Allow her to be pampered

In the early morning of the next day, Wu Qingzhi woke up Chi Rong earlier than usual, and wanted to take her to the dentist's clinic.

After one night, Chi Rong started to feel toothache again. When brushing his teeth, the pain was unbearable, and even the ice pack couldn't suppress the pain.

So after simply washing up, the two of them got into the car.

The dental clinic was run by a British dentist. Wu Qingzhi found it through the introduction of Mist Sean, and the address was near the Church of England.

There is a six-storey building here, the exterior wall is brand new red bricks, a poster is pasted on the door of the unit, and it reads: The British Dental Clinic on the fourth floor can treat toothache, teeth can be extracted and filled, and dentures can be made, and the price is favorable.

In addition to the ordinary cement stairs, the entrance to the building is also equipped with a carved iron fence elevator.

Without thinking about it, Wu Qingzhi took Chi Rong to the elevator and chose the fourth floor, only to hear a click, and the machine started to lift the person up.

After exiting the elevator, there is a green-painted corridor, which looks like a hospital.

Chi Rong could already smell the real medicine smell, but the dental clinic smelled more like powder than disinfectant.

Before Chi Rong got close to the gate of the clinic, he backed off in his heart: "Did you hear the sound of the electric drill?"

Wu Qingzhi shook his head: "No."

Chi Rong said again: "Why is it so cold here, or we'll go back and add some clothes before coming here."

Wu Qingzhi immediately grabbed Chi Rong and said word by word: "Chi Rong, you can't run away."

Wu Qingzhi dragged Chi Rong into the clinic, and the little nurse at the registration window at the entrance was jumped by Chi Rong who was flailing her claws, and asked quickly, "Is it for the dentist? Register with me, and I'll call the doctor."

Wu Qingzhi was afraid that Chi Rong would run away, so he didn't dare to let go, so he hugged her tightly by his side. He had his own intentions, but in the eyes of others, he was sticky.

The nurse in the clinic had just graduated from the medical school and was still an unmarried girl. Unexpectedly, seeing such a bold man as Wu Qingzhi, her face turned red, and she lowered her head to write the registration details on the carbon paper.

"May I ask the patient's name?"

"Chi Rong. Chi Chi, the bells and drums, the long night, the banyan shade does not move, and the beautiful banyan in autumn."

When Wu Qingzhi answered like this, Chi Rong looked at him with wide eyes, thinking that he was really educated, and her grandfather probably didn't think about these connotations when he named her.

Chi Rong said quietly: "I think you are quite good at naming things."

Wu Qingzhi didn't turn his head back, and was reporting Chi Rong's age to the nurse, but there was a little smile in his voice: "—from then on, let me choose the child's name."

Chi Rong was extremely ashamed, she really didn't know the truth of what the old man said.

She remembered clearly that Wu Qingzhi said that he was not in a hurry to have a child, but today he said that he wanted to name the child, which really made her feel ashamed and afraid.

After Wu Qingzhi registered, the nurse invited them to the treatment room for treatment.

A blond-haired, blue-eyed foreign doctor was sitting behind a writing desk in a white coat. Seeing Chi Rong sit down, he asked, "It hurts a lot, how long?"

It turned out that this was a doctor who was fluent in Chinese, but his Chinese level was limited, and he stuttered slowly when speaking. Wu Qingzhi was afraid that Chi Rong could not bear the toothache, so he opened his mouth to talk to the doctor in English.

Chi Rong sat on the stool trembling, feeling that the room was very air-conditioned, and the metal utensils in the alcohol bottle were shining brightly and sharply, they were sharp knives for cutting pork.

On the other side, Wu Qingzhi communicated with the doctor about Chi Rong's condition in English, and specifically emphasized the fact that she ate two strings of extremely sour candied haws.

The doctor pondered for a moment, then immediately turned on the shadowless lamp, picked out two tools from the alcohol bottle, one with a small disc mirror to pierce Chi Rong's mouth, and then inserted a probe into Chi Rong's right back groove. Teeth ticked: "Here?"

