After working for most of the night, although her face was still pale and her body was still cold, this woman's breathing was much calmer.

After covering her with many things and giving her an intravenous drip, the doctor went back to the room to sleep.

He has done everything he can, and whether this woman can survive depends on God's will.

"Xiao Zhang, thank you for your hard work. Just keep an eye on her first. If she gets a fever, call me again. With so many injuries on her body and drinking so much sea water, it will be difficult to deal with inflammation and infection!"

Although the wounds have been generally treated, the wound on this woman's forehead is too severe and deep, and it will definitely leave scars. It is a pity for such a beautiful girl...

The doctor sighed and shook his head and said to the waitress.

"Okay, I understand, Dr. Lu, please go back and rest." The waitress smiled and watched Dr. Lu go out.

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In the quiet room on the ship, the waitress named Xiao Zhang, who had been smiling before, suddenly turned cold.

She turned around, sat by the bed, and looked at the woman lying on the bed with some indifference. Her eyes were as cold and lonely as ice that had lasted for thousands of years.

Such a sharp look, like a dormant killer.

The waitress lowered her body, opened the sleeping woman's clothes again, and carefully looked at the flame tattoo she had accidentally seen just now.

The beating flames snaked along the woman's skin like life, giving rise to a strange feeling.

The waitress raised her hand and gently touched the tattoo to make sure it was truly tattooed.

The look of this flame is so familiar... isn't it...

My heart trembled, as if I already knew the origin of this woman.

Not daring to think about it any further, the waitress carefully pulled up her skirt. This matter must be reported to Master Ye.

We can't let some unknown person get on the ship, lest it be detrimental to Master Ye.

She thought about it in her mind, gave her a cold look again, then sat on the edge of the bed and stayed there quietly all night.

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In the early morning, the sunrise on the sea seems to be much earlier than in the city.

Before the bright red sun emerged from the horizon, the sky was filled with red clouds. When the sun slowly emerged, half of the sky was dyed red.

Such gorgeous colors are like the red on cloud brocade, gorgeous and charming...

One can’t help but marvel at this magical scenery.

Slowly, the sun rose higher and higher, and finally jumped out of the horizon, shining on the earth, and the heavy fog on the sea was forced back by the sunshine.

The calm sea stretches as far as the eye can see, and the sky is as blue as the sea, cloudless.

In the most luxurious room of the cruise ship, a man in a nightgown was dining elegantly.

He has brown hair, gray pupils, and a typical European appearance.

The eye sockets are deep-set, and the facial contours are graceful and deep. He is as handsome as a god in Norse mythology.

They say he is European, but if you look closely at him, you feel like he is Chinese.

If we really want to investigate, I'm afraid this man should be of mixed race.

He ate very elegantly, but he was eating the simplest Western-style breakfast, but he was like a palace noble. Every time he raised his hand, every movement seemed like a picturesque scenery.
Chapter completed!