Braised Pork Hock Is the Only Way

Medical Center.

Rooftop.

After a thrilling moment.

The medical staff, who had been kept at a distance by security guards to watch the commotion, rushed forward and lifted Carlton, who had a broken leg, onto a stretcher.

That's right.

The security guards were there when they arrived earlier than Adam.

But he completely ignored Carlton, who had his arms outstretched in the shape of Rose.

He simply stood there at a distance, maintaining order and preventing others from getting close.

Emmm.

This is his job.

Don't even think about risking your life to save someone.

"Have you read 'Dongfang Bubai'?"

Before Carlton was pushed away, Adam couldn't help but ask.

"You've seen it too?"

Carlton was overjoyed and even forgot his pain for a moment.

Adam's lips twitched, but he didn't answer.

As expected.

This period was the most brilliant era for Hong Kong cinema.

Hong Kong film tycoons are also keen on exporting Hong Kong films overseas, especially for the purpose of earning US dollars.

Although martial arts films are far less popular than kung fu films that have taken the West by storm.

But it's not like nobody watches it.

Why not just treat the agility and speed of lightness as magic?

People like Carlton are inherently out of step with the mainstream. Watching a niche Hong Kong martial arts film, the subject matter is still about the romantic love of people like them.

That makes perfect sense.

Beyond the sense of identity, Dongfang Bubai's beauty, power, romance, tragic betrayal, and resolute determination to make her betraying lover regret it for a lifetime will definitely resonate strongly with Carlton and his group.

Adam even speculated.

Anyone among Carlton and his ilk who has read about Dongfang Bubai probably wants to practice the Sunflower Manual.

"Dr. Duncan, I'm sorry."

After everyone had left, John Carter walked over, feeling ashamed.

"Do you know where you went wrong?"

Adam looked at him.

"I shouldn't have been so unprofessional; I upset her."

Carter lowered his head.

"Good to know."

Adam nodded. "As doctors, we are only responsible for treating and saving lives; everything else is none of our business."

"Yes, Dr. Duncan."

Carter agreed, but he was still very downcast.

No one would be able to laugh if they encountered such a situation.

"Actually, this isn't entirely your fault."

After offering a suggestion, Adam comforted him, saying, "He was hospitalized because of a car accident before, and now that I think about it, he probably crashed into it himself. Besides, this isn't about whether he's a man or a woman, but whether he's even human."

It's understandable that someone jumped in impulsively without knowing beforehand.

But when Adam informed him beforehand that this would endanger the safety of others, and left the choice to God, he jumped down.

That's something no human being could do!

"Alright, I just checked. They fit together very well, the gaps are just right, and the stitching is excellent. Clearly, your pig's trotters weren't wasted."

Adam patted Carter on the shoulder.

Carter's face lit up with excitement, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up.

"How do you treat the pig's trotters after stitching them up?"

Adam asked curiously.

"Cook it and eat it."

Carter laughed and said, "If we can't finish it, we'll give it away."

"It's too wasteful to cook it."

Adam smiled meaningfully, "Braised Pork Hock are the real deal."

After saying that, he went downstairs.

He also had to worry about whether the high heel had hit anyone.

Nurse station.

"What?"

When Adam heard that the high heel had actually hit someone, and that it was Barney who was about to be discharged from the hospital, he was stunned and felt a pang of shame.

Without him as the butterfly, Barney, with his Protagonist's Luck, would definitely have been surrounded by Charm Poison.

Not to mention that after finally getting better from her fracture and being discharged from the hospital, she was standing at the hospital entrance when a high heel fell from the sky and hit her.

The storm he unleashed with his outstretched wings completely overturned Barney's Protagonist's Luck.

"Is he alright?"

Adam said with concern.

Once upon a time, there was a man similar to Barney who was also hit by a boot that fell from the sky.

And then, that was it.

The hospital building wasn't very tall, but it was still high heels.

If you were to have a heel like a cone pierce your head, it could kill you.

"He's fine."

The nurse quickly said, "He was just hit on the head by the shoe and knocked unconscious, but he has already woken up."

"I'll go take a look."

Adam breathed a sigh of relief, nodded to the nurse, and strode towards Barney's VIP ward.

Who attacked me?

"Asshole!"

"I will never let him get away with this!"

"Ouch, that hurts!"

As soon as I entered the VIP ward, I heard Barney yelling and crying out in pain.

"George, leave this to me."

Adam walked in and spoke to George, who was examining Barney.

George nodded and left.

"Barney, you should be grateful."

Adam stepped forward, examining Barney as he chuckled, "If I hadn't pulled him up in time, it would have been a person, not just a shoe, that hit you on the head."

It's you again!

Barney completely ignored the fact that Adam had saved his life, pointing at Adam and saying, "I knew it! I'm doomed whenever you're involved!"

Several bets had already given Barney a certain amount of psychological trauma regarding Adam.

"Sorry, Barney's brain is damaged."

The African American man standing beside the hospital bed apologized on Barney's behalf, saying, "Thank you for saving him. I'm Barney's brother, James. You must be Adam."

"Don't mention it, Barney and I are good friends too."

Adam smiled and nodded at him, then looked him over.

I know what you're thinking.

Barney saw Adam's look and retorted, "Barney's white, James's African American, how could we possibly be brothers, right?"

"I didn't think that way."

Adam smiled slightly.

Please!

Barney pointed back and forth between his and James's faces. "We look exactly alike, okay? How could we not be brothers?"

"Yes, we are brothers."

James chimed in, "Come on, bro, give me a high five!"

Is high-fiving making a comeback?

Barney was overjoyed.

"Certainly."

James tightened his tie in the same way Barney did, and said in the same tone, "I announced it this morning."

He had this arrogant attitude of "I'm at the forefront of fashion".

"Nice!"

Barney was overjoyed and gave James a high five.

"See that?"

Barney pointed back at him and James again. "You dare say we're not brothers?"

"Hehe."

Adam smiled noncommittally.

I don't believe you for a second!

You grew up together and have the same personality and behavior, which is normal.

But you, a purebred white man, and a purebred African American, claim to be brothers?

You're challenging my common sense about genetics!

Even if you are half-siblings, or half-brothers, mixed-race people like you can't be this fair-skinned or this dark-skinned.

But as I always say: whatever makes you happy!

"Is Barney alright?"

James changed the subject.

"Well, Barney is lucky; he probably only has a mild concussion."

After a careful examination, Adam smiled and said, "But just to be on the safe side, let's get an MRI done and then have you hospitalized for observation."

"No!"

Barney immediately shouted, "I've had enough of the hospital! I want to be discharged! New York can't do without me, Barney Stinson!"