Deep Sea Embers

In front of an emergency exit on the west side of the museum, Duncan ran out with Nina and Shirley. When the fresh air and bright sky appeared together, Shirley was the first to cheer: "Good! Let's run!" Come out!"

Duncan glanced at the girl, but before he could say anything, he suddenly felt a slight movement on the young lady's back—stimulated by the fresh air and the bumpy road, the lady finally woke up come over.

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

Heidi woke up slowly.

Pain, severe pain on the forehead, as if someone had slapped it with a brick, followed by lung discomfort caused by inhaling a small amount of smoke. This was Heidi's first feeling after she gradually regained consciousness, and then she He opened his eyes suddenly, and then coughed violently.

After the 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 eyes.

"You're awake," Nina squatted down beside the young lady, and looked at Heidi who was opening her eyes and trying to adapt to the surrounding light with concern. "How are you feeling? Is there any pain?"

"Headache...you guys saved me?" Heidi finally managed to focus her eyes and adapted to the bright outdoor light. She quickly judged the situation and recognized the two young girls in front of her, "Ah, you guys two……"

"You know us?" Shirley was taken aback, subconsciously said.

"I don't know, but I remember seeing you in the museum," Heidi shook her head, sitting up and looking around, "Ahem... this is..."

"You were knocked out, Shirley and I temporarily dragged you to a safe place, and then my uncle rushed into the fire to save people and brought you out," 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 vigorously while speaking, as if she wanted to bend down to pay tribute, but the action didn't work. When it was done, it almost fell down again.

Duncan helped her: "You're welcome."

"Thank you," Heidi stood weakly, bowing her head to express her gratitude while fearing, "If it weren't for you, I would have been burned to death inside... This fire is terrible... I am so grateful, I don't know what I should do. how……"

"You don't need to talk too much," Duncan looked at the lady with a smile on his face, "We actually have some fate...Mr. Morris, do you know each other?"

Heidi froze for a moment, then looked at Duncan with some doubts: "That's my father...do you know him?"

"Your pendant," Duncan pointed to the amethyst pendant on Heidi's chest, "you got it from my shop."

Heidi glanced down at the pendant on her chest, her expression was a little dull: "... huh?!"

"It's a small world, isn't it?" Duncan laughed and stretched out his hand, "Let me introduce myself formally, Duncan Strain, who runs an antique shop in the lower town, next to this is my niece, Nina, 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 too late, her name would be spoken from the mouth of an extremely terrifying existence, and it would be contaminated with curses and the like, "You... ...you can just call me Shirley!"

"Heidi Underwood," Heidi held Duncan's hand. She felt her head was still a little dizzy, but she was still trying to adjust her state. "I'm a psychiatrist."

"Psychiatrist?" Duncan raised his eyebrows subconsciously, "Are you a psychiatrist?"

"Ah, yes, maybe I look a little younger...but I'm a psychiatrist with a senior license," Heidi said proudly, and then she stretched out her hand to grope around her body, and finally found one that was already The crumpled business card, she handed the business card to Duncan with both hands, "This is my business card, if it is useful, I am willing to provide you with free consultation at any time..."

A highly licensed psychiatrist from uptown, that might really be a useful connection.

Duncan took the business card, glanced at it, and saw that it contained the address of a clinic in Uptown, Heidi's name, license number, and a code consisting of five digits and letters.

There is a comment before that line of code: express code.

Duncan's eyes lingered slightly on the line of "Express Mail Code". He remembered that it seemed to be part of the Pland postal system, but it was different from ordinary letters. He seemed to have seen it somewhere in the lower city. It is a facility dedicated to sending and receiving "Express Mail", but the original owner of this body has 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 didn't have any relatives and friends worth the high price he had to contact urgently.

