The storm seemed to be fighting against the Prince cruise ship. It turned a corner to the north and came back again, and the Prince cruise ship entered the center of the typhoon.
The maximum wind resistance designed by the cruise ship is level 15, and the current wind speed is level 15.
The captain's face was ashen.
He still slept for 3 hours yesterday afternoon.
Worked continuously for 20 hours.
In this kind of weather, he can't leave even a step.
At this time, the cruise ship's power was only half, barely able to withstand the wind and waves.
No one on the crew dared to persuade the captain to take a rest. They all understood that the reason why the ship was still floating on the sea was because of the captain.
The captain has traveled to and from the Bermuda Triangle many times, and in a place called the Sea of Death, he has saved the day many times.
A captain cannot be called a true captain unless he has experienced several storms.
The captain's name is Xiu, a Scotsman. His great-grandfather was a navigator. He fought against pirates many times, and finally died under the pirate's silver axe.
Xiu's grandfather inherited his great-father's family property and two other seagoing ships, and ran them for decades. Xiu has been going to sea with his grandfather since he was a teenager.
It can be said that the reason why he was able to control this cruise ship was mainly due to his rich sailing experience. He has lived at sea for 50 years.
Xiu's studies were completed on the ship. He and a dozen children studied for four hours a day and practiced on the ship at other times.
Xiu doesn't need a constellation instrument, just rely on his eyes, and he won't lose his way.
The Pacific Ocean and the Indian Ocean were the places where he traveled the most. This cruise ship accompanied him for 25 years.
Only last year when the Prince cruise ship was overhauled, he lived on land for a year. Although his manor and villa are very luxurious, he would rather sleep in the cabin of the cruise ship.
Life without the sea would be very boring.
This year, the overhaul was completed and the Prince cruise ship took on a new look. This is the first time it has gone to sea after the overhaul.
Xiu had a premonition that this was the last stop of his lifelong navigation career. He was born and died on a ship.
There is a rule that people from aristocratic families like his should be buried at sea, and their souls should be with the sea.
The storm today was so great that he had no hope at all. The reason why he persisted now was entirely to fulfill his duties.
A super huge wave rushed towards us, with overwhelming force.
Xiu opened her eyes wide.
This is the devil's big mouth. This mouthful will swallow the prince into his mouth.
The boat shook violently, rushed up, and fell down. Each time it fell, Xiu had a premonition that the boat would break into two pieces.
"Boom!"
There was a muffled sound, another engine at the bottom of the ship failed, and a huge steel arm was broken.
Suddenly, the boat became lifeless and limp.
At this moment, Xiu said "cough" twice, and then "cough" twice.
He didn't realize he was coughing at all, and the deputy beside him didn't pay attention. At this time, how could he pay attention to anything other than the big waves?
Another big wave is coming.
It's dark and huge, like a mountain.
The boat rushed straight up and reached the top of the waves. Then, there was a valley, and the boat rushed straight into the valley again.
"Boom!"
There was another muffled sound.
One of the steel arms was broken.
"Cough cough. Cough cough."
"Ah, Captain, are you coughing up blood?"
Xiu glanced into the spittoon.
Red sputum.
He was not shocked.
At this time, death has long been ignored. What is illness?
"Go and notify Fuoqi!"
"No! There's no point in informing him. Can I leave?"
"But, he should know."
"Don't make any noise, no one can make any noise. At this time, if everyone knows about my patient, what do you think will happen?"
The deputy understood that the captain could not leave at this time. He had to wait until the storm passed before he could go for treatment.
However, everyone knows that the ship may capsize under the next big wave, and it is very likely that the captain will not have a chance for treatment.
……
The black market simply cannot be eliminated.
There are 3,000 people, plus 800 crew members, and the number of sick people has reached about 2,500. No matter how hard Liu Miqiao works, he can't expect everyone to be treated. It would be great to have a turn to listen to Tianlai Acupuncture.
Of course, the effect of listening is very small, and only very mild patients can have a therapeutic effect. For severe patients, Liu Maqiao must personally perform a Tianlai acupuncture.
Therefore, the black market is huge.
The price has increased now.
It took 1 million pounds to agree to Liu Muqiao’s treatment, and 300,000 pounds allowed him to be an observer.
Liu Muqiao was completely kept in the dark.
Q finally couldn't help it and started the deal again. He was negotiating with a middle-aged man who had just collapsed.
"You are not serious. Liu Miqiao will not do it for you easily. I have a relationship with him. If you are willing to pay 1.5 million pounds, I will send you there."
Q dare not say that he is in partnership with Liu Miqiao. He would not dare to give him the courage to do so.
"Just now, I heard you talking to your neighbor. It's only 1 million pounds. Why did the price increase when I got it?"
"It's different, he is seriously ill."
Liu Muqiao is still a priority critical patient.
He hoped that a ship carrying traditional Chinese medicine would suddenly appear nearby.
This hope is very slim, or impossible. Liu Miqiao also knows that the Chinese medicine has arrived at the port of Eli, but the wind and waves are too strong and he dare not go out to sea.
"I'm begging you. I'm seriously ill now. Look, I've coughed up blood. How about 1 million? I'll notify my family right away and put the money into your account."
"No, you look pitiful, 1.3 million."
"We really can't get it together, 1.1 million!"
"Uh, okay, who told you to meet a kind-hearted person like me? 1.1 million, but you have to cooperate. You must not say in the hospital that you paid for it, let alone your real name. You
Now called Boluoyer, you still pretend to be sick, and you are very sick."
Jonger was successfully sent to the hospital, and he also successfully obtained Liu Miqiao's Tianlai needle.
A feeling of rebirth after death.
Although the company was sold and he still owed hundreds of thousands of pounds in debt, Jonger was lucky enough to become a survivor. He was able to go to work three hours after finishing the Tianlai needle.
Liu Muqiao looked at him a few times and knew in his heart that he was probably an imposter, pretending to be seriously ill. This has happened many times.
He no longer stubbornly insists on absolute fairness. He cannot do it alone. Selecting patients requires a group of people. Liu Miqiao is only responsible for treatment. He cannot spend too much energy on the so-called fairness.
Besides, is there absolute fairness in this world?
He was already in a very peaceful mood at this time. 12 consecutive days of hard work had resulted in more than 500 lives. Now was the darkest time.
Because Fuoqi told him that the cruise ship was likely to capsize.
Liu Muqiao was not frightened or sad, but he became very peaceful.
Life and death, after seeing too much, have become not so important in his eyes.
This chapter has been completed!