death of hope

Chapter 33 "Flying Windfall" (33) Bad News

Two days later, due to the body's severe rejection of the artificial kidney and the late complications of uremia, Lisa died on the cold operating table.

The attending physician took off his mask and covered the small corpse with a sheet;
"Brain death has been confirmed, and the time of death is 9:21. Everyone, observe ten seconds of silence."

After leaving the operating room, the attending physician looked ashamed and whispered to Anna who came up to him:

"I'm sorry, I tried my best"

Anna felt dizzy and almost couldn't stand upright, so she tried not to fall down:
"Thank you for your hard work."

She knew that all the doctors present were famous experts in the field, and even if they couldn't save the child's life, there was really no way.

Before telling Albert the terrible news, Roy was already prepared for a violent beating, and even told Norton Security Company in advance to ask them not to be on duty, and drove over after taking painkillers.

"Brother, please stop blaming your sister. It's not Anna's fault. It's all my bad idea. I took the child to the hospital without telling you, and went to the dangerous operation. Now that I have failed, I am willing to accept any punishment. .”

After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes, tensed his muscles, and waited for the violent fist of the angry father in front of him.

Albert raised his hand, turned his fist into a palm, and pressed his shoulder:

"How dare I blame you, Roy, for spending so much money to provide my daughter with the best treatment plan, you just did what I should have done, but didn't."

Roy lowered his head in shame, not daring to look directly at the father's painful eyes:

"Experts have said that if she hadn't taken the risky operation, she would have lived an extra month or two."

"One or two months, and I still have to take medicine and dialysis, and suffer so much pain. How come I don't know that surgery is the only way out, but I'm too weak to make up my mind."

"Please give me a good beating, brother, so that I can feel better."

"Roy, you don't have to feel guilty about this. It is my father who caused the bitter fruit of today. It is my father who is incompetent and unable to make money to treat her as soon as possible, so that her condition is delayed for too long.

Her incompetent mother should be blamed for abandoning our father and daughter for money.Marry into a wealthy family and live happily. "

"You can't get rid of my guilt by saying this, so let me do something more for little Lisa. I pay for the child's funeral and coffin. Please don't refuse. I am atonement."

"It's a waste, I owe you, Roy."

Albert heard sobbing outside the door: "My sister is outside, isn't it?"

"Yes, she is outside. She has no face to see you, and she has no courage to come in."

"It's because I'm ashamed to see her. Her aunt is much better than my incompetent father."

"It's not that exaggerated."

"Now, the fact is doomed, and it cannot be undone no matter what, you go, Roy, my sister loves Lisa very much, and she needs comfort more than I do."

Before leaving, Roy glanced back,
Anna threw herself into Albert's thick chest, and the brother and sister cried into each other's arms. Knowing that he couldn't help, he sighed and gently closed the door.

After the child's funeral, Albert's complexion was terrible. It looked like he had suffered a serious illness, which made people worry about his physical condition.

Anna's sense of guilt has not subsided in any way, and she even showed signs of mild depression. She saluted and moved out of the apartment temporarily. Before immigrating to aliens, she planned to live in her parents' house and spend more time with them.

Roy came to the old lame bar alone, where his brothers accompanied him to drink to relieve his worries.

Not surprisingly, Downey, who was not drinking well, soon became slightly drunk:
"The beautiful girlfriend moved back to her mother's house... Dude, you have to hold back for a few days."

"Fuck you!" Ferguson scolded, "You fat man! What he's talking about is human! Roy, ignore him, this fat man drank too much again."

Roy's eyes were fixed on the dark brown whiskey in the bottle; "I had a dream, the FBI agents came to arrest me, and little Lisa opened her arms in front of me, and she shouted in a childish voice ,

You rascals!Why take Uncle Roy away!