Chi Rong burst into tears in pain, but she didn't dare to move an inch, so she had to order Wu Qingzhi to answer for her.

After looking at it, the doctor put away the tools and said, "Tooth decay, fill the tooth."

He spoke complicated English again.

These words are probably not often said. How many Chinese people who see the doctor can speak English, but since the patient has brought a translator, he doesn't mind introducing some treatment methods.

The doctor only said that Chi Rong ate too much sweets and liked to use the right tooth, so the right molar was decayed first, but the left tooth was still healthy.

Her symptoms are not the most serious, and she does not need to extract her teeth. She only needs to polish off the decayed parts of the teeth and fill them with tooth materials to recover.

After hearing this, Wu Qingzhi only said a few words to Chi Rong: "Chi Rong, you don't need to pull your teeth."

So Chi Rong was fooled into being on the examination table.

The light from the shadowless lamp was not too dazzling, making Chi Rong dizzy, but what really made her limbs weak was not the light, but the tinkling silver knives.

"Didn't you say you won't pull out your teeth? You lied to me!" Chi Rong yelled in a panic.

Dental surgery does not need to be isolated, and Wu Qingzhi sat aside to accompany him.

He crossed his legs, his back was straight, and his neck was gracefully bent down: "Chi Rong, I never lie to you, I really don't pull out my teeth, I just use a drill to sharpen my bad teeth."

Chi Rong was about to cry because of Wu Qingzhi's move, but now he was lying on the treatment table, man was a knife and she was a fish, and there was nowhere to hide.

The doctor pinched a very thin needle, which was an anesthetic, and stuck it on Chi Rong's tooth. Chi Rong clenched her fists in pain, thinking that a toothache would not be as painful as an injection, and twisted her feet disobediently.

Soon, the anesthesia kicked in, and Chi Rong lost feeling on the right side of his face, and he was already at the mercy of others.

The doctor inserted a drill and chisel into her mouth, and Chi Rong only felt the bone cutting but no pain, but salty blood flowed in her mouth, and she had to get up to rinse her mouth from time to time.

But the buzzing sound of the electric drill went straight into the brain, the sound didn't pass through the ears, it crawled into the depths of the brain along the teeth, it was more terrifying than usual.

The doctor simply acted quickly and skillfully, after grinding away the bad teeth, he also filled the teeth very quickly, and quickly sent Chi Rong off the examination table.

Chi Rong's right cheek was still numb. She felt that her face might be swollen, so she anxiously asked Wu Qingzhi, "Is my face swollen? If so, how can I go to school?"

Wu Qingzhi thanked the doctor, wrote down the doctor's order, and touched Chi Rong's face sympathetically: "It's not swollen. But I asked Mr. Liu Liren to give you a vacation, and you can rest at home for a day."

He counted them one by one: "Chi Rong, there will be no egg tarts to eat in the future, let alone candied haws. The doctor said your teeth can't stand sweet and sour stimulation."

Chi Rong asked pitifully: "Isn't it okay to take a bite once in a while? Mr. Liu has said that when Western countries do scientific research, eating sweets makes people happy. After I don't give me sweets, I will not be happy every day."

Wu Qingzhi knew Chi Rong's poor talk best, and only one sentence cut her off: "No."

He led Chi Rong, who was sluggish, and paid the consultation fee with the little registered nurse before taking the elevator downstairs.

The sun was shining brightly outside, and the sun was shining brightly. Chi Rong numbly followed behind Wu Qing, with a look of disappointment on his face.

Seeing her pitiful appearance, Wu Qingzhi finally let go: "Forget it. Chi Rong, you are only allowed to eat sweets once a week."

Chi Rong suddenly raised his head to look at him, his eyes were bright, and he was no longer bored like before: "Then buy a bunch of candied haws on the way home first!"