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"Original ... battery" Cui Heming's speech is unfavorable.

"Yeah." The old professor took the film down with authority and turned off the reader. Finally, he said, "Go and pull a tooth, just fine."

"..." Cui Heming’s heart tens of thousands of alpacas rushed past.

This is the same as the diagnosis of a young doctor in the first courtyard of Haicheng City. !

"You...you confirm?" Cui Heming said, subconsciously asked.

"Of course confirm." The old professor was not angry because of the family members' questions. "This is a disease written in the textbook, but the amalgam denture has the advantage of being particularly durable and basically not changed for a lifetime. It is also cheap, especially popular more than a decade ago. But the shortcomings are also obvious. It needs to make a square tooth pile, and people with bad skills can't do it."

Said, the old professor has opened the locker and started to change clothes.

“The person who gave your mother a denture is also kind, but did not notice that the patient still has a golden tooth.” He added: “This situation has been rare in the last decade, because resin materials are basically used.”

This is really the case! Cui Heming’s heart is a ridiculous feeling.

How many days of hard work and hard work are in vain? The conclusion of the high-priced scalper ticket of 5,000 yuan is the same as that of the emergency department of Haicheng First Hospital.

Isn't this special nonsense?

"How?" The old professor saw Cui Heming standing there, absent-minded, thinking that he did not believe.

"No...no..." Cui Heming was so angry at the first courtyard of Haicheng that he could swear a **** doctor. But in the Imperial Capital, he dare not do this.

"In Haicheng, the doctor in an emergency department also said that he asked my mother to pull out her teeth." Cui Heming said in his heart.

“Hey? Emergency department? Your Haicheng emergency treatment is very good.” The old professor smiled. “Let's go, work today, come straight tomorrow, I don't go to the doctor, I will give your mother a tooth.”

Cui Heming did not dare to ask why he is not pulling now, but he has to wait for tomorrow. He made up his mind and now everyone is off work, no nurse assistance, no this, no one.

But since the diagnosis is clear, then things will be easier.

The next day, all the symptoms of Cui Heming's mother disappeared after tooth extraction.

On the third day, the whole person was spirited and even began to lightly paint.

Cui Heming’s mother was born into a big family. After she had a light makeup, she was no longer sick. Everyone was beautiful and temperamental.

The mother recovered and Cui Heming was very happy and booked a flight ticket back to Haicheng.

On the way, he felt inexplicable feelings about the little doctor in the first house of Haicheng City. Hesitated for a long time. Finally, the mother insisted on doing a banner and prepared to send it to the unknown doctor.

I tossed back and forth for a week, but Cui Heming rushed back to Emperor, and went to the plane to add money to make a banner, and went to the city with the mother.

When they came to the emergency building of the city's first hospital, they saw a scene of enthusiasm.

A lot of people holding the banner, watching the fun outside, not going in.

This is a bit embarrassing. Is it necessary to leave the banner in the doctor's office and not say hello to the little doctor?

"Brother, what happened, how many people sent the banner." Cui Heming ordered a cigarette, and then found a free person to inquire about the situation.

"The emergency department of the First Hospital of the city was upgraded to the emergency center. Isn't this the opening?" The man took the smoke of Cui Heming with a smile, and he took a sip. "Oh, this China is true."

Of course, no matter how small the small boss with an annual income of several million, the Chinese is more than a fake.

"So many people who send the banner, what is going on?"

"Well? You don't know?" The man looked sideways and looked at Cui Heming like a monster.

Cui Heming also stunned. What do I know? However, the mall has been honed for many years. He has been a lot smoother and immediately smiled. "Isn’t this just taking my mother to the emperor to see a doctor? I don’t know what happened."

"I tell you, Zheng Zong of the city's first hospital, but it is too powerful!" The man saw Cui Heming really know nothing, and began to talk about the storytelling, the event of nitrite poisoning, first aid, Especially after the end of the braised pork shop owner said it was clear.

The braised pork shop is the first-class old shop in Haicheng, with more than 20 chain stores, or it will not make this big moth out overnight.

Cui Heming heard the stunned.

"You didn't see it. The ambulances in the city were not enough. The city urgently requisitioned private ambulances, dozens of ambulances shouted, and it made people feel flustered."

"A person is not dead?" Cui Heming still said that this ending is unacceptable.

It is not that he wants to die, but this kind of large-scale first aid is difficult to take care of comprehensively, medical resources have fallen to the limit, and some things are beyond their reach.

"Oh, I thought I would die a lot of people that day." The man vomited a smog of smoke, and broke Cui Heming to kill.

"You didn't see it. Every patient and Avatar seemed to be like a blue secluded one. Yes, did the martial arts novels have been seen? It is the feeling of the poisonousness of the Western Regions~www.wuxiaspot.com~Cui Heming is really no way Connected.

"Zheng Zong, hey, the doctor standing next to the old director, looking at the young, the craft is really praise. On the spot diagnosis, the city's special medicine was transferred, and everyone was saved."

Cui Heming followed the man’s hand, and the old Pan’s director, who was standing next to him, was the doctor who told him that he could give his mother a tooth.

"I haven't asked, brother, what are you doing with the banner?"

"It's also Dr. Zheng." Cui Heming felt a bit ashamed of his words that night. "Doctor Zheng gave diagnosis and treatment, but I don't believe it. Take my mother to the emperor, and I bought a high price of 5,000 pieces in the cattle. The final diagnosis is the same as that diagnosed by Dr. Zheng..."

"Hey..." The man around Cui Heming took a breath, and he did not expect that Zheng’s diagnosis and treatment level was so high that he was like the old expert of the Imperial Capital.

After the smoke was exhausted, Cui Heming came to the trash can, threw the cigarette **** in the ashtray, sorted out the emotions, prepared to send the banner, and apologized for his disappointing words.

Man, you must have the responsibility, you must admit if you do something wrong, you must stand up when you are beaten.

However, he just did a good job in psychological construction and prepared countless praises. When he got up, a car hurried to the front of the emergency building of the city's first hospital.

"Zheng Zong, my dad has a stomachache, what do you think?" The middle-aged driver of the driver got off the bus and said eagerly.

"..." is finished, all psychological construction has been done.

Cui Heming was in the same place. He saw more than 20 medical staff who were posing in the emergency center immediately dispersed. The flat car was launched after more than ten seconds, and the old man was lifted up.

Look again, Zheng Ren Zheng has disappeared.