The agent pushed her away, and I went up to fight desperately, and was shot into a sieve by the pistol... Then, the dream woke up. "

Everyone started to drink, and after a gloomy silence, Downey's girlfriend Miss Susan spoke, her voice became a little hoarse due to the frequent live broadcasts all night:
"It seems that you really love that child. I suggest that everyone stand up and toast her."

"Cheers! To lovely Lisa!"

Roy sat down and felt much better in his heart: "I figured it out, this shit world, don't be sick if you don't have money, don't have money if you don't have anything."

"Is someone really following you?" asked Old Jon.

"I'm not sure." The sadness on Roy's face instantly turned into panic, and he looked out the window anxiously;
"Ever since I went to Disneyland that day, I have always had a bad feeling. I always feel that someone is watching secretly, and I feel that every stranger has evil intentions. I don't care about it. If I die, I am afraid that Anna will be implicated."

"When are you going to leave?"

"It's almost time, I have already paid someone to buy a boat ticket."

"The more you get to the last moment, the more careful you are, Roy, this is no longer your business alone. All of us are inseparable from it. After all, we all benefit from the money."

As he spoke, Ferguson lifted his shirt and stroked his right rib, where the artificial liver was implanted under the incision. It is not an exaggeration to say that the money saved his life.

"It's really hard to be wary of stalking or something. After all, there are so many people in this rotten city, but well, if someone dares to steal my VR game console, I will fight him desperately!" Downey said.

Ferguson scolded: "When the hell is it, you are still thinking about playing games!"

"You try to curse again?"

"Calm down, both of you, you're still fighting like a group of children." Old Jon looked at his high-tech prosthetic leg:

"In short, we must consider the worst possibility. Assuming that Roy has revealed his secrets and is hunted down, we, as accomplices, cannot escape the responsibility. Everyone should get nervous and be careful."

Roy nodded: "It doesn't matter if the FBI is following me. I'm sure I didn't leave any evidence, and I'm afraid it was followed by gangsters in this city.
Those beasts don't care about any evidence, their style of doing things, they find several suspects, indiscriminately, they pull out their guns in a burst, and they would rather kill ten thousand by mistake than let one go. "

Old Jon tapped on the artificial leg with his cane: "You can't sit still, you have to be prepared, go to the basement after the door is closed, everyone takes a gun for self-defense, and find a place where no one is around to practice shooting."

Ferguson glanced at Miss Susan, and then said to Downey:

"Fatty, I don't want to offend anyone. It's really a bit abrupt for you to tell everything to your girlfriend who you've just met."

"What do you mean by that?" Downey stood up.

"I mean, it's open to debate whether the lady is trustworthy."

"I see you are looking for a fight!"

"Don't get excited, fat man." Ferguson said:

"It's because you did it wrong. Let's not talk about leaking the secret, just say that you involved other girls in such a dangerous thing. It's f*ckingly unreasonable! You should have kept it from her from the beginning .”

The drunk Donnie was so angry that he started hiccupping, and said to his girlfriend, "Honey, I just need a word from you, and I'll break this skinny monkey's legs!"

With a calm face, Susan sat on the bar stool steadily, picking the mud under her fingernails with a toothpick:
"It's okay, after all, we've only met each other not long ago, so I just don't want to get involved."

Ferguson said reluctantly: "Remember, don't talk nonsense in your live broadcast room, woman."

"You fucking X!" Downey's face became ugly, and just as he was about to explode, Old Jon pressed him down on the high stool with one hand with amazing arm strength:
"Stop arguing. Ms. Susan is trustworthy. She is one of us. Now we are just assuming the worst has happened. Don't overreact."

Roy raised his neck and took a sip, and wiped his mouth: "I'm sorry, I opened Pandora's Box, I killed the gang members, took away the huge sum of money, and I put everyone in danger."

"No matter what, I will always support you, buddy!" Ferguson said.

"Me too," Downey said.

Roy raised his glass: "Thank you."

Miss Susan patted Downey's big belly and said, "I'm honored to join this happy group. I love Downey and all of you."

(End of this chapter)