Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil

Eight Kickass Uncle’ Sweet Spoil By Amber Arnold Chapter 220

Chapter 220

homes, so they will definitely come here in the end.

Braxton stood up immediately: “Are they here?”

The assistant said: “Not yet, they are going through the discharge procedures today.”

Braxton nodded: “I understand, I will pick it up in person. By the way, is

the paper on terahertz activation of cells and treatment of hemiplegic brain finished?”

The assistant hesitated: “There are still some documents to check…”

Braxton patted him on the shoulder: “Young man, be active in doing things, don’t procrastinate. I trust you and leave it to you all the time. No one else has this opportunity. Do you think you will be worse in the future?”

The assistant quickly said: “I know the dean, but the literature is not easy to check.”

Terahertz activates cells, treats hemiplegic brain…these have no theoretical basis and cannot be found.

Braxton said: “If there is no literature, don’t check it, ask the laboratory to do the data, what we have to do is to create a precedent, use terahertz technology to benefit patients and mankind – in the future, when others write such papers, we will It’s their literature!”

The assistant nodded repeatedly and boasted fiercely, and Braxton went out satisfied.

The aunt sweeping the floor at the door saw the two of them walking away, so she muttered: “Dream!”

**

Susie didn’t go to kindergarten today.

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with Alana in

she said distressedly: “Okay, Susie, take a rest now!

her head: “It’s not hard!

was full of relief, it’s still her

hand and said softly, “Grandma, go to

nodded and slowly closed her

“Sleep sleep~ my dear

song was sung, a laughing voice suddenly sounded outside: “Hey, such an

and took a look, only to see an old woman sitting on the

Alana, ran out

Susie a surprised look, then stood up

door is going to be discharged from the hospital today,

just in time to see the patient next door sitting in a wheelchair

eyes were crooked, saliva fell uncontrollably, and his right hand

pushed him, and the others were supposed

at the

man was wearing a drool bag,

sadness.

was a pity

few sincerities, you still want someone to wipe

want to tell your son to change someone, but you can’t say anything. Besides, it must be good

old lady sighed, her tone was also very

Alana was in a deep sleep, Susie didn’t forget to gently

me

from the old man’s hand and wiped it

for half a

struggled to say something,

hurriedly picked up the towel, with a conscientious look

her: “Auntie, it’s wrong for you to do this,

the end of the corridor guiltily, and saw

whispered: “You don’t mind my business! Let me

on Susie as a child, with a fierce

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