Super Warcraft Factory

Chapter 222 Torrera

King Cape Town, the thin Torrera is left with the right point. The line of sight swept away from the front and rear pedestrians, and the eyes will stay a little more in single women.

A few minutes later, Torrera quietly followed this fashionable, exposed two long legs, came to the corner of the South Park, and the people here were quaint.

But as long as I have passed the corner of this hundred mem, I will enter a bustling street. In a wide range of stores, it will have a lot of monitoring the camera.

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A seven-year-old little fart that stepped on the skateboard, blowing a whistle when he was treated.

"Roll! Mao is not a long guy."

Hipster women have erected.

Taking the opportunity of her points, Torrerah rushed, and took the Apple X mobile phone in her hand, then ran to the South Park. The action is like a rabbit, just drill into the small woods in the park.

"My mobile phone, your mother will give it to me!"

Trendy women stepped on high heels to chase twenty or thirteentime, have to stop, and a high heel shoes are broken.

"The dead locust will only grab the woman's things, go down the crust."

"Be careful later."

Torrera's voice, passed out of the grove, the happening of the happening of the hipster woman was going to explode.

Come to the familiar mobile phone store, Torrera changed the Apple phone a thousand four hundred bluetes (about one hundred dollars).

Torrera, 14-year-old this year, has been similar to adults, have been doing two years of mobile phone robbers, and the store manager of this mobile phone store is already mixed, clean and lofty money.

"Your boy is very powerful, there are gains for a week." The store of fat said smiled.

"Who are I, I am a mobile phone, you are very persistent."

Torrera said from the storeman in his hand in his hand, arrogant.

"Be careful, I heard that the boss of the blade is very dissatisfied, saying that you often go to his area, you want you to look good." The storeman took the smile and warned.

"Thank you, I will avoid them recently." I said that I also have a snake old and big cover. "

Torrera officially got a thank you, and I was grateful in my heart. At the same time, I was a little dissatisfied with the poisonous snake. Even the storeman knows, there is no notification, and those protection fees are really feeding dogs.

A little episode, Torrera is still happy, returning to the air full of rotten sheds.

Cough, cough.

Torret just plays, he heard the mother's cough, continued, coughing for two minutes. But he is used to it, if you haven't heard it, you will worry.

"Mom, I am back, I also bring a watermelon back."

"Cough, you cut half, cough, the lower half is waiting for your dad to come back."

Torrera cut half of the red scoop watermelon, took a piece of mother.

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"Really sweet."

"That mother eats more."

Torra's eyes are somewhat worried, and the mother's skin has a lot of dark red swollen bags, and the faint smell is spurred. This is infected with some kind of bacteria, and the skin is being inflamed.

"Hey, poor Torrera, have you been grab your mobile phone recently, hurry to find a formal work. I have already entered the soil, I can't get Zambia, you always have to plan it yourself."

"You can rest assured, as long as you take medicine on time, you can live to 80 years old, and you will live like those normal people."

Torrera smashed his nose and smiled and said.

After finishing, he pulled the drawer under the table and found a gray pill bottle. To reverse the bottle cover, the three-in-one drug pills inside are going to see the bottom, it seems to be re-bought.

The so-called three-in one is three kinds of anti-HIV pharmaceuticals in one, and it is convenient for medication. The medicine in the bottle is that the replacement of Decouvir is combined with the three kinds of drugs in Willen and Ramiv.

This medicine not only eats again, but he is also eating with his dad, consumes a lot. Fortunately, the health department has subsidies, let the medicine are not very expensive, three people only need five hundred dollars per month, the burden is not very heavy.

However, there will be more drug resistance, the smaller the reaction efficacy, the larger the side effects.

Torrela heard that there were new drugs on the market, and the old antiviral drugs were different, not only did not have side effects, but a drug ratio was also good.

It's just that the price is very expensive, and one thousand dollars are needed in January, and a family is $ 3,000.

Such prices, Cape Town locally bite the teeth, or can bear, after all, their monthly income exceeds $ 2,000.

Like Torrera, illegal immigrant families, there is no stable work, and welfare is less than locally, it is impossible to afford.

"Mom, I will take you to the hospital to check it, see if it is infected with the kind of bacteria, let the doctor play a few needles. You will be very good, nothing."

HIV will weaken the human immune system, and the pathology in the environment will be jealous and all kinds of inflammation will occur frequently. Treating these infections, inflammation, and a small fee.

"Don't go, the doctor can't save me, the virus has a limit of drug resistance to antihid medicine. I died, but I thought you had no mother, I feel pitiful."

Torra mother leaned out dry right hand, joined two times on top of his head, full of relief.

"No, this is impossible!"

Torrera shakes his head, saying quickly: "We can change a three-in-one medicine, what is called, must be useful. Go to the hospital, doctors will tell us."

"It's useless, I went to the hospital yesterday. The doctor said that all the drugs didn't work for me. You don't have to be sad, you can live more than sixteen years, see you a young man, I already It is very satisfied. "

Torret mother shook his head: "Like my aunt, there is not enough drug to eat in Zambia, and I have died in the fifth year after HIV."

"No, there must be a way."

Torra is like a bone that was taken away, and it was weak to the chair and whispered.

"You are a man, remember to cry before people, let others can't see it, it is difficult to have important tasks to fall on your head."

"No, I think of a way to save you!"

Torrera looked up, his eyes shine, joyful, jumping from the chair, loudly: "There is a new drug, there is no drug-resistant virus, will definitely cure you."

"Is it? That ... must be very expensive, or forget it, I have lived enough." Torreh mother's eyes flashed a light, and then quickly bleak, shake his head.

The price of new drugs is very expensive, especially drugs in the patented period, which makes ordinary people can't afford it.

"I will find ways."

Torrera said firmly.