Capitalists are all devils who eat people without spitting out their bones. Even Vladimir is like this. For the sake of profit, he can cause civil strife in the Philippines at all costs, destroy the ecological environment of the Philippines wantonly, and even destroy his half-brother.
The elder brother successfully committed suicide.
But this time Vladimir became full of warmth, especially when Cheryl showed him a photo of Pete's daughter who was less than six years old. The girl in the photo had beautiful eyes wide open and a head of golden curly hair.
, looks as cute as a Barbie doll.
Curing the little girl's leukemia was just a word to him, and even the treatment cost of hundreds of thousands of dollars was just a casual expense generously given to his subordinates in his eyes.
Vladimir actually had another purpose in helping Peter, a purpose hidden in his heart.
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Right now, Peter is worrying about the high cost of treatment at Christie's Hospital.
It is true that his income is not low, but in the past few years, he has hardly saved a penny to treat his daughter. This time, his daughter was sent directly to the intensive care unit. The doctor told him that the cost of this treatment was
A conservative estimate is around half a million dollars.
Half a million dollars, this figure is like a mountain that weighs down Pete's breath.
He really wanted to call his ex-wife and tell her that treating little Krina's leukemia would require sky-high treatment costs, which he couldn't afford and that she needed to help bear part of it.
He had just opened the phone screen, but then he thought of his ex-wife's cold-bloodedness and ruthlessness. In order to leave with the rich man, she resolutely ignored her young daughter, so Peter simply put the phone in again.
Inside the pocket.
No, I will not call her under any circumstances.
Peter kept telling himself in his heart, he knew that after this call, the possibility that his ex-wife would actually be willing to pay for treatment for Crina was very slim. She had also started a new family and had three children, and she was surrounded by that all day long.
For a rich person, children are just a number to her.
Pete took a deep breath and scratched his head vigorously. His mind began to recall what the boss of the black community had said to him.
The sentence goes like this, "Come to me anytime you need money, Pete."
Right now, Pete really needs money.
He also knows that the black boss will not be generous, and he needs Pete to serve him and help him escape the sanctions of the law.
Peter was in great pain, making a choice between morality and family affection.
Right now, he can only choose one.
Even if you are unlucky, you won't be able to choose one.
Just when Peter was in great pain, the ward door suddenly opened and the doctor came out.
He also suddenly woke up from his chair in the corridor.
"Doctor, how is Krina?" Peter hurriedly stepped forward and asked.
The doctor forced a smile: "Mr. Pitt, she is still in a coma. Have you paid the hospitalization fee and subsequent treatment fees?"
"I'll do it in the next two days." Peter said awkwardly and painfully.
The doctor said: "Hurry up. Bone marrow transplants are also being queued up now. The longer you delay, the more expensive the treatment will be, and the worse it will be for her condition."
Pitt nodded and said impatiently: "Doctor, can I go in and see her?"
The doctor shook his head: "No, you can only look through the glass, and you absolutely can't go in. It's a sterile ward. I hope you can understand."
"Yeah, I know." Pete nodded.
Through the transparent and clean glass of the door and window, Peter's eyes remained motionless as he looked at Crena on the bed.
I saw the lovely Krina with her eyes closed in pain and her body covered with various tubes.
Thinking of the pain the child endured, Peter couldn't help but shed tears instantly.
He was in so much pain that even though Cheryl called him several times, he didn't even hear her.
Finally, after a fierce inner struggle, Pete decided to cooperate with the black boss.
The worst-case scenario is that if the incident comes to light, he will go to jail for a few years.
When he took out his cell phone, he was surprised to find that Cheryl had called him several times in succession.
Could it be that something happened at the police station again?
Pete quickly called Cheryl back.
"Peter, are you still at Christie Hospital?" Cheryl's tone sounded quite anxious.
"Yes, Officer Cheryl, what happened at the police station?"
"No, just stay in the hospital and don't leave. I'll be there soon."
"What's going on?" Peter couldn't help but ask.
"You'll find out later." After saying that, Cheryl hung up the phone. After turning a corner, she stepped on the accelerator and the car sped towards the hospital.
When Cheryl met Peter, she informed him of Wellington Hospital's decision to admit Crina.
When Peter heard this, he was immediately stunned. He couldn't even believe his ears.
"Caring entrepreneurs helped to get it done. This is one of their charity activities." Seeing the expression on Pete's face that was both excited and surprised, Cheryl couldn't help but explain again.
"Who is it? Can you tell me? Officer Cheryl."
"Peter, please stop being so nagging and hurry up and go through the transfer procedures. I'll tell you later. Besides, if charity activities are made public, can they still be called charity activities?"
Peter nodded subconsciously. He knew that the beautiful and generous Cheryl was the public welfare spokesperson of the police station, so she also had a lot of public welfare resources in her hands. He did not expect that this time he would be lucky enough to catch up.
The transfer procedures were completed quickly. The ambulance from Wellington Hospital had been waiting downstairs for a long time. When Krina was put into the ambulance, the ambulance immediately turned on the alarm and sped towards Wellington Hospital.
That evening, top medical professors from Wellington Hospital organized a collective consultation on Krina's condition. Based on the results of the consultation, they planned to perform surgery on her five days later.
As a guardian, Pete needs to sign the surgical consent form.
When signing, Peter could clearly feel his arms shaking.
"I'm sorry, Professor, can it really be cured this time?"
The professor smiled slightly, pointed to the door number on the side and said confidently: "Mr. Peter, let me tell you this, if we all can't treat it well, there is no other hospital in the world that can treat it well."
Peter also looked at the door plate.
"Global Hematology Biological Laboratory."
Wellington Hospital is definitely the best hospital in the world in the treatment of blood diseases.
He didn't need any doubts, he just needed to wait for the results in five days.
The professor with a relaxed look on his face walked out of the operating room and told him that the operation was successful, and that he would only need auxiliary treatment in the hospital for half a month before she could be discharged from the hospital. She would then arrange regular reviews according to the doctor's orders.
Peter burst into tears with excitement. He crossed himself on his chest and silently thanked God for his help deep in his heart.