Chapter 2618 Boale

The Berkeley neighborhood is the poorest neighborhood in Los Angeles.

How poor are you? Homelessness accounts for 40% of the neighborhood.

Everywhere you look, they are all homeless.

Boale and his family live in this neighborhood.

Dirty and messy can no longer describe the poverty of this neighborhood.

Even the checkout counters at the Golden Arches require bulletproof glass.

The opening hours of any restaurant are only from 10 am to 4 pm.

If you go past 4pm, you will definitely be robbed.

When Boale returned home, his wife's voice immediately came from inside.

"Vuitton, where were you last night?" His wife asked with a hint of questioning in her tone.

"I went drinking with friends." Boale replied tiredly.

"You know we need money now, right? You know Claire needs medical expenses, right? You know we haven't paid this month's rent, water, electricity, and phone bills, right? You actually still have the heart to drink?"

The wife's tone became more and more angry: "Why can't you find a serious job?"

"Do you think I don't want to? But who would want a guy who has been in prison?" Boale also let out a deafening roar.

"Then why are you in jail?"

The couple had started quarreling on a daily basis.

At this moment, a timid voice interrupted the couple.

A little girl, holding a dirty rag doll in her arms, stood at the door of the bedroom: "Ahem... Daddy, Mommy, are you quarreling again?"

The couple immediately stopped fighting.

"No, mommy and daddy are acting."

"Then why don't you act? Claire doesn't like your acting."

Boale glared at his wife, and then looked at his daughter as gently as possible: "Of course, no problem."

Claire's complexion is very bad. This is because she was born with no immune function, which is commonly known as the glass man.

The couple did not have the financial means to create a completely isolated environment for her.

So she needs to keep taking antibiotics.

However, as she took more and more antibiotics, their effectiveness began to diminish.

Both the body and the bacteria in her body began to develop resistance.

This led to her frequent bacterial infections in the past two years, with the mildest symptoms being high fever.

What is more serious is physiological imbalance, serious malfunction of body functions, or even temporary failure.

The only way to completely solve Claire's illness is to change the system.

That is, bone marrow transplantation, in which the immune system is generated in one's own body by grafting another person's bone marrow.

And Boale's bone marrow matched Claire's.

However, a bone marrow transplant would cost US$200,000.

This is something Boale simply cannot come up with.

Claire is five, and Boale went to jail once when she was one.

It was because she took desperate risks to raise Claire's surgery fees.

As you can imagine, the result was that he didn't get the money and ended up in jail.

"Daddy, I want you to sleep with me."

"Okay." Boale looked full of anger, but when facing his daughter.

It was as if he had a different face, never showing even a trace of ferocity.

Lying on the bed with Claire in her arms, Claire whispered: "Daddy, I feel a little uncomfortable."

Boale's mind was shaken, and he had a bad premonition: "What's wrong with you?"

"I can't feel the air."

Boale sat up suddenly: "When did it start?"

"It started last night."

Claire scratched her neck. There were many light scratches on her neck.

"If you catch it a few times like this every time, it seems to get better."

Claire opened her mouth wide and began to inhale and inhale vigorously...

However, Claire didn't seem to be getting better this time.

Boale quickly informed his wife and called the emergency number.

At this time, the couple had no time to argue.

Follow the ambulance to the hospital.

Claire was sent to the emergency room, and the couple anxiously waited for the results outside.

Not long after, a doctor came out of the emergency room, took off his mask and looked at the couple in front of him.

"Are you the patient's parents?"

"Yes, how is Claire?"

"Do you know the patient's specific condition?"

The two of them became increasingly uneasy, and Boale asked: "What happened to Claire?"

"The bacterial infection triggered a chain reaction that caused inflammation of her respiratory tract."

"But she just took antibiotics three days ago."

"Judging from our blood test report, the antibiotics have completely failed on her. That is to say, as long as she leaves the isolation room of the hospital, she will immediately be infected with bacteria." The doctor said: "I suggest you arrange surgery for her immediately, even if Just because she's in an isolation room doesn't mean she's absolutely safe."

Boale sat down on the chair dully, his eyes filled with despair.

The wife covered her face and sobbed softly.

Just then, Boale's phone rang.

Boale didn't answer the phone, but the phone rang again.

Boale glanced at the caller, then walked silently to a deserted corner.

"Boss."

"Boale, are you busy?"

"Boss... I want to borrow money from you."

"How much to borrow?"

"Two hundred thousand dollars, I promise, I will definitely pay it back to you, no matter how much interest you want."

"Boale, are you short of money?"

"My daughter needs an operation, but I can't afford it for the time being, but I promise, I can find a way to get the money." Boale promised again and again.

"Boale, it's impossible to borrow money."

Boale's face became very ugly. He had expected this result.

After all, he doesn't have a stable job at all.

The other party is his boss and not his biological father, so how could he lend him money.

That's totally wasted.

"But..." At this moment, the person on the other end of the phone said again: "I have a job on hand, are you willing to take it? If you take it, then the money for your daughter's surgery should be no problem. ”

"What kind of job? I'll take it."

"Jail."

"What? Taking the blame?"

"Yes and no."

"I do not understand……"

"I'll give you an address. Go to that place and wait. Someone will contact you."

"Okay." Boale didn't have time to think about any more questions at the moment and hurried to the address.

It was an empty beach with no one around, and it was full of gravel and rotten wood washed ashore by the sea.

Boale waited here worried.

However, when it got dark, no one came.

Just when he thought the other party had broken the appointment, a figure appeared not far away.

Boale immediately rushed towards the figure.

When he ran closer, he saw that it was an Asian man.

Boale hesitated and asked, "Are you the person our boss mentioned?"

Chen Zhao looked at Boale with a smile: "Are you short of money?"