A Healer’s Journey

Upon returning to Dragon Bay, to alleviate Bernice’s worries, Finnegan took Doom Star and Duncan to Mandy first to treat their
injuries.
Also, Finnegan took a bath and changed his clothes.
Upon sitting down to rest, he surprisingly found a trace of the depleted positive energy in his elixir field had actually recovered.
This left Finnegan, who was just thinking about how to find Cameron to eliminate future troubles, momentarily stunned. When did
I recover?
He was certain that he had used up all his positive energy when treating Romona, and not a single bit was left.
Hence, he feared that the lack of positive energy would cause the negative energy to spiral out of control and backlash against
him.
However, his positive energy had returned by a bit.
How did I recover? Finnegan closed his eyes, carefully recalling every detail from the moment he left Romona’s place up until
then. After leaving Romona’s place, I got into Alisha’s car without any unusual occurrences. The first thing I did upon arriving at
Mandy’s was to treat Doom Star and Duncan. After finishing, I took a bath, and that brings us to now. Could it be?
At this thought, Finnegan’s eyes snapped open, a sharp glint flashing across them. “Can healing people restore positive
energy?”
The idea took root, and Finnegan found it increasingly hard to contain his excitement.
Just as Mandy came in with coffee, Finnegan said, “Go, ask if any of your housekeepers or bodyguards are feeling unwell. If
there are any, let them come over. I will treat them!”
Mandy asked in surprise, “What’s wrong with you?”
The Langdon family had recently received a warning from the Wright family. There was a relentless assassin targeting Finnegan
in the shadows, advising them all to be cautious.
She was still thinking about asking Finnegan for more details and taking the opportunity to comfort him so he wouldn’t feel down.

Yet, at that moment, Finnegan seemed as if nothing had happened, even appearing a bit excited. This couldn’t help but pique
Mandy’s curiosity.
Finnegan couldn’t be bothered to explain, so he said, “Just go if I tell you to. Why all the unnecessary chatter?”
Her red lips slightly moved.
With a sigh of melancholy, Mandy put down the coffee and withdrew, much like a disgruntled wife.
Before long, she walked in with four people, and there were three housekeepers and a bodyguard.
“They’ve been feeling a bit under the weather lately.”
Finnegan nodded and looked at the four of them, immediately identifying their issues with just one glance.
The bodyguard’s hand had been broken before, and recently, after pulling a muscle, he couldn’t even lift his arm.
The three housekeepers had common gynecological diseases.
“Come here first. Let me take a look at your hand,” Finnegan said.
The bodyguard stepped forward and sat down.
After he rolled up his sleeves, Finnegan said, “Your hand was slightly misaligned when it was initially treated, which is why it gets
strained whenever you make a large movement. I’m going to re-break it and set it correctly for you now, so it won’t recur in the
future. Can you bear it?”
The bodyguard nodded solemnly. “Yes!”
With a fierce tug from Finnegan, the bodyguard’s right arm was abruptly broken with a crack.
Caught off guard, the bodyguard let out a cry of pain, instantly breaking into a cold sweat.
Finnegan swiftly followed up with a twist and a catch, and one could faintly hear the sound of bones aligning. “All done.”
The bodyguard tried to lift his arm, discovering not only that he could move it but also that he felt no pain at all. He immediately
stood up and said, “Thank you, Mr. Larkin!”
Finnegan waved his hand. “Next.”

The three housekeepers all had common issues, yet they were obstinate gynecological diseases that were difficult to eradicate.
But for Finnegan, these were all minor issues that he could easily handle.
So, in less than five minutes, he used acupuncture to alleviate the ailments of the three individuals. Then, according to their
individual physical conditions, he prescribed them medicine. “Three times a day, for three consecutive days. You’ll be completely
cured!”
“Thank you, Mr. Larkin. Thank you, Mr. Larkin.”
Finnegan simply wanted to confirm his recent speculation, so he courteously let them leave first.
Mandy, who had been standing by the side, asked, “What’s wrong with you today?”
Mandy understood Finnegan’s way of doing things as Mischievous Doctor. He wouldn’t treat others without a reason to do so.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t have had to kneel for an entire day and night when she first went to him to seek medical help.
Finnegan didn’t respond. Instead, he closed his eyes and introspected his elixir field.
There and then, he noticed that his positive energy had increased a bit more.
Although not obvious, it was a genuine growth.
Immediately, Finnegan became excited. “So that’s how it is!”
Healing people indeed could help him restore his positive energy.
Moreover, the more severe the condition of the person being treated, the greater the restoration of his positive energy would be.
If I were to treat a few cancer patients, would I recover completely? What is the method to replenish the negative energy once it
has been used? Could it be murder? The thought made Finnegan’s eyebrows twitch
uncontrollably, feeling that it could indeed be a possibility. The positive energy embodies vibrant vitality, while the negative
energy encapsulates the essence of dark and sinister forces. The two are completely opposite, so it’s possible that the ways of
recovery could also be the opposite.
Mandy was startled by Finnegan’s sudden reactions. “Finnegan, what’s wrong with you?”

Finnegan also realized that he had lost his composure earlier.
Clearing his throat, he stood up and said, “It’s nothing serious. I was just feeling a bit troubled. Treating a few patients will help
me adjust my mindset.”
To avoid further questioning from Mandy, Finnegan waved his hand. “I haven’t had lunch yet. Go get me something to eat first.”
Casting a doubtful glance at Finnegan, Mandy nodded and left the room.
After she left, Finnegan dialed Reynard’s number.
Although finding a way to restore his positive energy was a pleasant surprise, dealing with Cameron was the pressing matter at
hand.
Otherwise, no one would know when that guy with no boundaries might pop up and stir up trouble again.
The call was quickly answered, and Reynard’s voice came through. “I was planning to call you once I had confirmation. Seems
like you couldn’t wait.”
“Confirmation? I almost died again today!”
Reynard, already informed by Phoenix Team about what had happened, chuckled and said, “Well, aren’t you still alive?”
This statement sounded like someone was taking pleasure in his misfortune. Finnegan was so angry that he cursed out loud,
“D*mn it! Are you trying to make me fly over to Durbaine just to give you a beating?”
“Calm down! Calm down!” Although he was among the top five in Loang’s Military Department, Reynard knew that Finnegan
would dare to hit him, causing his tone to shift immediately.
Finnegan asked, “What did you find out? Who is the sniper? Where is he?”
Reynard replied, “Based on the photo you sent, Phoenix Team has identified the person, but it’s likely not the one you’re looking
for. The person in the photo is in Strasson and is just an assembly worker!”
Not long ago, Cameron had set up a bomb in Jadeborough to trap Finnegan, so naturally, he coul returned to Strasson, a
thousand miles away, in such a short time.

Finnegan couldn’t help but sit up straighter. “Are you sure?”
“I’m one hundred percent certain. The person we’ve identified is not the one you’re looking for. So, I thought I’d double-check
before giving you a call!”
Finnegan knew that Reynard would not joke about such matters with him.
Finnegan pinched the bridge of his nose and asked, “So you’re saying it’s just someone who looks similar, and we still have no
leads on the real killer?”
Reynard answered meaningfully, “It’s not that we don’t have any clues. We just need a bit more time to confirm them.”
A thought crossed Finnegan’s mind, and he asked, “Confirm what?”
“It’s not certain yet, but I’ll definitely have news for you by this evening!”
“All right. I’ll wait for your news then.”