Chapter 45

Taking Photos

"The person who went up just now is obviously not simple. He didn't say much from beginning to end, but no one dared to challenge him."

"The one who was beaten black and blue had to bow his head and apologize to the person who beat him. What a coward."

A few players who were hiding further away quietly came out from the corner after everyone had left. Although they didn't see clearly the reason for the incident, they saw clearly that someone was unilaterally beaten and finally bowed to apologize.

"I hate pretty boys who bully others the most." A muscular player stood up. His identity assigned by the instance was a sailor, and it was difficult for him to get close to the rich people upstairs.

"Could the revenge mentioned by the system be that the beaten person wants to take revenge on the pretty boy?"

A thin and small player rolled his eyes and said to the muscular player: "Think about it, the main mission hadn't refreshed before, until they started fighting, the main mission came out. How could there be such a coincidence?"

"The bullying pretty boy is powerful and influential. Even the second-in-command on the ship is related to him. No wonder the avenger wants to sink the whole ship into the sea." The thin and small lackey flattered the muscular player: "But with Brother Tiger here, sooner or later that pretty boy will learn how to behave."

"Of course!" Brother Tiger flexed his arm proudly, showing off his strong biceps to several players.

Other players looked at the thin and small one. This player didn't seem like a good person, inciting the muscular but brainless player next to him to scout the way and seek death.

However, his analysis also made sense. The main mission indeed refreshed around the time the fight happened.

If they were the ones beaten, it wouldn't be strange to want revenge.

But could this hatred be so great that they want to take everyone on the ship down with them?

"Mr. Shen, your leg bone has suffered a serious dislocation. We need to arrange a reduction for you as soon as possible."

The medical staff's tone was gentle, even soothing: "Please don't be afraid. We will give you local anesthesia, so it won't cause you too much pain."

Even if they had hearts of stone, seeing the terrible injuries all over the patient's body, they couldn't help but feel a bit of pity.

Those rich second generations really don't treat people as human beings!

"It doesn't matter." Shen Ran looked at his twisted left leg, his tone steady: "I'm not afraid of pain."

Hearing this, the nurse who was disinfecting Shen Ran's wounds trembled slightly at her fingertips. She was only in her thirties, with gentle and tolerant eyes: "How can there be young people who are not afraid of pain? The medical equipment on the ship is top-notch, guaranteed not to make you feel too uncomfortable."

Fortunately, it was calm today, with no waves on the sea, making the reduction surgery very easy.

"Judging from the swelling, the patient was injured at least two days ago." The doctor glanced at Shen Ran's red, swollen, twisted, and bruised leg, his tone much colder than the nurse's: "Prepare for reduction surgery. Does the patient have any accompanying personnel?"

He was a resident doctor on the Moon Gazing and was long accustomed to such things.

This was not the first one, nor would it be the last.

"Mr. Shen has no relatives or friends accompanying him. He was sent here by a distinguished guest on the 15th floor." The assistant reminded in a low voice: "The distinguished guest arranged accompanying personnel for Mr. Shen."

A guest from the 15th floor?

The doctor nodded: "I understand."

Local anesthesia didn't make one lose consciousness. Shen Ran could even clearly see his leg being manipulated by the medical staff like a broken stick. He had lost control of this leg.

At this moment, he was a little panicked and afraid. If his leg was crippled, would it feel like this?

"Mr. Shen, don't be afraid." The nurse glanced at the heart rate monitor, found that Shen Ran's heart rate had accelerated, and covered his eyes with an eye mask: "It will be over soon."

Darkness could only cover his eyes but couldn't stop his imagination.

"Doctor." When the nurse removed the eye mask, Shen Ran's foot was already wrapped in thick gauze. His voice was hoarse: "After my leg heals, can I still dance?"

This question made both the doctor and the nurse slightly stunned. They looked at Shen Ran's injured foot: "You work in the dance industry?"

"I am the principal classical dancer in the troupe." Shen Ran clutched the bed sheet on the hospital bed with a pale face: "Can I... still dance in the future?"

"Of course." The doctor took off his mask: "I am a professional orthopedic surgeon. You have to trust my medical skills."

"I didn't mean that..." Shen Ran explained eagerly: "Thank you, doctor."

As long as he can continue to dance.

