Chapter 122: Ms. Psychiatrist
Chapter 122 – Ms. Psychiatrist
In front of an emergency exit on the west side of the museum, Duncan ran out with Nina and Shirley, and when the fresh air and bright sky light appeared together, Shirley was the first one who couldn’t help cheering, “Good hey! We made it out!”
Duncan glanced at the girl, but before he could say anything, he suddenly felt that the young lady on his back suddenly moved gently – in the fresh air as well as under the stimulation of this bumpy ride, the lady finally woke up.
Duncan quickly found a place nearby and lowered her from his back.
Heidi awoke with a start.
Pain, as if she had been slapped on the forehead, followed by discomfort in her lungs from the small amount of smoke she had inhaled, were the first sensations as Heidi drifted back to consciousness, before her eyes snapped open, followed by a violent coughing fit.
After much confusion and coughing, she suddenly realized that she had been rescued – she was somewhere outside the museum, surrounded by bright sunlight and fresh air, with several figures in front of her.
“You’re awake,” Nina said as she crouched down beside the young lady, looking concernedly at Heidi, who was opening her eyes and trying to adjust to the light around her, “How are you feeling? Does it hurt anywhere?”
“Headache …… You guys saved me?” Heidi’s eyes finally managed to focus and adjust to the bright outdoor light, she quickly judged the situation and recognized the two young girls in front of her, “Ah, it’s you two ……”
“You recognize us?” Shirley froze and subconsciously spoke.
“No, but I remember seeing you guys back at the museum,” Heidi shook her head and looked around while sitting up, “Ahem …… I’m this… …”
“You were smashed unconscious, Shelly and I dragged you to safety for a while, then my uncle rushed into the fire to save the others and took you with him,” Nina said quickly, “You’re safe now.”
“Uncle …… Ah, is that the gentleman? Thank …… you,” Heidi’s eyes quickly fell on Duncan, and then she spoke as she stood up with all her might, as if to bend down in greeting, only to almost fall again before the motion was completed.
Duncan helped her, “You’re welcome.”
“Thank you,” Heidi stood weakly, bowing her head in thanks while recoiling, “If it wasn’t for you guys, I would have burned to death in there …… The fire was horrible . …I’m so thankful, I really don’t know what I should ……”
“There’s no need to say anything too personal,” Duncan looked at the lady, a smile on his face, “We actually share a bit of fate …… Mr. Morris, do you know each other?”
Heidi froze for a moment and looked at Duncan with some confusion, “That’s my father …… You know him?”
“This pendant of yours,” Duncan indicated the purple “crystal” pendant on Heidi’s chest, “is from my store.”
Heidi looked down at the pendant she was wearing on her chest with a slightly dumbfounded expression on her face, “…… Huh?!”
“Small world, isn’t it?” Duncan smiled and held out his hand, “Formal introductions, Duncan Strain, runs an antique store in the lower city, next to me is my niece, Nina, and this one over here ……”
“I’m Shirley!” Shirley immediately took the initiative to open the mouth, as if afraid of a late step, their own name will be from the mouth of some extremely terrible existence, and thus stained with curses and other things, “You …… you just call me Shirley on it!”
“Heidi Underwood,” Heidi took Duncan’s hand, still feeling a little giddy in the head but still trying to get herself together, “I’m a psychiatrist.”
“A psychiatrist?” Duncan subconsciously raised his eyebrows, “You’re a psychiatrist?”
“Ah, yes, maybe it looks a little young …… but I’m a psychiatrist with an advanced license,” Heidi said rather proudly, and immediately after that, she reached out and fumbled around on her body, and with great difficulty she found a business card that was already crumpled up, and with both hands she handed the She handed it to Duncan with both hands, “Here’s my card, and I’m always willing to give you a free consultation if it comes in handy ……”
A psychiatrist from uptown with an advanced license, that might actually be a connection that could come in handy.
Duncan took the card, and with a quick glance over it, he saw that it contained the address of some clinic located uptown, Heidi’s name, license number, and a line of a five-digit code made up of numbers and letters.
The line of code was preceded by a note: Swift Piece Code.
Duncan’s eyes lingered on that line of “swift mail code”, he remembered that this seems to be part of the postal system of Prand, but it’s not the same as ordinary letters, he seems to have seen a special facility for sending and receiving “swift mail” somewhere in the lower city, but the original owner of his body didn’t have it. The original owner of his body did not have experience in using this thing.
