Old Dunling, Black Mountain Hospital.
This hospital hidden in the steel jungle was still operating non-stop even though it was late at night, just like the perpetual motion pump underneath it. Since the death row plan began, all departments of the purification agency have been running at full speed, coordinating with each other, preparing for the arrival of disaster.
Abigail pushed open the door of the operating room, took off her gloves and mask, walked to the window, and breathed in the cold steam.
Surgery is a very tiring thing. Your mind will be concentrated at a high intensity for a long time, which will cause great damage to your mental and physical strength. Even a workaholic like Abigail just wants to find a place to have a good rest after a complicated operation.
Her eyes dropped into the dark rain curtain. She had seen this city countless times, and many times Abigail would feel a strange sense of disgust.
She hated the old Dunling.
This city is so advanced that compared with other cities, they seem as backward as they were hundreds of years ago. But after staying in such a city for a long time, Abigail always feels dazed.
Old Dunling is out of this world. Compared with other cities and even countries, Old Dunling is so strange that sometimes it is not even a city, but a life form covered by different systems, another form of life that is still unknown to humans.
This city seems to be alive. Every time steam overflows from the ground, it is its breathing. The running of the iron snake is the transportation of blood...
Abigail felt that she was being assimilated by Old Dunling. To be more precise, she had already been assimilated. Apart from this city, she could not think of any other place that would accept her, and she was not sure whether she could accept other places in the same way.
"well… "
Abigail sighed slightly.
Besides work, Abigail also wanted to have a private life, but now she has been tied to it, and even she herself can't figure out the future path.
After all, she is a human being, not a machine, but even machines will break down one day, not to mention that people will retire. Abigail is more troubled by her future life, but apart from maintaining the present, she doesn't know what else to do.
"Dean?"
Abigail's wandering thoughts were interrupted by a female voice. She looked towards the corridor and saw Swift appearing there at some point.
Abigail was not surprised by this. She had become accustomed to this elusive creature. No matter where she was, it seemed that as long as she shouted "Swift", she would appear by her side in a short time.
Swift was appointed by Arthur to be responsible for Abigail's personal protection some time ago.
"The Duke of Stuart has arrived."
Swift whispered in her ear and then stood aside, like a silent guard.
"Stuart..."
Abigail recalled that she didn't understand why the new nation builder suddenly came to visit her, and then she remembered the appointment they had made not long ago.
At that time, Seleu told her that she had something to give her. Abigail did not take it too seriously. She just thought that this new nation-builder wanted to win people's hearts. From what others said, Arthur and Merlin seemed to have met her before.
"Ah... I hate meeting with sponsors like this. They always make weird requests sometimes."