Duncan only knows roughly that this special "mail" relies on high-pressure steam pipes and standard capsule warehouses to achieve rapid delivery. It can not only deliver letters, but also can be used to deliver small packages, even if the manual processing at the end and possible Delivery is time-consuming, and it only takes a few hours at most to send a piece of mail to any corner of the city-state.

How should I put it... I can only feel that I really deserve to be a senior psychiatrist in the upper city, and I use such expensive things to connect to consultation appointments...

Duncan felt a little emotional in his heart, and put away the business card properly, and then he heard Heidi suddenly say: "By the way, do you need... a post-disaster mental assessment?"

Duncan looked at the other party suspiciously, and the young lady psychiatrist quickly explained: "Of course it's free - I don't mean anything else, the main reason is that people's spirits are prone to problems after encountering an accident, especially In places like museums where there are many collections with historical attributes, severe mental pressure plus the influence of certain collections...it is easy to leave a shadow on the spiritual level."

Heidi seemed to be trying hard to decide on vocabulary, and wanted to spread some very professional and high-end "knowledge" that was even out of ordinary people's life to the few people in front of her, but she was a little worried that this kind of "science popularization" would appear offensive, so her tone He tried his best to be sincere and gentle, and Duncan saw her efforts in this regard, but what he was thinking about was something else——

Of course he doesn't need any mental evaluation. After being a "captain" for so long, he still has a little B number for his own uniqueness. Someone came out to say hello to himself, and the person who needed to pass SC later had to be the opposite.

As for Shirley... this strong woman who can wield a dark demon and fight cultists for 300 rounds is still used for mental evaluation? The mental shock she suffered during the whole fire was probably not as great as the shadow left when she saw herself kick the door open later...

But Nina...Nina might really need the help of a psychiatrist.

Not only because of the fire today, but also because of her poor mental state these days, and those dreams that were quite ominous.

This needs professionals to deal with it, and his own strength is useless in this field. He discussed with Nina before that he would have the opportunity to go to the church, but now that there is a senior psychiatrist willing to help... it is not in vain. Need not.

"Nina may need help." Duncan glanced at his "niece" and reached out to rub the girl's hair, "But it's not just because of today's fire—she's been having weird dreams recently, and she's in a bad state of mind. "

Nina muttered immediately: "Actually, I'm fine..."

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

She accidentally poked at the place where she had been hit by a brick, and there was a big swelling there, and she would touch it if she was not careful.

"That's right, it's free, you don't need it for nothing," Xue Li, who had been quiet beside her for a long time, joined in the fun, "She still owes us favors..."

"Then... well," Nina hesitated for a while, and finally nodded slightly, but then looked at Heidi with some confusion, "Is there anything I need for a mental evaluation? Is it okay here? I need to answer some questions. Question? Or fill out a form?"

"We need at least a quiet environment, and I also need a better state—at least the big bag on my head can go down a little bit," Heidi explained with a smile, "I'm a professional, and I don't care about people who just mention a few things." It's not the same crappy doctor who is about to give you a diagnosis report. Well, tomorrow is the school day off. If Miss Nina has time, I will visit in the afternoon-I will ask my father about you address."

Speaking of this, she paused, and lightly touched the wound on her forehead.

"As for now, I have to find a place to treat the wound... Hiss..."

"There are security officers on the other side of the square maintaining order, as well as medical personnel," Duncan thought for a while, "Do you need us to accompany you? Your current state..."

"No, I'm fully awake," Heidi waved her hand, and then looked back at the museum that was still emitting green smoke, with a trace of fear and undisguised remorse on her face, "Oh... This rare vacation of mine...is in vain."

"It's a terrible thing to lose a vacation," Duncan said casually, "but we just survived a disaster, didn't we?"

"Okay... that's right," Heidi said, and then sighed and muttered, "Oh, I just hope that some heretics and mobile natural disasters can settle down a little bit, so at least I will rest next time." The day can come sooner... Ah, sorry, I shouldn't complain to strangers about this, I laughed at you."

Duncan: "...?"