A concept I came up with from a childhood memory:
about a dentist who lived across our fence.
I think the fact that she lived next door to two noisy children drove her crazy.
One Saturday, my dad had a terrible toothache, and she volunteered to extract that tooth in her private kitchen at no cost (or anesthesia).
I did not see what happened, but my imagination threw me into exciting places as a child:
(*important note: of course, it's all out of a six-year-old girl imagination, and the real character is a generous doctor who helped our whole neighborhood)