Chapter 46: Doctors

　　 Charles, sweating coldly, took a sip of water and looked at his crew. "Thanks, James."
　　 The brawny James showed a simple and honest smile on his face. "Yes, you are our captain after all."
　　 "Call everyone else here. Let's discuss the next plan."
　　 "Okay." James went out.
　　 "Finally, Sodom..." Charles lay down slowly, with a trace of relief on his tired face.
　　 Regardless of the process, he is one step closer to going home.
　　 "Cough!" The sudden cough made Charles instinctively touch the holster.
　　 Standing up, he turned his head and looked at an elderly man in a dirty white coat standing at the door, holding a wooden cup in his iron left hand.
　　 But compared to his appearance, his appearance couldn't be more normal.
　　'S wrinkled face itself is covered with various scars. The whole face is like a mirror that has been broken and then put together again.
　　 On this nightmare face, two yellow eyeballs were constantly trembling involuntarily, and the eyes inside were a little nervous.
　　 The old man didn't seem to see the hand that touched the weapon. He limped and walked over. Charles discovered that his left foot was also made of iron.
　　 "Drink it, don't chew." The old man's voice was old and short, and he put the cup in his hand on the table next to the bed.
　　 Charles held the cup and saw that there seemed to be some living thing swimming in the dark liquid inside.
　　 "You saved me? Thank you, I thought I was dead for such a serious injury." Charles finished speaking, put the cup to his mouth, and drank his chin.
　　 Suddenly a taste that was more bitter than coptis filled Char's mouth, the surface of the living creature in the potion was faintly with small burrs, and Charles had a pain in his throat, like swallowing a stone wrapped in gauze paper
　　 "What is the injury, your brain is now much more sick than your body." The old man turned around and squatted down, picking and choosing among the bottles with his iron hands.
　　 "Are you talking about auditory hallucinations in the ear?"
　　 "Ha, auditory hallucinations? If you just hear auditory hallucinations, cut off my other hand now!" The old man's voice was full of sarcasm.
　　 The old man was right. This kind of auditory hallucination has changed from auditory hallucinations to hallucinations. Everything around me has become a deformity. Blame me. Charles doesn't know what else is next, but it is definitely not a good thing.
　　 Although the words are not pleasant, Charles has another meaning. "Do you have a solution? Money is not a problem."
　　 The old man turned around and walked to Charles, staring at him with trembling eyes, "What is your name?"
　　 "Charles."
"Last name?"
　　 Charles' body lifted back slightly, pulling away from the old man. "No surname, just call me Charles."
　　 The old man stretched out the steel arm, "Rasto Herman, I don’t like people younger than me calling me Rasto, you can just call me a doctor."
　　 Charles stretched out his right hand and shook the cold iron hand. "Thank you, about my auditory hallucinations--"
　　 Charles was halfway through, and was interrupted by the doctor, "I can treat this syndrome. As for the whole Sodom, my treatment effect is the best. As for the reward, I don’t want to reply. I want the black mirror in your arms."
　　 Charles immediately understood what he was talking about and took the dead cell phone out of his arms. "You want it?"
　　 As soon as he saw the phone, Rasto made no secret of his desire to possess. "Yes, that's it, this kind of intact thing is very rare, I want it!"
　　 Charles looked down at the phone and his black screen. "Why do you want it? Do you know?"
　　 "No, I don't know, but my perception tells me this is not easy, and my perception is always accurate."
　　 Charles hesitated. This was the only thing he brought from the surface. It contained photos of his family.
　　 It's not that he couldn't bear it. It was that he had heard some rumors that some guys on the mysterious side could curse the original owner through objects. God knows what this guy would do with the phone.
　　 Just as Charles was thinking about it, the door was pushed open, the Narwhal crew rushed over in excitement, and Lily jumped directly on him.
　　 "Captain! You finally woke up!"
　　 "Mr. Charles!"
　　 "Captain, you are too good to have the facts."
　　 Charles looked at Rasto Herman who had left the crowd.
　　 "Doctor, I'll think about it again, and I'll notify you when I've decided." Charles put the phone in his pocket again.
　　Rasto cast a glance at the crowd and limped towards the outside. "Better hurry up, I don't care, your head won't last long."
　　 Charles cast his gaze on the most fringe bandage, "Chief Mate, any crew casualties."
　　 "Two sailors died..., sacrifices... one, big wheel tube amputation... Others were injured to varying degrees... with minor or serious injuries, the captain was dying..."
　　 Better than Charles thought, he thought he would have to change half of the crew this time.
　　 After Charles looked around, he asked with some confusion: "Where did that kid Dip go? He shouldn't die?"
　　 All the crew looked at the wooden door in the distance, and there was a figure on the floor outside the wooden door.
　　 "Deep, UU reading www.uukanshu.com come here."
　　 Dip with a blue nose and a swollen nose walked in from the door, his body also tied with a bandage.
　　 "What's wrong with the face?" Charles asked.
　　 "I beat him, this kid owes him a beat." Chef Fu Tan said fiercely, raising his arm.
　　 Deep red eyes directly knelt on the ground, his face full of shame.
　　In Dip’s heart, Charles is almost half of his father, and he almost stabbed him to death.
　　 His heart is both sad and guilty. If Charles really died because of him, then he really could not forgive himself for the rest of his life.
　　 "You have no salary for this mission, this matter is over."
　　Deep raised his head in shock. He originally thought he would be kicked out of the Narwhal and return to the street again. The result was actually let off so gently?
　　 "Remember the loss this time, don't be fooled by others."
　　 Charles has his own plan. Although Dip is a little simple, after all, he is the top teacher who trusts him, and the crew is easy to die. He must ensure that the crew on the ship is his own.
　　 It is very terrible that there is no one on the ship. The same thing happens. The crew with low loyalty will definitely throw the dying captain off the ship and sell the ship directly.
　　 Tears kept pouring out of Dip’s eyes, he nodded desperately, and vowed in his heart that this kind of thing would never happen again!
　　 Charles' gaze shifted from Dip to the second mate. "Has the gold on the wooden boat taken down?"
"Well, Sodom collects hulks, and the boats are also sold. The two pieces are settled, and a total of 1.54 million echoes. The old man received 300,000 treatment fees. By the way, not only did there be gold in the boat, I also found some things. "