Chapter 83 Do Not Know How Knowing that his parents would definitely nag him, Finnegan woke up past eight in the morning the next day. After freshening up, he discreetly jumped from the second floor to the backyard and quietly left Dragon Bayâs No. 1 Villa.
At a little over nine oâclock in the morning, seeing that Finnegan hadnât woken up, Quiana knocked on Finneganâs door, only to find that he had already left.
âWhen did Finnegan leave?â
Quiana questioned the housekeepers, but they all claimed ignorance.
Wearing a stern expression, Desmond uttered, âJudging by how youâre badgering him to treat that ungrateful brat, Max, all the time, itâs only expected for him to run away.â
Quiana retorted, âWhat right do you have to criticize me? No matter how ungrateful he is, Max is now severely ill, so why do you keep holding grudges? Itâs your brother, Raymond, and his family who are outrageous. They are loaded and already own a house, yet they still have the audacity to borrow money from us to buy another house! More incredulously, you even agreed to his request! Did you forget how they refused to lend us even one thousand when you were disabled previously? Adrian and his family, on the other hand, lent the money to us.â
Desmondâs face reddened with anger. âQuiana, youâre being unreasonable! Can you even compare these two matters? Your younger brotherâs family has been an ungrateful bunch from the beginning. My brotherâs family only acted in that manner because Finny ruined Ximenaâs engagement. Otherwise, Raymond and his wife wouldnât have behaved that way.â
Quiana scolded, âDesmond, youâre just blindly loyal to your older brother. You always have been!â
âYouâre one to talk when youâre clearly obsessed with helping your younger brother!â
Meanwhile, Finnegan had arrived at General Hospital, unaware that Desmond and Quiana were arguing again.
âYouâre here, Mr. Larkin.â
William happened to be in the ward. Upon noticing Finneganâs arrival, he hurriedly got to his feet and greeted Finnegan.
âNo need for formalities, Mr. Caulder,â Finnegan responded politely. When he walked up to you the side of the bed, he saw Soren had also woken up. âOld Mr. Caulder, how do feel?â
After regaining consciousness, Soren learned that Finnegan had saved him.
r With great effort, he said. âThank you for saving my life, Mr. Larkin. If you ever need any help, donât hesitate to tell William and his brother. If they dare to disobey, let me know.â
William smiled wryly. âDad, weâre not that ungrateful. Donât worry.â
Finnegan said, âOld Mr. Caulder, let me start your acupuncture treatment.â
After half an hour of acupuncture, Soren appeared significantly more vigorous.
He even spoke with newfound vibrance. âYouâre truly wise and impressive for a man your age, Mr.
Larkin, even more so than Mr. Darius Hicks!â
âYou flatter me, Old Mr. Caulder. Get some rest for now, Iâll be taking my leave. Iâll return tomorrow to provide you with another acupuncture session.â
âWilliam, hurry up and escort Mr. Larkin out.â
William saw Finnegan out and was about to speak when a middle-aged woman suddenly approached.
âFinny, did you cure the lymphoma patient inside this ward? Are miraculous doctor?â
you that Finnegan furrowed his brows. âIs there a problem?â
The newcomer was none other than Adrianâs wife, Melinda.
It seemed she had heard the rumors and came rushing over.
William asked curiously, âMr. Larkin, who is she?â
âSheâs my Aunt Melinda, the wife of my maternal uncle.â
Upon hearing that, William immediately extended his hand, intending to greet Melinda.
However, Finnegan quickly added, âBut we arenât close.â
William instantly wrapped his mind around the situation and lowered his arm. âIn that case, Iâll return to the room to take care of my dad now, Mr. Larkin. Also, my dadâs eightieth birthday banquet is coming up, and he hopes you can attend.â
âSure!â
After William left, Melinda eagerly asked, âFinny, was that the chief of the Department of Education, William Caulder? Iâve seen him on television.â
Finnegan glanced at Melinda before turning around. âIt doesnât concern you.â
âFinny, stop right thereâ Melinda regained her senses and bolted forward to block him.
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âSince youâre that miraculous doctor, you should treat Max immediately. You should have some conscience! We are a family, after all. Besides, donât you remember I used to carry you in my arms all the time when you were little?â
Finnegan couldnât help but sneer. âYou indeed held me, but you also carelessly dropped me countless times, didnât you?â
Melindaâs face turned slightly pale.
During Finneganâs childhood, Melinda often intentionally dropped him on the floor because she was jealous of his familyâs superior living conditions at that time, which outshone hers in every aspect. Why does this little git still remember what I did?
Nevertheless, Melinda would never admit it. âItâs only normal for people to be careless at times. Come with me now to treat Max. We canât bear the nearly ten thousand medical expenses per day!â
She reached out to grab Finnegan, but he avoided her and strode forward.
âIâm sorry, but I donât know how!â
âFinnegan, you ingrate! Are you even human?â Melinda exploded with rage, her tone not fitting of someone seeking help. âMax is your biological cousin and the only grandchild of the Lane family. Do you want to see the end of your granddadâs lineage? You must treat him. at once, you ungrateful b*stard!â
Her curses grew louder and cruder, drawing the attention of many patients and their families to spectate the ruckus.
Finnegan grimaced and stepped into the elevator pronto. With that attitude of hers, thereâs no way Iâll ever treat Max.
However, as soon as he entered the elevator, he thought of his mother, Quiana, and hesitated.
Sighing softly, he pressed the button for the floor of the hospital directorâs office.
âMr. Larkin, what brings you here? Please, take a seat.â
When Finnegan reached the directorâs office, Alexander, who was looking significantly younger by a decade after consuming the Long Life Pill, got to his feet in delight and invited Finnegan to sit. Then, he hastily made the latter a cup of coffee.
Finnegan received the cup and said, âDr. Cooper, I have a favor to ask.â
âNo problem. Please go ahead.
Whether the meter with Otherwise, without a suitable bone marrow donor, they couldnât treas they were willing to splurge.
Alexander looked perplexed after listening to Finneganâs request. âMr. Larkin, you managed to treat even Old Mr. Caulderâs late-stage lymphoma. Canât you do something about leukernia?â
Finnegan sipped his coffee. âDr. Cooper, I have a complicated relationship with my relatives, which I canât quite explain in a few simple sentences. I hope you can understand my difficultyâ
As someone who had experienced something similar, Alexander could roughly figure out the circumstances. âOkay. Let me see what I can do. Whatâs your cousinâs name?
âMax Lane.
Alexander stood up and walked to his desk, then exercised his privilege as the hospitalâs director to check Maxâs medical records.
After browsing the content and gaining a rough understanding of the case, he said, âMr. Larkin, Iâll send your cousinâs information to all major hospitals and bone marrow centers nationwide. If weâre lucky, we should get a match soon. Iâll make sure our best surgeon performs the transplant. Does that sound okay?â
Finnegan placed down the cup of coffee and got to his feet. âItâs sufficient that you do your best. Dr.
Cooper. Thereâs no need for you to provide any discounts for the charges. Just proceed with the standard rates.â
âAll right. Take care, Mr. Larkin.â
As Finnegan was about to exit the directorâs office, he turned around and asked, âBy the way, where Killian Tomorrow would be the fifteenth day, and he suddenly had the urge to check on Killian C âHeâs in the V3 Neurology Wardâ