Deep Sea Embers

Chapter 19: Ms. Psychiatrist

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Duncan ran out of an emergency exit on the west side of the museum with Nina and Shirley.

As the bright sky appeared, Shirley was the first to cheer: "Great! We got out!" Duncan glanced at the girl, but before he could say anything, he suddenly felt the young lady on his back suddenly

Suddenly she moved slightly - stimulated by the fresh air and the bumpy ride, the lady finally woke up.

Duncan quickly found a place nearby and put her down from his back.

Heidi woke up slowly.

It hurt, her forehead felt like it was hit by a brick, and then there was discomfort in her lungs due to inhaling a small amount of smoke. This was Heidi's first feeling after she gradually regained consciousness. Then she suddenly opened her eyes and started coughing violently.

After great confusion and violent coughing, she suddenly realized that she had been rescued - she was somewhere outside the museum, surrounded by bright sunlight and fresh air, and there were several figures in front of her. "You are awake," Nina squatted down beside the young lady, looking at Heidi who was opening her eyes and trying to adapt to the surrounding light with concern, "How do you feel? Is there any pain?"

"Headache... You saved me?" Heidi's eyes finally focused and adapted to the bright outdoor light. She quickly assessed the situation and recognized the two young girls in front of her. "Ah, it's you two..."

"Do you know us?" Shirley was stunned and asked subconsciously.

"No, but I remember seeing you guys at the museum," Heidi shook her head and sat up.

While looking around, "Ahem... I am..."

"You were knocked unconscious, and Shirley and I dragged you to a safe place temporarily. Then my uncle rushed into the fire to save people and brought you out with him," Nina said quickly, "You are safe now."

"Uncle...ah, is this the gentleman? Thank you..." Heidi's eyes quickly fell on Duncan, and then she stood up with force while speaking, as if she wanted to bow to greet him, but she almost fell again before she finished the action.

Duncan helped her up and said, "You're welcome."

“Thank you,” Heidi stood weakly, bowing her head to thank you while feeling scared, “If it weren’t for you, I would have burned to death in there… This fire is so terrible… Thank you so much, I really don’t know what to do… …

"No need to be so polite," Duncan looked at the lady with a smile on his face, "We actually have some fate. Mr. Morris, do you know him

Heidi was stunned for a moment, and looked at Duncan with some doubt: "That's my father... Do you know him?"

“Your pendant,” Duncan pointed to the purple “crystal” pendant on Heidi’s chest, “I got it from my shop.

Heidi looked down at the pendant on her chest, her face a little dull:

Ah?!" "It's a small world, isn't it?" Duncan laughed and held out his hand. "Let me formally introduce myself. I'm Duncan Strain, and I run an antique shop in downtown. Next to me is my niece, Nina, and this one over here...

"My name is Shirley!" Shirley immediately took the initiative to speak, as if she was afraid that if she was a step late, her name would be spoken by some extremely terrifying being and thus be tainted with a curse or something like that. "You... you can just call me Shirley!"

"Heidi Underwood," Heidi held Duncan's hand. She still felt a little dizzy, but she was trying to adjust herself. "I'm a miracle doctor."

"A miracle doctor?" Duncan raised his eyebrows subconsciously. "Are you a miracle doctor?"

"Ah, yes, maybe I look a little young... But I am a licensed doctor, Heidi said proudly, and then she reached out and fumbled around, finally finding a crumpled business card. She handed it to Duncan with both hands, "This is my business card. If it can be of use to you, I am willing to provide you with free consultation at any time..."

A licensed divine healer from uptown, maybe someone who could be of use.

pulse.

Duncan took the business card and scanned it, and saw the address of a clinic in Uptown, Heidi's name, license number, and a five-digit code consisting of numbers and letters.

There is a note before that line of code: Swift code.

Duncan's gaze lingered on the line of "express mail code". He remembered that this seemed to be a part of Pland's postal system, but it was not the same as ordinary letters. He seemed to have seen a facility specifically for sending and receiving "express mail" somewhere in the downtown area, but the original owner of this body had no experience in using this thing.

Because it was very expensive, the postage was almost ten times that of an ordinary letter, and the original owner of this body did not have anything worth his money.