Because it was very expensive, the postage was almost ten times that of ordinary mail, and the original owner of this body didn’t have any friends or relatives that were worth the cost to contact them urgently. All Duncan knew in general was that this special “mail” relied on high-pressure steam pipes and customized capsule silos for rapid delivery, not only of letters but also of small packages, and that it took at most a few hours to deliver a piece of mail to any corner of the city-state, even allowing for the manual handling at the end and the possible time consuming process of delivery.
How to say it …… can only feel really worthy of being the senior psychiatrist of the upper city, even accepting consultation appointments are using this kind of expensive stuff ……
Duncan slightly sighed in his heart, and then he put the business card away properly, and then he heard Heidi suddenly speak, “By the way, do you guys need to conduct a …… post-disaster psychiatric evaluation?”
Duncan looked at the other side in doubt, the young psychiatrist quickly explained: “Of course it’s free of charge – I don’t mean anything else, the main thing is that after an accident, people’s spirits are prone to problems, especially in museums where there are a lot of collections with historical attributes, the severe mental stress combined with the presence of certain collections can cause a lot of problems. Severe mental stress coupled with the influence of certain collections …… will easily leave a shadow on the mind level.”
Heidi seemed to be trying to weigh the vocabulary, wanting to popularize some very professional and high-end, even a little detached from the general life of the “knowledge” to the few people in front of her, but she was a little worried that this kind of “popularization” would be offensive, so she tried to do her best to achieve a sincere and gentle tone and demeanor. Duncan could see her efforts in this regard, but he had other things on his mind – he certainly didn’t need a psychiatric evaluation.
Of course, he himself does not need any spiritual assessment, when the “captain” when so long, he still has a little B number of his own particularity, not to mention what spiritual pressure brought by this fire, even if it is drilling something out of the deep sea to say hello to himself, turn back to need to pass a SC also have to be the opposite side.
As for Shirley …… this can swing the profound demon and cultists battle three hundred rounds of female strong woman still need to do spiritual assessment? I am afraid that the mental shock she suffered in this whole fire was not as big as the shadow she left when she saw herself kicking the door open later ……
But Nina …… Nina might actually need the help of a psychiatrist.
Not just because of this fire today, but because of her poor mental state these days, and those rather portentous dreams.
It would take a professional to deal with this, his own power would not come in handy in this kind of field, before he discussed with Nina was to go to the church to have a look when he had the chance, but now since there was a senior psychiatrist who was willing to help …… then it was not necessary to use it for nothing.
“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 strange dreams lately, and she’s in poor spirits.”
Nina immediately muttered, “I’m actually okay ……”
“Free of charge, oh,” Heidi smiled while reaching out and pointing at herself, “My usual consultation fee can be …… Ouch Ouch Ouch!”
She accidentally poked herself where she’d been hit by a brick, and it swelled up in a big patch that she accidentally touched.
“That’s right, it’s free, don’t use it for nothing,” Shirley, who had been quiet for half a day beside her, followed suit, “She still owes us a favor ……”
“That …… well,” Nina hesitated for a moment, finally nodded gently, but immediately afterward looked at Heidi with some confusion, “Do you need anything to do a spiritual evaluation? Is it just here? Some questions that need to be answered? Or fill out a form?”
“We’ll need at least a quiet environment, and I’ll need to be in better shape – at least this big bag on my head will have to go down a bit,” Heidi explained with a smile on her face, “I’m a professional, unlike those who casually I’m a professional, not some crappy doctor who’s going to give you a diagnosis with a few questions. I’ll tell you what, tomorrow is a day off from school, so if this Ms. Nina is available, I’ll stop by in the afternoon – I’ll ask my father for your address.”
At this she paused, and touched the wound on her forehead again lightly.
“As for now, I need to find a place to treat the wound first …… hiss ……”
“There are sheriff’s deputies over at the plaza keeping order and medical personnel,” Duncan mused, “Do you need us to accompany you? You’re in a state ……”
“No, I’ve completely sobered up,” Heidi waved her hand, followed by a glance back at the still smoldering museum, a hint of afterthought on her face, as well as undisguised remorse, “Ugh …… I’m on this rare vacation …… all gone.”
“It does suck to have your vacation go down the drain,” Duncan said casually, “but it’s a good thing we just survived a disaster, isn’t it?”
“Well …… that’s true,” Heidi said, followed by a sigh and a mutter, “Ugh, I just wish some of the heretics and the mobile apocalypse would settle down a bit so that at least my next day off would be early enough to come …… Ah, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t be complaining about this to strangers, a few of you are laughing.”
Duncan: “……?”
(end of chapter)