director of General
Hospital in Jadeborough, the president of Jadeborough Medical Association, and a member of Loang
Medical Council, he still could not determine the cause of Bernice’s condition. Finnegan’s promation
was essentially a p across Alexander’s face. Patrick thought Finnegan was being too arrogant. He
said in a low voice, “He’s the director of General Hospital, Alexander Cooper. Are you iming that
you’re more capable than Dr. Cooper?” Finnegan hadn’t thought that Patrick would judge a book by its
cover and look down on him. He resisted the temptation to leave and said, “In medicine, it’s the ability
that counts, not age. Is there a problem with me being more capable than him?” Alexander’s interest
was piqued by Finnegan’s confidence. “Who did you learn from? Where did you graduate?” “An old
traditional medicine practitioner. I never attended medical school,” Finnegan replied inly. “What?!
Are you kidding me?” Given Finnegan’s young age andck of formal medical training, Alexander, who
had dedicated decades of his life to the practice of medicine, was skeptical of him. He saw Finnegan as
an impostor who took patients’ lives lightly. Turning to Patrick, he said, “Mr. Zimmerman, I’m positive
that he knows nothing. Please ask him to leave!” Patrick was seething when he saw how annoyed
Alexander was. “Please leave.” Two b*dyguards slowly approached Finnegan in tacit understanding.
Finnegan knew they wouldn’t believe him if he didn’t prove himself. He shifted his gaze to Alexander
and retorted, “You can’t even cure the headache you’ve had for years. Who are you to judge my
medical expertise?” He then looked at Patrick. “And you, as the chairman of Firebird Group, do you
always make judgments based on appearance?” At that moment, he exuded an intangible sense of
oppression, as if he was a different person. Alexander paled. “How did you know about my headache?”
He had never told anyone about that. Likewise, Patrick and Jennifer were shocked. They signaled the
b*dyguards to back down. “Come. I can cure your headache.” Finnegan was not in the mood to yak
with him. “Can you really cure it?” “Cut the crap!” Alexander’s l*ps twitched slightly. He stepped forward
to try his luck. “If you can really cure my headache, then I’ll believe you can cure Ms. Zimmerman.”
Finnegan swiftly turned his palm and retrieved a set of gold needles. In a sh, he inserted seven
needles into various spots on Alexander’s head. Alexander was taken aback by Finnegan’s speed.
Administering acupuncture on the head should be done meticulously. He had never seen anyone do it
in such a reckless manner. However, before he could wrap his head around what Finnegan was doing,
thetter had already retrieved his gold needles and dered, “All done!” The whole treatmentsted
less than twenty seconds. Alexander still held reservations about the young man. However, he soon
realized that his mild headache had disappeared, and he felt rxed like never before. Overjoyed,
Alexander eximed, “It’s really cured! The headache that’s been guing me for decades is finally
gone!” Finnegan turned around and looked at Patrick coolly. “Are you going to continue questioning
me?” Patrick’s attitude took a one-eighty when he saw that even Alexander had to rely on the young
man to cure his headache. “I’ll have to trouble you, then.” Finnegan snickered. “I volunteered to treat
your daughter, but you didn’t even show me basic respect. Instead, you looked down on me and gave
me a hard time. Now, you expect me to help you? Do you really think I’m just here to be nice?”
Finnegan was known as the Mischievous Doctor. He was not only famed for his ten non-treatment rules
but also for his way of doing things. Since Patrick had the audacity to disparage him, he would have to
pay the price for his demeaning manners. Patrick’s face was drained of colors as he asked, “What do I
have to do for you to treat my daughter?” “Please forgive us for our behavior earlier,” Jennifer said, her
eyes turning red. “If you can wake our daughter, we will agree to any demand you have.” Finnegan
didn’t want to leave without treating Bernice, as it was his purpose for heading to the Zimmerman
residence in the first ce. “Never take medical practitioners lightly! I’ll treat Ms. Zimmerman on one
condition: kneel and apologize to me!”