Such a huge price to contact relatives and friends in an emergency.

Duncan only roughly knew that this special "mail" relied on high-pressure steam pipes and standard capsule warehouses to achieve rapid delivery. It could not only deliver letters, but also small packages. Even taking into account the manual processing at the end and the possible delivery time, it would only take a few hours at most to send a piece of mail to any corner of the city-state.

How can I put it... I can only sigh that he is indeed a senior doctor in Shangcheng District. He even accepts consultations and appointments with

This expensive stuff...

Duncan sighed in his heart, then put the business card away properly. Then he heard Heidi suddenly say: "By the way, do you need to conduct... a post-disaster assessment?"

Duncan looked at her in confusion, and the young divine doctor quickly explained: "Of course it's free - I don't mean anything else. It's mainly because after an accident, it's easy for a person's spirit to have problems, especially in a place like a museum where there are many historical collections. Severe spiritual pressure plus the influence of certain collections... can easily leave a shadow on the spiritual level."

Heidi seemed to be trying to choose her words, wanting to popularize some very professional and advanced "knowledge" that was even out of touch with ordinary people's lives to the people in front of her, but she was a little worried that this kind of "popular science" would appear offensive, so she tried her best to be sincere and gentle in her tone and demeanor. Duncan saw her efforts in this regard, but he was thinking about something else in his heart -

He certainly doesn't need any divine evaluation. Having been a "captain" for so long, he still feels that he is special.

It's a bit of a mystery. Don't even mention the pressure brought by this fire. Even if you drill something out of the deep sea,

If anything comes out to say hello to you, the one who needs to go through SC will be the opposite side.

As for Shirley… this female warrior who could fight the cultists for three hundred rounds with the Deep Demon, did she need to be evaluated as a god? The shock she received from the whole fire was probably not as great as the shock she left when she kicked the door open.

The shadow is big...

But Nina... Nina might really need the help of a divine doctor.

Not only because of today's fire, but also because of her poor mental state these days, and those

A dream with a prophetic meaning.

This required professionals to handle it. His own strength was useless in this area. He and Nina had previously discussed going to the church when there was a chance, but now that there was a senior theologian willing to help... why not use it

"Nina may need help," Duncan glanced at his "niece" and reached out to ruffle the girl's hair. "But it's not just because of today's fire—she has been having strange dreams recently and her mental state is very bad." Nina immediately muttered: "Actually, I'm fine..."

"It's free," Heidi smiled, pointing at herself, "My usual consultation fee is...

It hurts!

She accidentally poked the area where she was hit by a brick, and it became swollen.

arrive.

"That's right, it's free, it's a waste if you don't use it," Shirley, who had been silent for a while, joined in the fun. "She also

You owe us a favor..."

"Well... okay," Nina hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded, but then looked at Heidi in confusion, "Does the God Assessment require anything? Can I do it here? Do I need to answer some questions? Or fill in a form

Write a table?"

"We need at least a quiet environment, and I need to be in a better state - at least the bump on my head needs to go down a bit," Heidi explained with a smile, "I am a professional, and I am different from those crappy doctors who will give you a diagnosis report after asking a few questions. Let's put it this way, tomorrow is a school holiday, if Miss Nina has time, I will visit you in the afternoon - I will ask your father for your address 89."

She paused and gently touched the wound on her forehead.

"There are sheriffs maintaining order in the square, and there are also medical personnel. Duncan thought for a moment, "Do you need us to accompany you? Your current condition..." As for now, I have to find a place to deal with it first.

"No, I'm completely sober now," Heidi waved her hand, and then looked back at the museum that was still emitting smoke, with a trace of fear and undisguised regret on her face, "Alas... my rare vacation... is all ruined."

"It's a terrible thing to have a vacation ruined," Duncan said casually, "but fortunately we just came back from a

Survived the disaster, didn't we?"

"Well... that's true," Heidi said, and then sighed and muttered, "Oh, I just hope that some heretics and the mobile sky can behave themselves, so that at least my next day off can come sooner...

…Oh, sorry, I shouldn’t complain about this to strangers. Please forgive me.

Duncan: “… …?”