Chapter 172: On the island

With a veil on her face, Margaret held Charles's palm nervously. She asked the old man in a white coat in front of her: "Doctor, how is it? Has Mr. Charles's condition improved?"
The old man sighed and shook his head. "Sorry, he has tried various conventional treatments, but he is getting better at all. Can you tell me what is the cause of your husband?"
There was a look of embarrassment on Margaret's face, and she suddenly found that she knew very little about Mr. Charles.
Seeing the expression of the young woman in front of him, the doctor didn't ask anything. "According to what you said, his previous occupation was a crew member. I suspect that this is not a mental illness."
"Doctor, are you saying that Mr. Charles has a mental problem? What is the problem?"
Seeing the worry on Margaret's face, the old doctor took off the reading glasses and said: "But things may not turn around. I can't help you here, but you can think of ways from other angles."
The doctor took out a purple business card from his pocket and handed it respectfully.
"You know, no matter how powerful a doctor is, it can only solve the situation within the scope of the job. Regarding other aspects, this one may be able to help you. This lady is from the mysterious western waters and she is very good at soul. "
Margaret took it and found a crucible and a crystal ball on the front of the card, and the contact address on the back.
"Thank you, but my husband is a little tired today, and tomorrow I will invite this to come and see." Marguerite stood up to see the doctor.
The doctor smiled and nodded, picked up the medicine box on the side and turned and left.
After the doctor left, Marguerite looked at the card with a trace of embarrassment on her face. In fact, she had asked this woman too, and it didn't help.
"Mr. Charles, what's wrong with you..."
"Woo~Woo~" The Narwhal's whistle kept ringing, indicating that the navy on the opposite side should let the way out, but the other side did not intend to move, so it got stuck between the dock and the open sea.
Anxious Dip stood on the edge of the boat with his feet, waving his hands and waving semaphores frantically. "What the is going on with Cavendish's people! Inviting us to come but not letting us pass, what are they doing!"
The bandage on the side glanced at the first sighted Hope Island naval fleet behind him, and waited without saying anything.
Soon a small cargo ship arrived at Hefang Wharf. The people on the ship said that there are not so many ships in the wharf. Please hope that the island fleet will send some representatives to the island first and let other warships wait outside.
Seeing the other crew members boarding the ship without hesitation, the second officer Kronner quickly persuaded: "Hey, just send one person. So many people go, what if the other party is in trouble?"
"He Fang has friction with the British Isles recently. They can't trouble us at this time, and if the Cavendish family really does this, then he won't get anything." Dip jumped from the ship's edge. , Steadily stopped on the canoe on the water.
"What if by any chance?" Kenona grabbed the ladder in front of him, his face hesitant.
"Now the captain is in their hands, there is no such thing as an accident! Are you coming or not?" Dip said with a hint of impatientness on his face.
Kenona hesitated for a few seconds and then walked down the soft ladder on the ship. "What to urge, such a big thing, of course, we must consider more."
Just as the ship was heading towards the dock, the bandage said to Linda on the ship: "Three hours... after a while, if we... don't come back, lead... the warship against the wharf. Old... take ours. Life is a threat...Don't worry about it..."
Linda said nothing, and leaned her finger against the white triangle on her forehead.
Listening to the threats between the bandage words, the expression on the face of He Fang's contact person was very wonderful.
The group of people just got on the dock and found that a dozen black cars had already been parked waiting for them.
"Everyone, please, Mr. Jack is already waiting for you at the Governor's Mansion." said the pale-haired butler, neither humble nor arrogant.
Everyone got into the car quickly, but Lily had an accident. A large group of brown rats filled the three cars, not halfway down.
"Lily, what are you doing with so many mice? It's not going to fight, just bring a little bit, hurry up." Dip urged impatiently.
More than a dozen cars drove toward the Governor's Mansion, and the atmosphere in the cars was a little tense.
It is not only the vigilance about the environment, but also the nervousness about Charles' current situation. Three years have passed, and no one knows how Charles is now.
Kenona reached out and patted the co-pilot's bandaged shoulder. "Hey, first officer, I found the captain, what do you plan to do next? Do you really continue to look for the light place?"
"Look... the captain... how do you say..."
The doctor sitting next to him who was playing with his mobile phone said contemptuously: "Okay~EbookFREE.me~ Even if Charles does go to sea again, he will not take you, a guy who pretends to be seasick, to stay at ease on the island. Right."
An embarrassing expression flashed across Krona’s face, and then he quickly defended: "I am also doing this for the sake of the captain. I heard those lunatics of the Illuminati say that the captain jumped off the building himself, and his current mental state is really not suitable. Go to the sea again."
The doctor turned his face away, seemingly too lazy to talk to him.
The scene outside the car changed rapidly, and the crew quickly arrived at the heart of Hefang Island. Jack, who looked a little ugly, was already waiting at the gate of the Governor's Mansion.
Seeing a group of people getting off the car, he greeted him with a smile. "Who is Mr. Bandage from Hope Island?"
The bandage stepped forward, "...what about the captain..."
Jack's hands rise and fall as he speaks. "Everyone, please listen to my explanation. The Cavendish family sincerely hopes to cooperate with you, but now there is a slight situation, please understand."
"... Where's the captain..." The bandage repeated again.
The frowning Jack quickly pondered the words in his heart, thinking about how to explain the current special situation to the other party.
At this moment, Lily's mice suddenly squeaked.
Lily quickly jumped off James' shoulders and rushed to a street on the left. "Here is the smell of Mr. Charles. Come on."
The crew of the Narwhal looked at each other and quickly rushed towards there.
Looking at their distant backs, Jack slammed a fist on the street lamp next to him. The metal "creaking" made a small sound, and the bright street lamp fell and smashed the car parked on the side of the road.
After venting his dissatisfaction, Jack quickly followed.