"For the next month, you need to rest well and try not to let your leg suffer secondary injury." The doctor walked to the door, thought for a moment, and turned back to say: "If there is really a problem you can't solve, you can try to ask the chief officer on the ship for help. This voyage is his first time working on the Moon Gazing. I heard that he is upright and hearty, and has good popularity in the company."

Upright and hearty, so he dares to oppose injustice.

Good popularity in the company, so he has the confidence to stand up and oppose.

Only those who do not silently follow the rules of the Moon Gazing can be the life-saving straw for this young man.

The medical staff all understood the doctor's hint, but they all lowered their heads to pack up the medical tools, pretending not to hear anything.

"Push the patient out."

Everyone tacitly concealed this matter, as if the conversation just now had never happened.

"Hello, Mr. Shen." A middle-aged man and woman were already waiting outside the door. Seeing Shen Ran come out in a wheelchair, the man took the initiative to introduce himself: "We were arranged by Mr. Chao to take care of you."

The woman asked the doctor about the precautions for the patient.

"Mr. Shen's leg bone is dislocated and needs good rest." The doctor paused for a moment: "If conditions permit, please let Mr. Shen rest in bed, use a wheelchair for going out, and try not to let his leg suffer secondary injury."

"Don't worry." The woman showed a standard smile: "We will strictly follow the doctor's orders to take care of Mr. Shen."

Shen Ran looked at himself and suddenly said: "Where is the jacket? Where is the jacket draped over me?!"

"Mr. Shen, your jacket is here." The nurse put the jacket on his knees.

"Thank you." Shen Ran hugged the clothes in his arms tightly, letting the man and woman push him into the elevator.

He lowered his head blankly, not caring where they would push him.

The elevator arrived at the 6th floor. Shen Ran realized belatedly that there were many more staff members in sailor uniforms on this floor.

"Is he here?" Chief Officer Chao, standing at the door of the room, saw Shen Ran and turned to shout into the room: "Shengsheng, the person has been sent down."

Shen Ran looked at the tall and strong strange middle-aged man at the door, not knowing why he was waiting here specially.

It wasn't until a head popped out from behind the door that a smile appeared on his pale face. It was Mr. Chao.

"This is my uncle, you can just call him Uncle Chao." Chao Musheng took the half-peeled tangerine from Chief Officer Chao's hand and shared it with Shen Ran: "Your room is arranged next to Uncle's. The adjacent rooms are all occupied by the ship's staff."

"Thank you, Mr. Chao." Shen Ran tightly pinched the tangerine in his hand. The faint scent of tangerine rushed into his nose, sweet and warm, so sweet that he wanted to cry: "Hello, Uncle Chao."

Since being entangled by Song Cheng, he had never felt as at ease as at this moment. No need to worry about being humiliated by Song Cheng, no need to be mocked by Song Cheng's friends, no cold and sarcastic eyes.

Chao Musheng: "Quickly taste how the tangerine is?"

Shen Ran obediently put the tangerine into his mouth. In an instant, the sour taste rushed straight to his brain. All emotions in his brain were eroded by the boundless sourness, making his delicate features wrinkle together.

"Seems very sour." Chao Musheng returned the tangerine in his hand to Chief Officer Chao and was slapped by Chief Officer Chao: "Bad boy, letting others taste the tangerine for you again!"

"Ouch." Chao Musheng hid behind Shen Ran's wheelchair and pushed him into the room next door: "Uncle, I'm just playing with Shen Ran, don't hit me!"

Shen Ran, who had just been soured by the tangerine, instantly experienced wheelchair drifting. He felt that he was not a person now, but a shield for Mr. Chao to escape his uncle's pursuit.

"Don't run, don't let Xiao Shen fall." Chief Officer Chao watched Chao Musheng turn Shen Ran's wheelchair around and had to stop: "Just know how to mess around!"

"Two hours ago you praised me as a role model for all the children in the village. How long has it been, and you already dislike me?" Chao Musheng tutted: "Men's faces are really changeable."

Chief Officer Chao: "Believe it or not, I'll complain to your grandparents?"

"Uncle, I'm joking with you." Chao Musheng smiled fawningly and looked down at Shen Ran: "Right, Brother Shen?"

