"When I was studying Hua Xia's culture, I read a novel written by an ancient person." Ti Feng smiled bitterly. "I think I am the person described in the novel … Perhaps, anyone who reaches my level will become the person in the ancient novel."
"You can read ancient novels?" Xu Yun was startled. "Sure, I don't know much about it, but you can?"
"There is nothing difficult about it." Ti Feng said, "There are guests who wish to be the governor of Yangzhou, to be rich, or to ride a crane to ascend to the top. One of them said, 'With a hundred thousand strings of cash on his waist, he rode a crane to Yangzhou.' "
Xu Yun gave him a thumbs up. "Can you explain it to me? I can understand it, but I am afraid that people who read the novel will not understand it. "
"The story is about a few people who wish to be a high official, to be rich, to ride a crane to ascend to the heavens and become an immortal, and one of them wants to have all three. He wants to be a high official, rich, and immortal. "Ti Feng said," The greed of man is endless. "
"Yes, you are indeed a high official and rich. Later, I will send you to immortality with a bullet." Xu Yun said, "You are really crazy."
Ti Feng smiled bitterly. "I have always been crazy."
"You make a lot of money every year. What do you do with it?" Xu Yun was very puzzled. If he was really a superstar in the American Basketball Association, then why would he still spend money? Picking up girls, buying luxury cars, and so on. Every day, he would spend tens of thousands of yuan in nightclubs.
But Ti Feng was a mercenary, someone who worked for an arms dealer.
To put it bluntly, he had no place to spend the money. No matter how much Ti Feng earned every year, he did not have time to go to nightclubs or pick up girls.
Staying in a place like Africa every day, he lived a life filled with bullets and bullets.
It was harder to find a nightclub than to find a hotel in Huaxia where people could eat and drink for free. Therefore, it was impossible to spend any money.
"Four years ago … my daughter had leukemia," Ti Feng said. "Chemotherapy, radiation therapy, targeted therapy, immunotherapy, stem cell transplantation … I'm on tenterhooks every day."
Xu Yun, who had been talking non-stop, suddenly fell silent.
"Although transplantation can achieve better survival results, complications such as graft-versus-host disease may seriously affect the patient's quality of life. Therefore, selective immunotherapy and various molecular targeted therapies are the hope of curing leukemia in the future. "Lifting Wind lowered his head with tears in his eyes.
Although through reasonable comprehensive treatment, leukemia could be greatly improved after recovery, and a considerable number of patients could be cured or stabilized for a long time. The era of leukemia being an "incurable disease" had passed.
However, leukemia was leukemia after all. Not everyone could be stabilized.
Those with weaker physiques couldn't withstand it at all.
Clearly, Ti Feng's daughter was one of those who couldn't resist.
Ti Feng was silent for a while, and Xu Yun didn't say anything either. He knew that in this situation, no matter what he said, it would be inappropriate.
"Actually, I've been thinking about something." Ti Feng said, "If I had money at that time, I could give her the best treatment in time. Would everything be different now?"
Although Xu Yun didn't know how to comfort people, he knew that some things couldn't be changed with money.
"Your country has the best medical ability and the best medical insurance. Perhaps this is not a situation that can be changed with money." Xu Yun could only answer Ti Feng like this.
Ti Feng shook his head bitterly. "Is that so?"
"At least I think so," Xu Yun said.
Ti Feng took a deep breath. "No, I don't think so. I know that if I had money, I could definitely change the situation. If I had money, everything would be different."
Xu Yun's Adam's apple loosened. "But now … the dead can't come back to life."
"But I can help others," Ti Feng said. "I can help more little girls with leukemia get better treatment … This is the meaning of my life."
Xu Yun was completely shocked this time.
He really didn't expect that Ti Feng's final goal would be like this.
He was making up for his mistakes. He wanted to use this method to make up for what he owed to his daughter.
Thinking about it, as the captain of a special forces team, he had no time to accompany his daughter. However, when his daughter needed his help the most, he was powerless. Because as the captain of a special forces team, the money he received every year was only enough for his family to live on and pay off the loan.
All this made Ti Feng feel guilty. He felt that he had wronged his daughter. For this, he had to make up for everything.
Ti Feng treated all the leukemia patients around the same age as his daughter to make up for it.
With such a large number of people, the seemingly huge amount of US dollars that Ti Feng received every year was really just a drop in the bucket.
"I really don't understand you anymore." Xu Yun: "You only think of the children you want to save. Then, have you seen the children on this continent … They are very healthy, but because of the war and turmoil, they are not healthy."
Ti Feng lowered his head again.
It wasn't that he hadn't heard about the African witch children. He had also seen a lot about human trafficking.
He admitted that his indifference made him feel guilty in his heart, but he still chose to be indifferent.
Because without these turmoil and wars, the people who were in the arms business had no profits.
Without profits, he couldn't get the money he could get.
Without money, what could he use to make up for his daughter? Without money, what could he use to make up for what he owed in his heart …
Although his daughter had left this world, he had always thought that she was still alive.
She was watching him from heaven, watching him save those girls who could be saved.
All this made Ti Feng unable to stop what he was doing now.
"I originally thought that only some people in Hua Xia who were terminally ill would delay treatment because they had 'no money'. It turns out that the US Empire is the same." Xu Yun sneered: "Our medical care is backward. This is indeed disgusting. But your medical care can't do it, which is even more disgusting. "
"What's the difference? It's the same. "Ti Feng said.
Xu Yun shook his head: "It's not the same. What's your GDP? What's our GDP? "
"About the same." Ti Feng said: "You'll surpass us soon, right?"
"That's true, but how many people do you have? How many people do we have? "Xu Yun:" With this, can you surpass us soon? You only have 300 million people, we already have 1.4 billion. "
"There are many illegal immigrants in the US."
"There are many illegal accounts in Hua Xia!"
"There are many illegal immigrants in the US from neighboring countries."
"There are also many people in Hua Xia who have become 'Americans' but are still living in Hua Xia." Xu Yun didn't back down: "They live in our country, but we gave you the quota? Even in our Huaxia, he's still a reputable person. "
Ti Feng was speechless. The illegal immigrants in their country were often people from neighboring countries who were forced to do so. They weren't people with status at all. Many died in the process of illegal immigration.
But those who became Americans in Hua Xia were really people with status.
Of course, most of these people would still earn money in Hua Xia, because they couldn't earn a single cent from the US Empire. The US Empire wanted them to immigrate, and also hoped that their wealth would be transferred to the US Empire.
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