Cheng Xiaokui looked at the silent Song Jingchuan, patted him on the shoulder and said, "What's wrong, bro? Scared out of your wits? Don't worry, I'm not going to flirt with you! Although you're pretty handsome too!"
Are you going to lend me money or not? If you don't lend me money, I'm going home to borrow some!
Song Jingchuan hurriedly said, "Wait here, I'll go back to my office and get you the money."
After all, it's only 100 yuan; who would carry 10 ten-yuan bills around all the time?
That's roughly equivalent to two or three months' salary!
He walked briskly, or rather, he ran. He dashed back to his office, afraid that Cheng Xiao Kui would see his flushed face.
He returned to his office and quickly washed his face with cool water from a basin to cool it down.
That damn brat, what kind of flirtatious talk is that?! Trying to seduce him?!
He subconsciously glanced at himself in the mirror hanging on the wall. That brat said he's quite handsome?!
He glanced at himself in the mirror with satisfaction; he was indeed quite handsome.
Wait, what is he thinking?!
He felt his face getting hot again, so he quickly washed his face to cool it down.
Cheng Xiao Kui went directly to the payment counter on the first floor to wait for Song Jing Chuan.
After waiting for quite a while, she finally saw Song Jingchuan walking towards her.
Song Jingchuan took out 10 ten-yuan bills from the pocket of his white coat and handed them to Cheng Xiaokui.
Cheng Xiaokui added the 100 yuan to the 400 yuan she and her mother had brought, making a total of 500 yuan, which she then handed over to the payment counter.
The money was passed in through a small window, so small that only one hand could fit through.
The cashier inside counted the money and issued a receipt for the deposit already paid.
This receipt needs to be shown to the nurse who works at the hospital entrance.
Holding the receipt for the deposit, Cheng Xiaokui said to Song Jingchuan, "Thank you for lending me 100 yuan. I will pay you back as soon as possible."
Song Jingchuan said, "There's no rush, you can use it for now."
Cheng Xiao Kui asked, "Can my brother have the surgery tomorrow?"
Song Jingchuan nodded and said, "Yes, we can perform the surgery on him tomorrow. I'll arrange the surgery as early as possible, and try to get it done in the morning."
Go back to your ward and tell your mother not to give your younger brother dinner or breakfast.
Cheng Xiaokui said, "Okay, I'll go back and tell them right away."
He waved to Song Jingchuan, then ran upstairs back to the inpatient department to find his mother and younger brother.
She gave the deposit slip to Song Wenhui for safekeeping. When she was discharged from the hospital, she would use the deposit slip to settle her medical expenses with the hospital. If there was any surplus, it would be returned; if there was any outstanding payment, she would just have to pay the difference.
Song Wenhui put the deposit slip in her innermost pocket.
She said, "The surgery is tomorrow morning, and we haven't prepared for it at all..."
Cheng Xiao Kui said, "What are you preparing? Haven't you been hoping that your younger brother would get better soon?"
If everything goes smoothly tomorrow, my brother will be cured after his surgery.
Song Wenhui hesitated before saying, "But what if it doesn't go well? What if it doesn't go well, wouldn't it be even worse than it is now?"
Cheng Dongkui said, "Even if it's worse than now, I want to try. I've had enough of living like this! I'm not afraid of death!"
Song Wenhui spat on the ground in frustration, "Pah! Pah! It works for good things but not bad things! What nonsense are you spouting now?! If the surgery really can't cure it, I'd rather you be like this!"
At least this way her son is still by her side.
Cheng Dongkui said, "I don't want to live like this. I'm tired of living like this! Sister, thank you, thank you for everything you've done for me."
He reached out to grab Cheng Xiao Kui's hand.
Cheng Xiao Kui reached out and held her younger brother's hand. She said to Cheng Dong Kui, "The surgery will definitely go smoothly tomorrow. You will see this beautiful world again, our new house, and all our delicious food."
Our family's life will get better and better from now on! You still need to continue your studies, learn well, and contribute to the new society!
Cheng Dongkui nodded vigorously. Since he fell ill, he had never had such a strong desire to live.
Cheng Xiaokui said to Song Wenhui, "Mom, you stay here and take care of my brother. I'll go home and get you lunch, and I'll bring you dinner too."
Song Wenhui said, "When you get home, don't just take the food; do some housework too. You can't neglect making money! You still have 100 yuan to pay back."
Cheng Xiao Kui said, "I know! I'll go home and make arrangements."
After talking to her mother, she left the hospital and rode her tricycle home.
Although Lin Qiuru and Cheng Qiuqiu had done their best, there were simply too few people for them to handle.
When Cheng Xiao Kui returned home, she helped Lin Qiu Ru and Cheng Qiu Kui braise chicken necks and chicken feet, and coated the chicken carcass with breadcrumbs and fried it into a semi-finished product.
She said to Cheng Qiu Kui, "Qiu Kui, you know all the neighbors around here. Are there any older women or aunties who aren't well-off, but are quick and efficient? We can hire them to work around the house. We'll pay them one yuan a day!"
Cheng Qiuqiu thought for a moment and said, "Yes, we do, but when they come to do the work, won't they know how we do it?"
Cheng Xiaokui said, "Knowing is useless. This oven is not something an ordinary person can make! And they don't know how to bake bread."
You can have them do what they can, like peeling potatoes, grating potato slices, soaking potato slices, washing chicken necks and feet, boiling eggs, and skewering chicken butts—things that don't require much skill.
Other tasks that require technical skill, like baking bread, making breadcrumbs, frying chicken frames, and braising chicken necks and feet—if you do those yourself, who can learn them?
Cheng Qiu Kui nodded repeatedly, "Sister, you're right. If we make these technically demanding things ourselves, others won't know how they're made! Sister, how are you so smart?"
Cheng Xiaokui said, "Find some quick and nimble older women and ask them to come and help. That way, you and my mother-in-law won't be so tired."
We'll pay three people a day to help out, and then we'll double the amount of ingredients we buy!
Cheng Qiuqiu nodded and said, "If we double the amount of ingredients we buy, won't our income double? Hiring three people will only cost three yuan!"
She immediately started doing the math. She understood the difference: going from earning fifty or sixty yuan a day to earning 100 yuan a day only required an extra three yuan to hire three aunties and older women. It was a worthwhile investment no matter how you looked at it!
Cheng Xiao Kui said, "Yes, that's exactly what I mean! You should go find someone quickly. Mom has to take care of my younger brother at the hospital, and she probably won't be back for at least a week."
Cheng Qiuqiu said, "Okay, sis, I'll do whatever you say. You and Mom just need to take good care of our little brother. By the way, does our little brother really have a brain tumor?"
Cheng Xiao Kui said, "Yes, my younger brother really does have a brain tumor. It's been diagnosed. So my dreams are really accurate; I also dreamed that my mother-in-law had pancreatic cancer."
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