Shen Ran's brain was dizzy and hadn't reacted yet. Hearing Chao Musheng ask him, he nodded blindly.

After nodding, he noticed that Chao Musheng called him Brother Shen.

He stared blankly at Chao Musheng, his voice somewhat choked: "Mn, I'm fine."

"Then rest early tonight, I'll come to play with you tomorrow." Chao Musheng took out a purple-gold badge from his pocket and waved it in front of Shen Ran's eyes: "Wait for me to take you around the entire Moon Gazing."

"Wait!" Chief Officer Chao grabbed Chao Musheng's wrist and stared at the badge in his hand: "Where did you get this badge?"

Do you know what this badge represents, just taking it out casually?

"My boss gave it to me." Chao Musheng was puzzled: "The boss has a big box of them and let me take them to play. I'm not that thick-skinned, so I only took this one. Is there anything wrong with this badge?"

Brother Liu also has one, but the color is gold.

"Your boss is Mr. Xu?" Chief Officer Chao let go of Chao Musheng's hand: "The purple-gold badge represents the highest level of distinguished guests on the Moon Gazing. Wearing it, you can even order the captain to listen to you."

"In other words, you are now a man who can decide the fate of all employees on the Moon Gazing." Chief Officer Chao stared at the purple-gold badge with a hint of envy in his eyes: "Shengsheng, work hard with Mr. Xu when you go back. Otherwise, you won't feel secure holding this thigh, right?"

"Huh?" Chao Musheng turned the badge over and over several times. Can this thing be so powerful?

"When Mr. Xu gave it to me, he just said that wearing it allows me to play freely on the Moon Gazing." Chao Musheng carefully put the badge into his pocket and patted it twice before feeling at ease.

"But for a big shot like Mr. Xu, the purple-gold badge of the Moon Gazing is really not a good thing." Chief Officer Chao rubbed Chao Musheng's head: "Uncle has been sailing on the sea for twenty or thirty years and doesn't understand the twists and turns between big shots. But when you were in trouble, Mr. Xu was willing to bring people to back you up, which shows he values you very much."

"Of course, I am the technical consultant of Kunlun Group." Chao Musheng's eyes lit up: "Uncle, speaking of which, do I count as your connection?"

"What do you mean?" Chief Officer Chao didn't react.

"Although the chief officer is very powerful, you still have the captain above you." Chao Musheng patted the pocket containing the purple-gold badge: "But now it's different. You have me, a big golden nephew. From now on, you are a man on equal footing with the captain!"

"Going crazy again, take your badge and go play somewhere else." Chief Officer Chao picked up Chao Musheng and walked out: "Go, go, go, don't disturb the wounded's rest."

The nephew with the purple-gold badge is still just a nephew he can pick up with one hand.

"Brother Shen, I'll come to play with you tomorrow!" The moment the door closed, Chao Musheng didn't forget to make an appointment with Shen Ran for tomorrow.

"Okay." Shen Ran touched the corners of his mouth that were turned up. He was actually smiling just now.

Chief Officer.

So Mr. Chao's uncle is the chief officer of the Moon Gazing, the person the doctor hinted could help him.

The two men and women taking care of him were tidying up the room for him. Shen Ran drove the wheelchair to the window, looked at the dark sea outside, and clutched the jacket covering his knees.

"Mr. Xu." Chao Musheng returned to the room. Xu Chenzhu was sitting on the sofa reading a book in a bathrobe. His semi-dry hair looked soft, weakening the nobility and sharp aura on him.

"Back?" Xu Chenzhu closed the book in his hand and poured him a cup of hot milk: "How is Mr. Shen's physical condition?"

"The physical condition is not serious. What is more serious is the psychological problem. The psychiatrist said he has self-destructive tendencies." Chao Musheng took the milk and smiled gratefully at Xu Chenzhu: "I felt it was inappropriate to arrange his room above the 12th floor, so I arranged for him to live on the 6th floor."

The 6th floor is the floor below the bridge, where mostly crew members and some staff live. Although not as luxurious as the rooms above the 10th floor, it is far away from those second generations.

"Okay." Xu Chenzhu waited for Chao Musheng to finish the milk, took the empty cup, and got up to wash the cup at the sink.

With his back to Chao Musheng, the sound of rushing water made his voice sound a bit blurry: "Is your relationship with the Song family very bad?"

