The Berkeley neighborhood is the poorest neighborhood in Los Angeles.

How poor are you? The homeless are as high as 40% of the neighborhood.

Looking around, they were all homeless people.

Boale and his family live in this neighborhood.

The dirt and messyness can no longer describe the poverty of this neighborhood.

Even the cashier at the Golden Arches needs bulletproof glass.

Any restaurant is open only from 10 am to 4 pm.

If it is over four o'clock in the afternoon, you will definitely be robbed.

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

"Videon, where did you go last night?" His wife asked a little in her tone.

"I went to drink with my friends." Boale replied tiredly.

"You know we need money now, right? Do you know Claire needs medical expenses? Do you know that we haven't paid our rent, water, electricity and telephone charges this month, right? Do you still have the intention 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 it? But who would want a guy who has been to prison?" Boale also let out a deafening roar.

"Then why did you go to jail?"

The couple has started their daily quarrels.

At this moment, a timid voice interrupted the couple's voice.

A little girl, holding a dirty rag doll, stood by the bedroom door: "Cough cough... Daddy, mommy, are you quarreling again?"

The couple immediately stopped the war.

"No, Daddy Mommy is performing a show."

"Then don't act, okay? Claire doesn't like you acting."

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

Claire's face was very bad because she was born without immune function, which is commonly known as the glass man.

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

So she needs to take antibiotics constantly.

However, as she took more and more times, the effect of antibiotics began to be greatly reduced.

Both the bacteria in her body began to develop resistance.

This has led to her frequent infection of some bacteria in the past two years, and the mildest symptoms are high fever.

What is more serious is physiological imbalance, serious aberrations in the body's functions, or even temporary failure.

To completely solve Claire's disease, we can only change it from the system.

That is, bone marrow transplantation, and by grafting other people's bone marrow, it can generate an immune system in your own body.

And Boale's bone marrow matches Claire.

However, the surgery costs $200,000 to transplant bone marrow.

This is something Boale can't take out at all.

Claire is five years old, and when she was one year old, Boale went to prison.

It was because she took risks to raise Claire's surgery at that time.

As a result, you can imagine that you didn't get the money and went to prison.

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

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

He was like a face that he had changed, never showing even a trace of ferocity.

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

Boale's mind was shocked, and he had a vague premonition: "Where are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"I can't feel like I can't absorb air."

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

“It started last night.”

Claire scratched her neck, with many slight scratches on her neck.

"Every time I catch this a few times, it seems to be better."

Claire opened his mouth wide and began to inhale hard, inhaling...

However, Claire doesn't seem to improve this time.

Boale quickly notified his wife and called the emergency number at the same time.

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

Follow the ambulance to the hospital.

Claire was sent to the emergency room, and the couple were anxiously waiting for the result outside.

Soon, a doctor walked 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 situation?"

The two became more and more uneasy, and Boale asked, "What's wrong with Claire?"

"The chain reaction caused by bacterial infection caused her respiratory tract to inflamed."

"But she took antibiotics three days ago."

"From our blood test report, antibiotics have completely failed her, that is, as long as she leaves the hospital's isolation room, she will be infected with bacteria immediately." The doctor said: "I suggest you arrange surgery for her immediately. Even if you are in the isolation room, it does not mean that she is absolutely safe."

Boale sat in a daze on the chair, his eyes full of despair.

The wife covered her face and sobbed in a low voice.

At this moment, Boale's phone rang.

Boale did not answer the phone, but the phone rang again.

Boale glanced at the call and walked silently to a corner where no one was.

"Boss."

"Boale, are you busy?"

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

“How much do I borrow?”

"Two hundred thousand dollars, I promise, I will definitely pay you back, and there is no problem with much interest."

"Boale, are you short of money?"

"My daughter needs surgery, but I can't take it out for the time being, but I promise I have a way to get the money." Boale promised repeatedly.

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

Boale's face became very ugly, and he had expected this result long ago.

After all, he simply didn't have a stable job.

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

That was completely a wastewater.

"But..." At this moment, the person on the other end of the phone said again: "I have a job on my hand. Would you like to answer? If you take it, then it should be fine to give your daughter the money for the surgery."

"What job? I'll take it."

"In jail."

"What? Is it a crime?"

“Yes, not.”

"I do not understand……"

"I'll give you an address, and you'll be waiting for that place, and someone will come into contact with you."

"Okay." Boale had no time to think of more questions at this moment, so he hurried to that address.

It was an empty beach, with no one, full of gravel and rotten wood washed ashore.

Boale is waiting here with great worries.

However, I waited until dark and there was still no one coming.

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

Boale immediately rushed towards the figure.

When he ran close, he found that he was an Asian.

Boale hesitated and asked, "Are you the one we boss talking about?"

Chen Zhao looked at Boalai with a smile: "Are you short of money?"
Chapter completed!