Despite the increasing wealth and improved living standards of people from the mainland, with many affluent and attractive individuals, I still chose to immigrate to Hong Kong. Why is that?
I have been living in Hong Kong for five and a half years. There are many reasons to stay in Hong Kong, but these feelings have accumulated from a series of small experiences. Here are a few examples:
I underwent a nasal polyp surgery in Hong Kong, utilizing the public hospital system. The process included making an appointment for a general outpatient visit, being referred to a specialist, the surgery itself, and follow-up consultations, taking about 2-3 weeks in total (the surgery was only one day, the rest was waiting for appointments). The total cost was approximately 300 Hong Kong dollars, and the doctor's attitude was excellent. I lost my wallet while dining, called the police, and two officers arrived on the scene within 10 minutes to assist in the search. Eventually, with the help of the restaurant staff, I found my wallet (which I had accidentally left behind), and the matter was resolved satisfactorily.
When my mother visited Hong Kong, she accidentally took the wrong checked luggage (we only realized it when we got home, as the luggage looked identical). The airline first apologized to the passengers (it was our mistake for taking the wrong luggage, but it was also their fault), and then assured us to go home and wait. They would attempt to contact the other passenger who took the wrong luggage, and if they could not reach them, they would notify us promptly and arrange for emergency compensation. The next morning, my mother's luggage was personally delivered to our home by airline staff.
I have participated in several large events (marathons, concerts, etc.). Although the number of attendees was huge, the order of entry and exit was very good. Additionally, special subway, bus, and public transport routes were arranged for these events. This ensured that for events starting in the early morning, public transport was available to reach the venue, and for events ending late at night, there was always public transport to take you to a hub station not far from home (where you could transfer to minibuses, overnight buses, or taxis), alleviating concerns about returning home late. I remember seeing a person in a wheelchair while taking the subway, and a MTR staff member laid down a metal plate on the platform gap to assist him in boarding. I then wondered how he would get off later. When it was time for him to disembark, the train was still slowly stopping, and I saw a MTR staff member waiting at the door of his carriage with the metal plate. I later learned that as long as you inform MTR staff when entering (or going downstairs), they will provide assistance throughout the journey and ensure that staff are waiting at the corresponding carriage when you disembark. Buses also have designated seats for disabled individuals and facilities for wheelchair access. In my five and a half years in Hong Kong, I have never heard of anyone around me having their wallet, phone, or other belongings stolen, which has led me to develop the bad habit of leaving my phone on the table while dining at buffets.