Chapter 1705: Doctor, Can You Cure My Illness (3)

Song Chumo put on his gloves, pointed to the dental chair next to him and said, "Then you lie there, open your mouth, and I'll check it for you." ”

Tao Yanqi walked over and lay down obediently.

Today she wore a simple slip dress, and as she lay down, the skirt lifted up a little.

Fortunately, the skirt is also long, so it didn't go out or anything.

Song Chumo sat on a chair and moved to Tao Yanqi and hit the lamp on her mouth.

"Open your mouth." Song Chumo said.

Tao Yanqi opened her mouth and looked at Song Chumo without blinking.

Song Chumo lowered his eyes and carefully examined Tao Yanqi's teeth.

"There's a little wisdom tooth." Song Chumo took the tongue depressor and pressed Tao Yanqi's tongue and looked at it carefully, "There are still some dental calculus." ”

"It's not a big deal." Song Chumo put away the tongue depressor and took off the gloves.

"Do wisdom teeth hurt?" Song Chumo asked.

Tao Yanqi sat up and shook her head blankly.

"It doesn't hurt."

It turned out that I really felt that there was nothing wrong with me, and when I went to the hospital for examination, there would definitely be something wrong.

"Well, I see that wisdom tooth of yours hasn't grown much yet, do you want to remove it?" Song Chumo asked again.

Tao Yan tilted her head, "Does it hurt?" ”

"It doesn't hurt." Song Chumo said with a smile, "There is an anesthetic when you pull it out, and it may hurt for a while after the anesthetic." ”

"Then pull it out." Tao Yanqi smiled so much that her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, which made people feel better when they saw it.

Song Chumo was slightly stunned and rubbed his temples.

What's wrong with him today? Why was he suddenly shaken by a smile?

"What about dental calculus? Are you going to clean your teeth or let it go like that? Song Chumo asked with a fixed mind.

"Is dental calculus any harm to me?" Tao Yanqi asked.

"It may cause periodontal disease, in fact, I recommend that you clean your teeth." Song Chumo said.

Tao Yanqi nodded, "Then wash it." ”

"Doctor, you say whatever you say."

Song Chumo really hasn't met such a well-behaved patient for a long time.

He chuckled lightly, and quickly recorded something in the medical notebook.

"Well, it's late today, so are you free next Monday?"

"Come on Monday morning, I'll clean your teeth first, and then check the growth of your wisdom teeth, if you don't have to pull them out, it's best."

Tao Yan obediently listened to Song Chumo's words, and his little head grew little by little.

Song Chumo saw that the last patient was so cooperative, and his mood after a tiring day was inexplicably relaxed.

"Do you have any questions, little girl?" Song Chumo asked in a soft voice.

"I'm not small." Tao Yan retorted in a low voice, "I'm 24 years old." ”

Song Chumo was stunned for a moment, and glanced down at Tao Yanqi's medical record book, which was indeed 24 years old.

"You're small, then." Song Chumo said, and posted a note on Tao Yanqi's medical record book.

"On Monday, after you registered, you came to me with this medical record."

Tao Yanqi took the medical record book and nodded.

"Doctor Song, can I add your WeChat?"

Song Chumo pursed his lips, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally took out his mobile phone and clicked on WeChat.

In fact, the hospital has a rule that doctors cannot add patients to WeChat.

But he was afraid that the little girl would go to Baidu or something if she didn't understand something, and maybe it would hurt her.

Song Chumo found a reason for himself, and then added a Taoyan WeChat.

Tao Yanqi, who was successfully added to Song Chumo's WeChat, held the mobile phone, and the pear vortex on her cheeks was full of joy with a smile.

(End of chapter)