Chapter 92 – Zhao Hongxing’s Plan – Northern School Tomb Raider’s Notes

I followed Zhao Hongxing into the villa.

“Xuan Xuan you go upstairs and play, Dad and this guy need to talk about work stuff.”

The young girl was leaning back on the couch with her bare feet and applying a face mask when she rolled over and sat up: “Dad! This kid can’t really be your boss!”

Zhao Hongxing said with a black face to hurry up the stairs, or disobey and send her to school. The girl then reluctantly went up to the second floor with bare feet.

“Boss Zhao, can you tell us the exact process?” I’m referring to how he’s going to transfer the head out unknowingly, it’s a central hospital and there are police officers watching.

Zhao Hongxing lit a cigar, he took a deep breath of smoke and said: “Money makes the devil push the mill, as long as there is money, there is nothing that can not be done, kid you have money?”

“Me?” I immediately shook my head and said I didn’t have any money.

“That’s good,” Zhao Hongxing pointed at me and said, “Let’s talk about money when the people are fished out, how much did you sell that batch of antiques?”

Even if I didn’t tell the man I guess he could find out, I thought about it and said, “550, it’s a check.”

Zhao Hongxing s hand holding the cigar trembled, obviously frightened by the money. I know one thing, he saves the head of the handle at the same time he saves himself.

“Boy attach your ear, this is how we’re going to do it tonight ……”

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At 11:30 p.m., an ambulance pulled up to the central hospital, and four paramedics with masks rushed down from the ambulance.

“Where are the people? Where are the patients who need to be transferred?”

Hearing the shout, a head nurse quickly ran over and asked, “You’re from Yanghe, right? Sign here, the patients who need to be transferred for treatment are ready.”

The head nurse confirmed the signature and then made a landline call, and in less than ten minutes, several nurses wheeled over a hospital bed. On the hospital bed lay an unconscious old man in his sixties or seventies, the very head of the handle.

I tightened the mask on my face, took over from the nurse at the central hospital and pushed the hospital bed out the door.

“You guys wait,” suddenly, someone behind us yelled for us to stop.

“What is it officer?”

The old constable and the young constable ran over quickly, the old constable pointed to the hospital bed and said, “I asked the duty officer, he said that the patient’s condition has suddenly deteriorated and he needs to be transferred to Yanghe for an operation, are you the doctors of Yanghe?”

There are a total of four of us here, the lead doctor retired his mask and smiled, “Yes officer, this is my ID, I’m Liu Zhiyuan from the Department of Nurturing and Trauma Surgery, I’m in charge of maintaining the patient’s vitals on the way to transfer to the hospital, and we’re well-equipped with instruments on board.”

Many people may not be clear, in Hong Kong there, the best doctors, the best equipment and treatment are in private hospitals, and different from the mainland, the domestic doctors are followed by the hospital, where the hospital where the doctor will work, but not here in Hong Kong, great doctors are attached to private hospitals, compared to the central hospital, private hospitals can provide better treatment, the strength of the stronger.

Of these, the Hong Kong Sanatorium and Hospital, Mount Elizabeth Hospital and St. Paul’s Hospital are the three best private hospitals, and some critically ill patients whose major surgeries cannot be done in the public sector are often referred here.

The old officer checked the doctor’s credentials before saying, “Then please, we’ll follow up there afterward, so you can go.”

“Okay, the patient is in critical condition, please move over.”

“Careful, put the hospital bed wheels away,” and out of the hospital doors the head was directed to be lifted into the ambulance.

The ambulance then pulled the siren and drove all the way out of the hospital.