Days in Hong Kong variety shows

Fortunately, Mr. Cao contacted Director Wu of a paper mill in eastern Guangdong to inquire whether there was a highly accomplished surgeon named Professor Qiu at Jiangcheng Medical College.

If the real-life Master Qiu from the previous life were reflected in this Hong Kong variety show world, and if we could invite him or one of his top disciples to perform the surgery, then Shen Xue's liver tumor removal success rate would undoubtedly soar to its highest.

In his previous life, Dr. Qiu was one of the founders of modern hepatobiliary surgery and organ transplantation surgery in China. His unique "Qiu's Knife Technique" has had a profound influence in the international medical field, and he can be said to be one of the world's leading experts in hepatobiliary surgery.

The official response was incredibly swift; in less than half an hour, Director Wu had called back, confirming that Jiangcheng Medical College did indeed have a leading expert in hepatobiliary surgery, known as the "Father of Surgery," ranked number one in surgery, and holding a top position in the domestic medical community.

Then Cao Tai proposed that he would like to ask Professor Qiu to make a business trip to Hong Kong Island to perform a surgery. The cost was negotiable. The main thing was that Mr. Cao wanted to donate some of the world's top medical equipment to Jiangcheng Medical College.

We can ask some official friends on the mainland for help with the negotiations; getting Mr. Qiu to intervene should not be a problem.

Can Hong Kong Island Hospital accept a mainland doctor performing surgery? Don't they know that Dr. Qiu has a doctorate from the Munich Medical School and an honorary doctorate from Heidelberg University?

Based on those last two titles alone, no one in the Hong Kong medical community dares to underestimate him.

After arranging Shen Xue's hospitalization, HKD 10 was temporarily deposited into the hospital account, and then HKD 20 was transferred to Feng Yuxiu's card as a settlement allowance.

This new Hong Kong Islander moved to the mainland for two reasons: first, to challenge various masters, and second, because the cost of living is lower there! It's clear that Master Feng is currently a poor guy; he's very good at fighting, but he doesn't know how to make money.

Before, his wife had to work at a small restaurant downstairs.

Of course, in the end, he also gave the eager Sangbang 10 yuan. He was a muscle-bound brute who didn't have any savings at all.

Mr. Cao suspects that if he hadn't been able to freeload in the team before, he might have been begging for food long ago.

Another guy who can't make money. It seems the money he got before was either tricked or swindled away.

After making the arrangements, Cao Tai left first.

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The restaurant "Fong Wing Kee Satay Beef Side Dishes" on Nathan Road (the original location is on Hau Wong Road in Kowloon City) is a famous restaurant specializing in beef dishes.

The restaurant occupies three storefronts, with the food preparation area and kitchen in the middle, and the dining areas on the left and right sides.

Because the restaurant uses only carefully selected Australian Wagyu beef, the beef has evenly distributed marbling, melts in your mouth, and has a strong beef flavor.

So after Miss Ruby brought him here to eat once, Mr. Cao would come every few days to satisfy his craving.

Of course, as most people who have seen movies know, when you go to a restaurant, if there are seats against the wall, you should definitely sit in the one against the wall.

Mr. Cao is now sitting alone at a round table, with his back against the wall.

The table was covered with plates of sliced ​​beef, including marbled beef, brisket, and chuck, as well as two baskets of fresh chrysanthemum greens to cut through the richness.

When the dishes on the table were almost empty, a man with long hair tied in a ponytail entered with four young men whose hair was dyed yellow, red, and other colors.

The group sat down at the table next to Cao Tai. The man with the ponytail, seemingly quite experienced, sat against the wall, and his underlings followed suit and sat around him.

However, as soon as the man with the ponytail lit a cigarette, he immediately got up and sat down at the table in front of him, and several of his underlings followed suit.

The young man in the coconut-scented jacket who was dining at the table looked up, looking rather embarrassed at the five pairs of eyes staring at him.

"Young man, excuse me, I'll get you a different table." The waiter appeared almost instantly and moved the man from the coconut-scented area to the table furthest in from the wall.

The shop owner, who was standing behind the cashier, quickly came out and stood in front of the man with the ponytail, apologizing nervously, "I'm so sorry, ponytail guy, I'm so sorry!"

"I'll take you on!" The man with the ponytail exhaled a puff of smoke, glaring fiercely at the restaurant owner.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." The boss could only continue to nod and bow in apology.

"Believe it or not, I'll slap you twice," the ponytail guy said menacingly.

"Excuse me, where was the service lacking?" the boss continued, bowing and scraping.

"Dripping water, you idiot."

"I'm so sorry, I'll have someone cut you two plates of the finest Michelin-starred beef right away. I'm so sorry..." the boss apologized and offered his condolences.

This is a classic scene, definitely!

Mr. Cao looked at the half-full basket of chrysanthemum greens left on the table in front of him, and decided to blanch them one by one and eat them slowly. After all, he had just had a big feast and was already 80% full. He thought it would be better to eat these last few chrysanthemum greens slowly to savor the taste in his mouth.

Just as the beer was served to the guy with the ponytail, a middle-aged, short-haired, chubby man walked in through the door, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, wearing an open tactical vest-like jacket.

Mr. Cao, who had a keen eye, noticed the holster hanging from his waist as he walked, his coat swaying. Inside the holster was clearly a short-barreled .38 rifle currently used by plainclothes police officers on Hong Kong Island.

Don't doubt Mr. Cao's judgment; after all, he still has an identical police pistol lying in his storage space.

This should be Sergeant Fat Sha from the Tsim Sha Tsui Anti-Triad Unit. He only has one resemblance to the Lin family's supporting actor from his previous life, but he has absolutely no resemblance to Brother Hong, the owner of "Kowloon Ice Room".

Fei Sha first scanned the diners in the restaurant, and when he saw Mawei's group, he strolled over, grabbed a chair, and squeezed into Mawei's table to sit down.

Their gazes met with a fierce exchange, like the flashing of swords. In the end, Ponytail was defeated and slunk back to the table where he had first come in.

The man with the coconut-scented demeanor had to move his dining area to a cluttered table next to the food delivery aisle with the help of the staff, a scene that was just like the one before.

The scene created by the three groups of people in the shop flowed through Cao Tai's mind. It seemed that tonight at midnight, the robbers of the King's Road robbery would come out of their hideout and prepare to escape by boat.

When the robbery first occurred, the police had a tight cordon, so the robbers had no chance to escape and could only hide on the spot. Now, more than a week has passed, and the police don't have as much energy to put into the cordon. It seems that the robbers have found an opportunity to take a ferry out of Hong Kong Island tonight.

When I watched the TV series "PTU" before, there was a scene where nine PTU officers armed with .38 rifles were shooting at four ruthless criminals on the street.

Four ruthless criminals were armed with two AKs and two Black Star rifles. In the end, the police killed the criminals without taking any damage.

Such scenes are only depicted in movies and TV shows with such exaggerated detail. In reality, if the engagement distance exceeds 50 meters, two AKs would completely dominate a .38 caliber rifle.

If the distance gets closer, and the police fail to kill or wound the robbers in a surprise attack, giving them the opportunity to pick up their AKs, then all nine PTU officers could potentially be wiped out at close range.