The Mischievous Doctor (Finnegan and Nuthana) novel Chapter 49

Finnegan and Bernice went to Jerome Medical Clinic after having their lunch.

Once they arrived at the entrance and got out of the car, Finnegan turned to Bernice in curiosity. “What's the matter with you?”

Something seemed to bother her since they left the Haimowitz residence. She merely took a few bites of her meal earlier and appeared distracted as well.

She hesitated briefly before saying, “Finnegan, did you really receive one hundred million from the Haimowitz family?”

Hearing that, he fathomed the reason behind her gloom. “Are you worried that I didn't cure Old Mr. Haimowitz?”

That was indeed her concern. “Old Mr. Haimowitz may appear to be in a better condition now, but what if his health deteriorates afterward? So, did you accept one hundred million from them?”

Assuming that Finnegan did not receive the money, he would not be held accountable if anything unfortunate were to happen to the old man in the future.

On the other hand, if he did accept the sum, members of the Haimowitz family might point their fingers at him.

Finnegan smiled and tidied her fringe. “Rest assured. I have absolute confidence in the success of my treatment whenever I decide to tend to a patient. It's either that or I completely refrain from doing anything. Putting aside the risk of facing disasters or accidents, I can guarantee Old Mr. Haimowitz will stay healthy for the subsequent ten years following the treatment session today.”

Bernice relaxed a little after taking in his confident demeanor. “So, did you really take one hundred million from them?”

“What do you think?”

Finnegan chuckled before walking into Jerome Medical Clinic.

Staring at his leaving figure from behind, she muttered, “Perhaps I was overthinking things. He wouldn't dare to accept that one hundred million.”

She was clearly still oblivious to the fact that Finnegan had agreed to receive the Miles family's No. 1 Villa at Dragon Bay which was worth a conservative estimate of one billion.

“You're here, Mr. Larkin.”

When Finnegan and Bernice entered the clinic, Jerome strode over with a glowing face. He no longer seemed dejected as he previously did.

Finnegan scanned the surroundings. “Mr. Magnussen, you've pulled yourself together.”

The clinic was a mess when Finnegan came a few days ago. Many things were casually strewn across the place, and all the furniture was covered in dust. In comparison, the entire clinic looked brand new now. Many old pieces of equipment were also replaced with new ones.

A calligraphy art depicting the words Jerome had mentioned before adorned the wall of the main lobby once again: Providing medical treatment until my last breath.

Jerome grinned. “I find my life to be meaningful again now that Yuliana has recovered. Still, I cannot take credit for refurbishing this clinic. Ms. Zimmerman did all the work. She had personally tasked her subordinates to revamp this facility.”

Touched after hearing that, Finnegan gazed at Bernice. “You're already swamped with your company's work. Why did you spend time handling my matters too?”

“I don't mind helping you out.” She winked at him.

She's such a silly girl. Finnegan said to Jerome, “Mr. Magnussen, aside from coming here to check the place out, I actually have another request which I hope you'll agree to.”

“Mr. Larkin, I have a request to make too.”

“You may go first, Mr. Magnussen.”

Jerome abruptly knelt before Finnegan. “Mr. Larkin, your medical skills are obviously greater than mine since you were able to diagnose and cure Yuliana. I wish to be your disciple and hope you'll allow me to stay at Jerome Medical Clinic.”

Jerome Medical Clinic was the fruit of his lifetime's labor.

He wasn't reluctant to hand it over to Finnegan. Instead, Jerome was unwilling to leave the clinic just like that. Besides, after getting to know Finnegan in the past few days, Jerome realized Finnegan was a brilliant doctor who kept a low profile, so he wanted to learn from the latter.

Finnegan hurriedly reached out to help Jerome up from the floor. “Mr. Magnussen, you're my elder, so you shouldn't do this. Please get up before we discuss this matter further.”

Unfortunately, Jerome was stubborn and wouldn't get to his feet. “I'll continue kneeling as long as you don't agree to my plea.”

The corner of Finnegan's mouth twitched. He's trying to use a more indirect method to become my mentee since I can't agree to accept him as my apprentice officially.

Finnegan smiled in resignation as he looked at Jerome scurrying away. What a crafty man!

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