"From birth until now, I haven't even entered the gate of the Song family, so there's no relationship to speak of." Chao Musheng walked to Xu Chenzhu: "Mr. Xu, let me do it."

"Just a cup." Xu Chenzhu put the cleaned cup on the cup rack: "The Song family treats you badly."

"Human hearts are naturally biased." Chao Musheng never regarded the Song family as relatives, so he wasn't sad: "I don't lack the favor of elders. Whether the Song family is good or not is not important."

Who isn't an old person's precious treasure?

He is also the precious treasure of his grandparents in Chaojiawan.

Just as they were speaking, the grandparents' video call came.

"Grandma, Grandpa." Chao Musheng quickly connected the video and waved smilingly to the two elders in the phone: "Good evening."

"Shengsheng, did you get seasick today?" Grandma nagged: "Before boarding, I asked your parents to prepare seasickness medicine for you. Did they prepare it for you?"

"Not seasick. Mom and Dad prepared it for me, but I didn't use it." Chao Musheng glanced at Xu Chenzhu beside him and moved the phone: "Grandma, Grandpa, this is Mr. Xu, my immediate boss. Last time our village held a cultural event, the mineral water everyone drank was sponsored for free by Mr. Xu's company."

Xu Chenzhu saw himself appear in Chao Musheng's phone video, his pupils trembled, and he said stiffly: "Hello, Grandma, Grandpa."

Chao Musheng turned his head in shock. No, boss, what kind of address is this?!

"Oh, hello Mr. Xu. Mr. Xu is so young and already a big boss?!" Grandma beamed with joy: "Good-looking and capable. Shengsheng should learn more from your boss."

Chao Musheng glanced at Xu Chenzhu, seeing his ears turn red from Grandma's praise, and coughed dryly: "Grandma, Grandpa, let me show you the room I live in, super luxurious."

He took the phone and circled the suite. When he came back, Xu Chenzhu was still standing by the sink.

"Really beautiful. So rooms on the ship can be this big."

"If the two elders like it, I can arrange a trip for you too." Xu Chenzhu picked up a towel to wipe his already dry hands: "Stay in this room right now."

"Oh my, how can we be so troublesome? Shengsheng's grandpa and I both get a bit seasick. Shengsheng just needs to take more photos of the ship for us every day." Grandma said cheerfully: "Does Mr. Xu like eating peaches? After you get off the ship, I'll send a few boxes of peaches to Shengsheng and ask him to bring them to you."

"Like." The towel in Xu Chenzhu's hand was twisted into a rope: "Thank you, Grandma."

"You're welcome, you're welcome." Grandma was very happy: "Our Chaojiawan peaches are especially delicious. If you like them, I'll send more. But fruit can't be eaten as a meal. You must have a balanced diet to be healthy."

Grandma talked a lot about health preservation. Xu Chenzhu kept nodding and agreeing with a good temper. Later, Grandma stopped calling him Mr. Xu and directly called him Xiao Xu.

After hanging up the video, Chao Musheng was a little embarrassed: "Mr. Xu, my grandma is quite enthusiastic..."

"Not at all, Grandma and Grandpa are very good people." Xu Chenzhu untwisted the rope, lowered his eyes and said: "I haven't had elders' love since I was young. This is the first time I felt being nagged and cared for by old people."

"Oh..." Chao Musheng inexplicably felt that Xu Chenzhu, who lowered his head and picked at the hand towel, was a bit pitiful.

He stole several glances at Xu Chenzhu: "Mr. Xu, I'm going back to my room to wash up."

"Okay." Xu Chenzhu threw the hand towel into the recycling bin: "Good night."

"Good night."

On the dark sea, the luxury cruise ship moved forward quietly. The bright moon rose, illuminating the sweet dreams on the windowsill.

In the darkness, Chao Musheng seemed to hear something crying in pain, each sound carrying endless despair.

He woke up from the dream with a start, only to find moonlight sneaking into the room.

Lifting the quilt and getting out of bed, he opened the window and walked out to the balcony. The night sea breeze was a bit cool, blowing his sleepiness away without a trace.

The ship wasn't moving very fast. Sitting on the balcony, he could clearly hear the sound of waves hitting the hull. Chao Musheng lay back on the chair, staring at the moon in the sky in a daze.

