Chapter 20
Chapter 20 Let Him Recover On His Own
“You imed you are able to extract the shrapnel, but now you are refusing to perform brain. surgery
on Mr. Miles. Are you attempting to deceive them?” Oliver demanded excitedly as though he had gotten
something on Finnegan.
Alexander frowned as it urred to him that Oliver was being too petty.
Alisha had been silent the entire while, and she finally spoke up. Her voice was frosty as she asked,
“Professor Faike, Mr. and Mrs. Miles didn’t question him. Who are you to speak. your mind?”
Oliver was just about to adopt an arrogant and patronizing tone with Alisha, but the second he spun
around and looked at her, he realized who she was.
His face turned pale as he greeted in a trembling voice, “Ms. Wahlstrom.”
He dared not offend the granddaughter of the honcho of Walund’s underground circles.
Alisha gave him a threatening re before turning to Finnegan. “Mr. Larkin, please start.”
Finnegan nodded and went to stand beside Gilbert.
“I’ll need a shaver and scalpel.”
Oliver was just about to voice his query about why Finnegan had altered his stance on performing a
surgical procedure when Alisha directed a pointed look in his direction. He quickly averted his gaze, not
daring to speak a single word.
The Miles family made sure they gather all the necessary medical equipment so that Gilbert. would be
able to receive the treatment he needed in a timely manner. Soon, Finnegan received a shaver and
scalpel as requested.
Using the shaver, Finnegan shaved off some of Gilbert’s hair so part of his scalp was visible.
He then retrieved the gold needles.
Alexander wasn’t at all surprised as he had seen the gold needles previously when Finnegan cured his
headache. However, the other specialists could barely hide their surprise.
Ordinary people would find it difficult to use gold needles because they are much softer than the silver
needles that were generally used.
Finnegan looked young, so they doubted if he could use them well.
Ignoring others, Finnegan grabbed eighteen gold needles and jabbed them all within three
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seconds.
Alexander wasn’t present when Finnegan treated Bernice previously, so he was naturally stunned at
the sight. “Fateful Eighteen Needles! This is the Fateful Eighteen Needles. method!”
“Yes, this is the Fateful Eighteen Needles method indeed,” another specialist agreed. “Young man,
where did you learn this method? Fateful Eighteen Needles is only documented in various medical
books as it is an ancient and lost technique, right?”
Finnegan had devoted all his attention to the treatment until he was unable to respond to the inquiry
posed to him by the specialist.
After administering the needles, he grabbed the scalpel and made a five-millimeter cut on Gilbert’s
forehead. Blood immediately trickled out of the wound.
He then ced his hand on the top of Gilbert’s head, slowly channeling and focusing his spiritual
energy. A Condensed Energy de began to form and trickle into the wound.
Alexander held his breath as he grew increasingly excited.
Two specialists widened their eyes, gazing at Finnegan intently. One of them gave Alexander a soft
push. “Dr. Cooper, I saw some white strands earlier. Is he using the Condensed Energy de? Isn’t
that just a legend?”
Hearing that, Kathleen subconsciously took a step forward.
Alexander lowered his voice and replied, “To us, Condensed Energy de is just a legend. It is
believed to have existed in ancient times, but the harsh learning conditions and the emergence of
modern medicine caused it to gradually fade away with time. I had no idea I’d be seeing it today.
Perhaps Mr. Larkin is really capable of treating Mr. Miles.”
Initially, Kathleen still had doubts about Finnegan’s capabilities, but after hearing Alexander’s words,
she started to have confidence in him.
Alisha gazed at Finnegan in surprise. So Grandpa didn’t lie to me? Mr. Larkin is really a miracle doctor,
huh?
Oliver felt a wave of anxiousness wash over him that his hands became slick with sweat.
Around ten minutester, Finnegan moved his right hand. He then spread his palm out to reveal a
small object covered with a sticky substance.
Alexander quickly asked, “Mr. Larkin, did you just use Fateful Eighteen Needles and Condensed
Energy de to remove an object without having to conduct surgery?”
“You’re quite smart.” Finnegan gave a nod and handed the object to Alexander. “Oliver is
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Oliver regained hisposure and gazed at the object nervously.
Alexander’s expression grew grim as he got a cloth to wipe off the sticky substance.
Indeed, it was a shard of metal that had been heavily corroded and discolored over time.
Immediately, he dered, “Professor Faike, you are hereby dismissed from General Hospital with
immediate effect. Furthermore, the Jazona Medical Association will be removing your name from their
registry, so you will no longer be a doctor. Your refusal to consider others’ views and your
overwhelming sense of pride proved that you are unfit to practice medicine.”
“Dr. Cooper, I was wrong. Please forgive me for this once. Young man, I apologize. Please ask. Dr.
Cooper to not remove my name!” Oliver begged.
Finnegan’s performance didn’t escape everyone’s eyes, so no one sympathized with him. Kathleen
ordered the b*dyguards toe and drag him out so he wouldn’t interfere with the following procedure
that Finnegan was about to perform.
Alexander’s admiration for Finnegan grew after witnessing him in action. “Mr. Larkin, how are you going
to treat theceration and infection?”
Kathleen was also brimming with respect for Finnegan. “Mr. Larkin, just tell me what I should do.”
“Let Mr. Miles recover on his own.”
What?
Alexander’s jaw dropped open as he nced at Gilbert’s wound. “Mr. Larkin, I don’t think thisceration
can heal on its own, right?”
He thought Finnegan didn’t want to continue the treatment. Kathleen pleaded, “Mr. Larkin, please
continue treating Gilbert. We are willing to give you any amount ofpensation you
want!”
Finnegan chuckled. “Mrs. Miles, I fear you have misinterpreted my words. What I meant to say is that I
will be formting a medication for him that will not only be effective in treating his infection but also
help him to reduce his weight and facilitate the healing of hisceration. naturally. If I were to attempt to
treat the wound by stitching it up, it would only be at temporary solution. Even if his condition were to
stabilize through this action, there is still the risk of the wound reopening. That wouldn’t solve the root
of the problem.”
Alexander was surprised. “Mr. Larkin, what medicine has the potential to produce such remarkable
results?”
“It’s an ancient prescription,” Finnegan replied curtly as he didn’t want to provide a long exnation. He
grabbed a pen and paper to write down a prescription before handing it to Kathleen. “Mrs. Miles,
prepare these herbs, and I’lle over here tomorrow to formte. the medicine. Mr. Miles will recover
Kathleen epted the prescription solemnly. “Thank you, Mr. Larkin. What about Gilbert
now?’
Finnegan swirled around and removed all the gold needles. Following that, Gilbert opened his eyes and
reached up to pat his head with his right hand instinctively. “What happened to me just now?”
Kathleen was ovee with emotion as she realized that Gilbert was able to move after regaining
consciousness. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she eximed, “Gilbert, you can
move now?”
Alexander and the rest were surprised to discover that Gilbert was no longer paralyzed.
Gilbert btedly realized he was able to move again and slowly sat up. “I can move now!” He quickly
rose to his feet and thanked Finnegan profusely. “Thank you, Mr. Larkin.”
“No problem, Mr. Miles,” Finnegan replied, giving him a brief wave. “I’m going to teach. you a breathing
exercise which you can do twice daily. This will help you get better faster when you take your
medication.”
Realization dawned on Alexander. “Ah, I understand now. That’s why you said Mr. Miles must regain
his senses before you can attend to hisceration.”