Siheyuan, the opening gun is aimed at Yi Zhonghai

As soon as Zhou Zheng finished speaking, the crew members on the cargo ship swarmed into the cabin.

One of the crew members opened his eyes wide and exclaimed in amazement: "It's amazing! I have never seen such a miraculous thing. I didn't expect Mr. Zhou's medical skills to be so superb. It's really admirable!"

He Yushui stood aside, feeling secretly proud.

Although she already knew the reason, she couldn't help but raise her little head proudly when she heard others praising her little brother Zhou.

Her face was filled with pride, as if the compliment was not only directed at Zhou Zheng, but also a recognition and affirmation of herself.

Although Tian Xinyue did not speak, her expression also revealed joy. After all, as a woman, how could she not expect others to praise the person she loved?

At this time, Sister Lisa's injuries had been basically healed by Zhou Zheng.

Although she still feels some discomfort, her physical condition allows her to move freely.

The sadness gradually dissipated with the comfort of the crew members, and she began to carefully look at the young man in front of her.

He had sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, fair skin, and a face that looked like it was carefully carved, with clear lines and extraordinary handsomeness. He was wearing an off-white short-sleeved shirt, with spots of blood on the hem, like a bunch of enchanting red plum blossoms blooming on the shirt. His smile was warm and gentle, like a ray of sunshine falling on the heart, making people feel extremely comfortable and warm, as if it could dispel all the sorrow and pain in this brilliance.

She noticed the fiery gazes of the crew members around her, and her face turned slightly red. She then bowed and expressed her gratitude: "Thank you all, too..."

The crew members basically came from the lower classes of society. They would normally be nervous when seeing Lisa, the top lady at the Red Moon Ballroom, let alone seeing such a beautiful girl bowing to them and thanking them. They all felt flattered.

One of the crew members waved his hand hurriedly, indicating that he did not need the other party to thank him. The other crew members also echoed him, speaking in a very polite tone.

Zhou Zheng knew very well what these crew members were thinking at the moment. To them, the woman in front of them was like a goddess who they could only admire from afar and could not possess. It would be a luxury if this woman could smile at them, not to mention accepting her gratitude.

As the saying goes, "A life-saving favor should be repaid with one's own life." Although they knew this was not very realistic, it did not stop them from feeling excited.

Tian Xinyue looked at the crew members' lecherous looks and couldn't help but feel a surge of contempt in her heart. She felt both angry and amused. She rolled her eyes and snorted, "Didn't you say you wanted to make ginger soup?"

Her reminder made the crew members come back to their senses as if awakened from a dream. One of them said hurriedly: "Yes, yes! It's over there in the cockpit. Let's go drink a bowl of ginger soup to warm our bodies and drive away the cold air at sea."

Another crew member echoed, "That's right, we won't arrive in Guangzhou until midnight. If we don't drink some ginger soup to warm ourselves up, it will be very cold at night! We have to prepare some ginger soup every time we go out to sea to deliver goods."

At this moment, He Yushui suddenly remembered the shark that was on the deck. He changed the subject and asked, "Oh, the big fish we caught wouldn't have gotten away, would it? It would be such a pity if such a big fish got away."

Hearing this, a slightly fat crew member stepped forward and comforted him: "Don't worry, we have already locked the shark firmly to the mast. It will never get away."

Then, the crew member turned to Zhou Zheng and suggested, "Mr. Zhou, it may be inconvenient for you to handle such a big shark. Why don't you wait until we arrive in Guangzhou and let us help you handle it. We have a fixed shipping channel, which is much easier than handling it yourself."

Zhou Zheng didn't care about the shark at all. Talking about it now didn't arouse Zhou Zheng's interest at all, even though the shark belonged to Tian Xinyue.

Zhou Zheng waved his hand casually and said in a casual tone: "You guys can do whatever you want. As for the hard work fee, just deduct it from the money you make from selling fish!"

The crew member had this meaning when he said that. After hearing Zhou Zheng's answer, he was secretly delighted, but on the surface he still respectfully clasped his fists to Zhou Zheng and said gratefully: "Thank you, Mr. Zhou..."

At this moment, another crew member quickly stepped forward and deliberately changed the subject, saying, "Let's drink the ginger soup first. If we wait until it cools down before drinking it, the effect may not be so good."

Zhou Zheng naturally didn't want to offend them, so he waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's go and drink ginger soup together!"

Tian Xinyue, He Yushui and Sister Lisa followed Zhou Zheng closely, while the other crew members made way for them.

After drinking the ginger soup, He Yushui looked at Lisa's worn-out cheongsam and felt a little uncomfortable.

She thought about it, then took out a set of clothes from her suitcase, handed it to Lisa, and motioned for her to change into it.

Lisa was so grateful that she took the clothes and quickly changed them.

In fact, He Yushui had no choice but to do this.

Because not only the crew members, but even Zhou Zheng would cast his eyes on the torn hole in Lisa's cheongsam from time to time.

Under the bright moonlight, you can even clearly see a round white spot.

After putting on new clothes, Lisa was obviously in a much happier mood.

Everyone sat on the deck in front of the cockpit, talking and laughing.

At this time, Lisa took the initiative to propose singing a song for everyone, and everyone agreed.

You know, if you want to listen to Lisa sing at the Red Moon Ballroom, it would cost a lot of money! Now I can listen to her for free, which is even more exciting than picking up money.

Lisa cleared her throat and began to gather her emotions while facing the cold moon. After about a minute, her unique and beautiful voice finally rang out...

"A song of Dancer's Tears for everyone."

The song "Dancing Girl's Tears" she sang was not the well-known song in the 90s, but a folk tune unique to Hong Kong.

Although the tunes of the two songs are different, the emotions they convey are similar - both tell the story of a prostitute's rough life and her firm determination not to succumb to fate.

When Sister Lisa started singing, her voice was extremely unique, as if she could incorporate all the emotions she wanted to express into the song.

This infectious power enables every listener to deeply feel the hidden sadness deep in her heart.

With the help of "Other People's Children's Knowledge Card", Zhou Zheng's ability in the field of music appreciation has almost reached its peak.

To him, Lisa's singing is not just a simple sound, but more like a slowly unfolding painting.

The protagonist in the painting is a beautiful and graceful woman.

However, due to her humble background, she unfortunately fell into prostitution.

But what is commendable is that she always maintains her purity, like a white lotus, swaying gracefully in the breeze, emerging from the mud without being stained, and washing in the clear water without being coquettish.

Although she lives in a place of hustle and bustle and has to face all kinds of men every day, she is extremely proud in her heart, as if she is out of tune with this world.

However, fate always likes to play tricks on people. Misfortunes and disasters befell her one after another, making her already difficult life even more difficult.

However, she never succumbed to fate even once!

Every time she was knocked down, she would stand up again with strength, and with her firm belief and unyielding spirit, she issued a silent cry to this cruel world:

"Dancing girls are also people's sufferings. To whom can they tell?"

……

When the song ended, there was silence on the deck for a moment, and then there was warm applause.

Snap, snap, snap.

"Good! You sang very well... As expected of Sister Lisa."