The moon is so big and round today. The scenery on the deck should be even better looking?

"Brother Wu, the 15th floor is too luxurious, even the handrails are gold-plated." Some oil paintings hung on the wall. The younger brother always felt these paintings were a bit creepy and dared not look closely.

Brother Wu adjusted his white uniform: "Otherwise, why would so many waitresses want to come to work on the 15th floor?"

"Brother Wu, have you noticed anything wrong?" The younger brother always felt the paintings on the wall seemed to be moving: "How long have we been walking in this corridor?"

Brother Wu stopped. He looked back at the endless corridor.

The room doors on the 15th floor absolutely couldn't be this dense.

Bad, they fell into the folded space of the instance.

No wonder he only gave the foreman a few red envelopes, and the foreman easily agreed to transfer them to the 15th floor. It turned out that the 15th floor is much more dangerous than the lower floors.

"Brother Wu, items can't be used normally, we can't get out."

Brother Wu tried hard not to let his younger brother see his panic: "Don't panic, follow me."

The younger brother tightly grabbed Brother Wu's clothes, daring not to make another sound.

Tap tap tap.

In the empty corridor, only the footsteps of the two of them could be heard, as if there were no living people in this world except them.

Chao Musheng opened the door and saw two waiters circling in the corridor. The waiter behind was pulling the tail of the waiter's clothes in front, looking as serious as if they were performing some mysterious ritual.

"You guys..." Watching them circle seven or eight times in front of him, Chao Musheng couldn't help but speak: "Two people can also play eagle catches chicks?"

This sentence seemed to be a spell breaking the dead silence of the corridor. Brother Wu and the younger brother looked back at the young man who suddenly appeared in the corridor, feeling that the light above the young man's head was not light, but the holy halo of a benefactor descending.

The corridor returned to normal, and even the cold floor under their feet turned into a soft and clean carpet.

They came out?

The younger brother let go of Brother Wu's clothes and almost knelt in front of the young man.

"Hello sir, we are waiters just transferred up. The leader arranged for us to patrol the corridor." Brother Wu didn't see any punctuation marks above Chao Musheng's head. Not knowing if he was a player or a native, he said cautiously: "Sir, do you need any service from us?"

If they didn't meet a guest needing service in the corridor tonight, would they have been trapped in the instance's folded space forever?

"I'm fine, going to the deck to look at the moon." Chao Musheng felt these two waiters looked not very smart: "There is a waiter's lounge at the end of the corridor. You can just wait in the lounge. If passengers need service at night, they will ring the service bell."

Brother Wu instantly understood that the foreman on the 15th floor was playing them.

When arranging for them to keep watch and patrol, the foreman didn't tell them about this at all.

"Xiao Qi, you go to the lounge. If a guest needs service, contact me in time." Brother Wu didn't want to miss this person who had goodwill towards them: "Sir, it's unsafe for you to go to the deck alone. I'll accompany you."

Seeing the other party didn't refuse, Brother Wu followed the young man all the way to the deck. He looked at the sky; the moon tonight was indeed exceptionally round.

Chao Musheng took his phone and took a few photos of the night view, and handed the phone to Brother Wu: "Take a picture for me."

Brother Wu carefully took the phone and used the best photography skills of his life to take a few photos.

The person is good-looking, and the photos are also good-looking. Even the moon was set off to look better.

"Thank you." Chao Musheng smiled and took the phone: "I'll take a few for you too."

Brother Wu was stunned. Under the young man's smiling eyes, he handed his phone to the other party, and then made a stiff V-sign at the camera.

After taking photos, the young man didn't stay on the deck for long and returned to the room on the 15th floor accompanied by him.

People who can live in the supreme guest rooms on the 15th floor can only be natives, not players.

He and Xiao Qi actually met a kind native without a mark?

In the morning, breakfast was served. Secretary Liu just picked up his chopsticks when the boss placed all the good-looking food in front of Xiao Chao.

Secretary Liu was confused. What does this mean?

"Take a picture." Xu Chenzhu placed the last plate, straightened the slightly crooked placemat: "Remember to send it to Grandma and Grandpa after taking it."

Secretary Liu: Huh?

When did the boss have a grandma and grandpa? How come he didn't know?