The Mischievous Doctor (Finnegan and Nuthana) novel Chapter 33

“Boss, Finnegan's here!”

The second Finnegan stepped into General Hospital, Tristan's subordinates immediately received news about it and hastily reported it to their employer.

Tristan, who was speaking with Oscar in the ward, froze.

Once he came back to his senses, he leaped to his feet and said, “He's at the hospital?”

“Yes! He should be in the elevator by now.”

Tristan's heart sank. “What do we do, Mr. Goldberg?”

Oscar's senior had yet to arrive, and with how powerful Finnegan was, they might be defeated if Finnegan were to attack them right there and then.

Oscar consoled, “Don't worry, Mr. Chomsky, it's broad daylight right now, and we're in the hospital too. He won't dare to do anything he pleases.” After a pause, he speculated, “Maybe he's worried that you'll go after his parents next after demolishing his house, so he has come to beg for mercy.”

“Argh!”

Right as those words were out of Tristan's subordinate's mouth, fighting sounds and pained shouts echoed in the corridor.

Tristan tensed up and hurried out while Oscar asked Tristan's subordinate to wheel him out as well.

It was then they saw Finnegan fighting Tristan's dozens of bodyguards. Yet, those trained and well-paid bodyguards could not stop Finnegan's advancement at all as they fell one by one like domino blocks.

In no time, half of them were immobile on the ground.

Tristan narrowed his eyes. “Is that Finnegan Larkin?”

He had heard Finnegan's name five years ago. In fact, he was the one who pulled strings to get the school to kick Finnegan and Desmond out. However, it was Tristan's first time seeing Finnegan in person.

He could not imagine how the young Finnegan was capable of incapacitating Oscar.

With hatred, Oscar glared at Finnegan and hissed, “That's him!”

Finnegan swept past the Chomsky family's bodyguards easily and they fell one after another.

By the time he was a few meters away from Tristan and the others, the Chomskys' bodyguards were slumped on the ground behind him, moaning in pain.

Tristan was flabbergasted by Finnegan's power, for the bodyguards he paid a hefty sum to hire were all like paper soldiers before a road roller.

However, Tristan was still the man who had singlehandedly brought his family to its glory, so he quickly recomposed himself. “Are you Finnegan Larkin? Quite a fighter, I see. But, what a pity, connections and wealth are what make the world go round nowadays. Don't you fear bringing doom to you and your family by provoking me?”

Instead of answering Tristan, Finnegan continued to amble toward the latter.

Tristan's heart skipped a beat, and he warned, “Finnegan, I'll admit that you seem capable, but I'll warn you against being reckless. Even if you clone yourself a hundred times, you still won't be able to hold your ground against me with the kind of status I have in Jadeborough!”

Nevertheless, Finnegan continued to make his way toward Tristan.

A wave of worry hit Tristan, and he said in a louder voice, “I'm giving you a chance now, Finnegan, to get on your knees to apologize and treat Killi. If you do that, I'll spare you this time.”

Finnegan never halted in his tracks.

Right then, a vicious look flashed past Tristan's subordinate's eyes, and he whipped out a gun to point it at Finnegan. “Stop right there!”

Finnegan sneered. He waved his right hand, and numerous needles shot out, burying themselves into Tristan's subordinate's body. Before he could figure out what was going on, a scorching pain coursed through his body. With a cry of pain, he collapsed onto the ground and started convulsing, foam coming out of his mouth.

Surprise clawed up Tristan and Oscar's throats when they took in the scene.

Smack!

Before they could react, Finnegan, who had come close to them, slapped Tristan. Tristan spat out a mouthful of blood with two teeth, and his cheek swelled immediately.

Smack!

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