Chapter 111: Excited Aunt Zhang
Aunt Zhang quickly wiped her hands off her apron and said, "Boss Cui."

Then Aunt Zhang’s eyes turned red.

For many rural women, they may stay at home all their lives. Apart from their husbands and children, they just take care of the one-third acre of land at home. If they want to spend money, they have to ask their children and husbands for money.

Now that Aunt Zhang can earn her own salary, how can she not be excited?

Moreover, her adopted son cheated them and they had lost confidence in life, but now they have a way out.
Cui Changjia said jokingly, "Aunt Zhang, Uncle Zhang got the highest salary today, so you better keep an eye on him."

Xing Qingfeng was a little older, and he was usually very steady. Today, he deliberately joked with Zhang Fengming, "What are you looking at? I have to let old man Zhang buy me a drink today!"

"Our CEO Cui is treating us to a drink at noon today!" Cui Xiuyuan said with a smile, "Everyone go take a shower. If you need to go to the bank, let Haitao take you there later. When you come back, we'll start the feast!"

The current form of salary payment does not require bank cards, but is paid in cash. Therefore, the Cui family used to go to the bank to deposit or remit the salary after receiving it. The factory driver would drive along. Later, when there were more people, the bank would come to the door to handle the business.
Cui Wenquan couldn't drink alcohol after he fell ill, but at noon today he took the first glass of wine, solemnly toasted everyone, and left the table after drinking it.

Cui Xiuyuan couldn't drink either, but he handed the scene over to Zhang Fengming. With Zhang Gong leading the party and everyone willing to support him, the banquet was extremely lively. Except for Aunt Zhang and Sister Xiang, all the men drank. Even Haitao, who was only in his early twenties, was served white wine.
Cui Changjia looked at the lively gathering and quietly left his seat.

When she went out, she saw her old father feeding the chickens in the chicken garden south of the factory.

Initially, the factory had only four old hens that Zhang Fengming brought back from his hometown. Now there are ten hens in the factory, four ducks and a big goose.

With these chickens, ducks and geese, not only does the factory have a place to go for leftovers, but even most of the eggs eaten in the canteen every day come from here.

Cui Wenquan held it with his right hand.

He had a stroke on his right hand. Others in his condition couldn't use their hands, but he didn't. He used his right hand for everything, even if he couldn't hold something or spilled it.

Even now, although I still can't act as usual and occasionally spill food when carrying bowls or basins, it's much better than the beginning!

Looking at her father's lonely figure, Cui Changjia wanted to walk over but stopped. She thought that at this time, her father should need to be alone more!
The factory had no production tasks that afternoon. It was not because there was no need for production, but because everyone was drunk and unable to produce.

Cui Changjia simply took Cui Wenquan and Cui Xiuyuan with him for a follow-up examination.

Fortunately, Cui Xiuyuan didn't need anyone to accompany him. He could register, see the doctor, and take X-rays by himself, so Cui Changjia just had to accompany Cui Wenquan.

After accompanying Cui Wenquan to complete the CT scan, Cui Changjia felt much more relieved. Although the results of the film had not yet come out, when the test was completed, she showed the previous film to the medical staff and said that it was much better than the previous one.

After the CT scan, Cui Changjia took Cui Wenquan to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine to prescribe Chinese medicine for two weeks.

Just as I was waiting to get my medicine in the hall, Cui Xiuyuan also came over to get his medicine after finishing his examination.

The results of his X-rays have not been released yet, so I don’t know how his bones have recovered after the operation. He was prescribed an ointment for treating scars from burns.

"Brother, give me the prescription, I'll go get the medicine." Cui Changjia asked Cui Xiuyuan for the prescription. Cui Xiuyuan refused to give it to Cui Changjia, "You take a rest, I'll get it, I know which window it is."

"I'll go, you stay with Dad." Cui Changjia said as he went to get Cui Xiuyuan's list, but Cui Xiuyuan immediately hid the list behind his body.

Cui Xiuyuan's actions made Cui Changjia realize at once that there must be something wrong with Cui Xiuyuan.

Cui Changjia immediately guessed why Cui Xiuyuan was hiding, "Brother, did you replace the imported medicine with domestic medicine?"

Cui Xiuyuan used the ointment very sparingly. Sometimes when a tube was finished, he was reluctant to throw it away directly. Instead, he cut open the tube and waited until all the ointment inside was used up before throwing it away.

"The doctor said that there is not much difference between domestic and imported ones. Imported ones are several times more expensive. It's fine to use domestic ones."

Because the area of ​​his burns was so large, the ointment he used every month was a considerable expense, especially since it was imported.

"I'm thirty years old, not three years old. I'm just coaxing a child!" Cui Changjia snatched the prescription from Cui Xiuyuan's hand, went to the window to return the medicine, and then went to the doctor to get a new prescription.

Of course, the price is really expensive. She spent more than two thousand yuan for a month's worth of medicine.

In his previous life, Cui Changjia had studied many treatment options for burns and scalds. The most effective one was definitely skin grafting. However, many of Cui Xiuyuan's scars were scattered, so surgery was not a possibility. He could only rely on ointment to slowly recover.

Moreover, this process is extremely long, and depending on the skin type, it may not even work.

Fortunately, Cui Xiuyuan does not have a scar-prone constitution, otherwise he would not have to use this ointment.

Cui Changjia had already made up her mind. No matter how expensive it was, she would insist on giving it to Cui Xiuyuan. Who knows, it might work one day.

She didn't want her brother to be trapped in the factory every day, she didn't want Xiaobao to shrink back in fear every time he saw his brother, she didn't want him to work all the time, and she didn't want everyone to be able to escape from the fire except her brother!

Two days later, Cui Wenquan and Cui Xiuyuan's reports were brought out, and Cui Changjia went to see the doctor again. Cui Wenquan was indeed much better than when he was discharged from the hospital, but many capillaries in his brain had been blocked. This can only be controlled and regulated by long-term medication, and it may not work.

Cui Xiuyuan's fractured bone has generally recovered, so it would be best for him to rest for another month and then wait a year to remove the nails.

Cui Changjia knew why Cui Xiuyuan's fracture was healing so slowly. He worked so hard every day, and it was a blessing that his condition didn't get worse. How could he recover quickly?
After returning, Cui Changjia scolded Cui Xiuyuan and asked Engineer Zhang to keep an eye on him. He also ordered that the time spent working in the shed must not exceed two hours a day. He also mobilized the people in the factory to help find workers.

With the increase in manpower, Cui Xiuyuan had no work to do, so naturally he spent less time in the work shed.

That night, Cui Changjia was about to go to bed when Aunt Zhang called her from outside her window, "Jiajia, are you asleep?"

"No, Auntie." Cui Changjia said, "Do you need me for something? I'll go open the door."

As she spoke, she got out of bed and opened the door for Aunt Zhang. Aunt Zhang held a pair of cotton slippers in her hand and said, "Jia Jia, I made these myself, don't dislike them."