Beipai Tomb Raiders Notes

I followed Zhao Hongxing into the villa.

"Xuanxuan, you go upstairs to play, Dad and this person want to talk about work."

The young girl was leaning on the sofa with her bare feet to put on a facial mask. She rolled over and sat up: "Dad! This kid can't be your boss!"

Zhao Hongxing said with a dark face that he should go upstairs quickly, or he would send her to school if he didn't obey.The girl reluctantly went up to the second floor with her bare feet.

"Boss Zhao, can you tell me the specific process?" I was referring to how he would move his head out without anyone noticing. There was the central hospital, and there were police officers watching.

Zhao Hongxing lit his cigar, took a deep puff and said, "Money can turn ghosts around. As long as you have money, you can do anything. Do you have money, boy?"

"Me?" I immediately shook my head and said I had no money.

"Okay then," Zhao Hongxing pointed at me and said, "We'll talk about money when someone fishes them out. How much did you sell those antiques for?"

Even if I didn't tell this person, he might be able to find out. I thought about it and said, "550, it's a check."

Zhao Hongxing's hand holding the cigar trembled, apparently frightened by the money.I know one thing, he saves his head and saves himself at the same time.

"Come here with your ears attached, let's do this tonight..."

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At 11:30 in the evening, an ambulance stopped at the Central Hospital, and four medical staff wearing masks rushed out of the ambulance.

"What about people? What about patients who need to be transferred?"

Hearing the call, a head nurse ran over quickly and asked: "You are here from the foster care, right? Sign your name, and the patients who need to be transferred for treatment are ready."

After confirming the signature, the head nurse called the landline. Within 10 minutes, several nurses walked over pushing a hospital bed.A comatose old man aged 70 to [-] was lying on the hospital bed.

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

"Wait a minute," suddenly, someone behind us called us to stop.

"What's the matter, officer?"

The old policeman and the young policeman ran over quickly, and the old policeman pointed to the hospital bed and said, "I asked the supervisor on duty, and he said that the patient's condition suddenly deteriorated and he needed to be transferred to Sanatorium for surgery. Are you the doctor of Sanatorium? "

There are four of us here. The leading doctor took off his mask and said with a smile: "Yes, officer, this is my ID. I am Liu Zhiyuan from the Sanatorium and Trauma Surgery Department. I am responsible for maintaining the vital signs of patients on the way to the hospital. The instruments in our car Very complete."

Many people may not know that in Hong Kong, the best doctors, the best equipment and treatment are all in private hospitals. Unlike the mainland, domestic doctors follow the hospital and work wherever the hospital is, but here in Hong Kong No, great doctors are affiliated with private hospitals. Compared with central hospitals, private hospitals can provide better treatment and are stronger.

Among them, the Sanatorium and Hospital, Elizabeth Hospital, and St. Paul's Hospital are the three best private hospitals. Some critically ill patients are often transferred here for major operations that cannot be performed by the public.

The old police officer checked the doctor's certificate, and then said: "Then trouble you, we will follow up later, you can go."

"Okay, the patient's condition is critical, please let me go."

"Be careful, put the wheels of the hospital bed away," he said as he walked out of the hospital gate, and was directed to lift his head into the ambulance.

Then the ambulance sounded the siren and drove all the way out of the hospital.

After passing the traffic lights, several people in the car took off their masks.

These people are me, Zhao Hongxing, Liu Zhiyuan, and Dong Rensen.Among them, Liu Zhiyuan and Dong Rensen are real doctors, and these two are indeed doctors in Sanatorium and Hospital.

The whole thing seemed to be going well, but in fact a lot of work was done behind it, and Zhao Hongxing spent a lot of money.

First of all, during the day, Zhao Hongxing contacted a doctor at the Central Hospital. The doctor issued a critical illness notice and explained the situation and needed to be transferred to Sanatorium.Zhao Hongxing said that it was inconvenient to disclose the doctor's name, and it cost 16 yuan to bribe the Central Hospital.

Liu Zhiyuan and Dong Rensen are colleagues, they have a problem, love to gamble.Zhao Hongxing was able to hook up with these two because he lost money in gambling in Macau and needed money to pay off his gambling debts.

The ambulance drove directly to Qingyuan Garden. Zhao Hongxing's driver had already arranged for a corpse. The owner of the corpse was about the same age as Batou. At the same time, there was a whole set of diving equipment in the car.

The next day, there was an extra piece of news in the morning paper.

An ambulance from the Sanatorium and Hospital was in an accident on the way back. The ambulance rushed down the Kap Shui Mun Bridge and fell into the South China Sea. The salvage work is currently underway. According to the investigation, apart from the doctors and nurses from the Sanatorium and Hospital at the time of the accident, There is also a critically ill patient transferred from the central hospital.

Two doctors, Liu Zhiyuan and Dong Ren, took the money and left Hong Kong to disappear.

As for the salvage job, maybe you can find the car, but you will never find the person.Zhao Hongxing said that even if it is salvaged, the day lily will be cold by then.

This thing sounds mysterious. Apart from spending money, it depends on luck. It can't be done now, but in Hong Kong back then, as long as you were willing to spend money, you could indeed do it.

The follow-up treatment of the head is a problem. Zhao Hongxing asked me to stay in his house and not show up. He hired a team to help treat the head in the villa.This kind of private medical team charges high fees and is highly hidden, and it still exists until now.

The leader of the medical team is surnamed Zuo. Zhao Hongxing said that he is good at medicine. Once we were chatting, I asked Brother Zuo if you know Tianlin Pharmaceutical Research Branch.

He nodded and said: "Of course I know. Anyone who does private work knows Tianlin Medicine. The brain-strengthening needle they developed can help cancer patients live longer. One injection is 100 million. The formula of the brain-strengthening needle is a money printing machine. It is used all the time. printing money."

I asked again: "Brother Zuo, do you know someone nicknamed Doctor or Teacher?"

"I've heard of it, but I haven't seen it. It's a mysterious person." He asked me what he was doing.I smiled and said it was okay, just asking out of curiosity.

When I went back to my hotel room yesterday, not only did I find the head turned over, I also found that the room I lived in had been turned over.

My intuition told me that someone was looking for that bottle of medicine. I only told Li Zheng about this, and Li Zheng arranged for someone to get me drunk that night. It is not difficult to guess who did it.

That night, I was about to go back to my room to sleep, when someone on the second floor suddenly shouted: "Hey, boy, do you want instant noodles?"

Looking up, Zhao Hongxing's daughter was looking at me in her pajamas.

I shook my head and said no, the girl immediately said angrily: "I want to eat, you go and cook instant noodles for me, if you want white elephant, don't ask Master Kong, don't put the oil bag, I'm afraid of getting fat, cook for 3 minutes, don't cook for too long."

I am not a servant.

I turned upstairs and said, "Is it ready to be served to you after it's cooked?"

The girl leaned on the stairs and shouted: "Of course, you live in my house, don't you let me handle it myself?"

Zhao Hongxing doted on her daughter to the sky. In my eyes, her daughter is not like a princess, but like a waste.

Seeing that I ignored her and wanted to turn around and go back to her room, she was in a hurry.

The girl shouted at the top of her voice: "Boy! You have to cook instant noodles for me today! You grave robber!"