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Some of these medicines are medicines that nourish the body, and the other part are medicines that make Song Chuyi weak.

It's really strange.

These medicines were prescribed under the instruction of the second personality.

What does this second personality of his want to do?

On the one hand, it makes Song Chuyi's body weak, but on the other hand, he has to support his body?

Shan Yu divided the medicine, pointed at the medicine to nourish the body and said, "Send these to Song Chuyi."

"The other part was thrown away."

Subordinate: "Yes."

After finishing speaking, the subordinate asked cautiously: "Sir, do you still need injections for Zuimeng?"

Drunken Dream...a medical drug that can make people's leg muscles weak and unable to walk normally.

Shan Yu didn't expect the second personality to order this matter, and said in a deep voice: "When was the last injection?"

"Six months ago." The subordinate replied respectfully, "Zuimeng is only effective for half a year and needs to be injected once every six months."

Shan Yu waved his hand, "No need."

"Tell the kitchen to stew more tonic to replenish the young master's health."

A flash of surprise flashed in the subordinate's eyes, and he quickly responded.

"Yes."

The subordinates quickly followed the order, and only Shan Yu stood there, thinking about what his second personality wanted to do.

After thinking to no avail, he decided to start with Song Chuyi.

Shan Yu had someone adjust Song Chuyi's information.

The first half of Song Chuyi's life quickly came to light.

His parents died young, leaving him with only one younger brother to depend on.

In order to go to high school, my younger brother had no choice but to work as a waiter at Yuese Bar, and then he was brought back by the second personality.

A very ordinary life experience, and even the character in the information seems so dull and boring.

There is really nothing noteworthy about this person. Even his face looks dull in the photo.

Those eyes were full of numbness and despair for life, not even a trace of tenderness left.

Shan Yu destroyed the information and looked upstairs.

The current Song Chuyi... looks like two different people from the information.

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Upstairs, Song Chuyi received a private message from the union president.

[On the first day of junior high school, you have received more rewards in the past two days. After discussion, we decided to advance part of it to you. 】

[In the past two days, Boss Y has rewarded a total of 200,000 yuan. After deducting the platform’s share, there is still 100,000 yuan left. 】

[Our union will not participate in the sharing of this 100,000 yuan. 】

[Can we advance you 50,000 yuan, or transfer 2,000 yuan to your brother? 】

Song Chuyi raised his eyebrows slightly, brother? The original body actually has a younger brother?

No wonder he is so poor. He only has a few thousand yuan in his WeChat account. It turns out he transferred it to his younger brother.

Song Chuyi: [Well, I’ll pass it on to my brother as before. 】

President: [Then I’ll transfer the remaining money to you via WeChat. 】

【Transfer.00 Yuan】

Song Chuyi: [Thank you, President. 】

President: [You’re welcome. 】

Two seconds later, another message came over.

[On the first day of junior high school, we have a hall war in our hall this Saturday. 】

The implication is already obvious.

Song Chuyi: [I don’t have Y’s WeChat account. If he comes to the hall, I’ll try to get him to give more rewards. 】

President: [Why haven’t you added the boss’s WeChat account yet? It's the first year of junior high school. This boss looks good, so you have to take advantage of it. 】

Song Chuyi replied a few words, and the president didn't ask any more questions. He just emphasized the matter of Saturday's hall battle again.

Hall war is a battle between two halls, mainly to see which side has the big boss.

Anyway, it’s not a loss for everyone, so many halls like to play hall wars.

This was the first time for Song Chuyi to fight in this kind of hall battle, and he was really interested for a while.

He kept this incident in his mind for the time being, and searched his cell phone again, but found no information about his original brother.

The sense of disobedience in his heart became stronger.

If he was originally a young master from a wealthy family, why would he still give money to his younger brother?

What's even more strange is that he doesn't have the contact information of his biological brother.

Is that brother an illegitimate child? The original body is more like the Virgin?

When Song Chuyi was thinking wildly, someone knocked on the door.

"Come in."

He spoke, but no one answered him.

Song Chuyi controlled the wheelchair and opened the door. He saw today's lunch and some medicine on the shelf at the door.

He picked up the medicine and looked at it twice. They were all medicines to replenish the body, and there was no big problem.

Song Chuyi felt relieved and after enjoying lunch, he leaned on his wheelchair and basked in the sun.

The body is drowsy, but the consciousness is awake.

In the midst of boredom, night falls.

The door was pushed open from the outside, accompanied by excited calls.

"Wife, wife, wife!"

Song Chuyi:...

He turned around and looked at Shan Yu, who was only wearing pajamas. Oh, no, it was Yu Yu.

"Yu Yu." Song Chu waved, "Come here."

Yuyu took Song Chuyi into his arms with a single swoop.

"Wife!"

He rubbed Song Chuyi's neck hard.

"Miss my wife."

Song Chuyi patted his back and said, "Yuyu, come and sit."

Yuyu sat next to him obediently.

I felt a little far away again. I tilted my head and thought about it, and my eyes suddenly lit up.

He picked up Song Chuyi and sat in the wheelchair, then put him on his lap and sat down.

Song Chuyi:...

Pretty smart.

He chuckled, "Yuyu is so smart."

Yuyu giggled and buried his head in Song Chuyi's neck.

Quietly, yet boldly kissing his collarbone.

Beautiful flowers bloomed on her fair skin.

Song Chuyi felt the changes in Yu Yu's body, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Okay, okay, Shan Yu only knows fierceness during the day, and Yuyu only knows sesé at night.

This is not possible!

Song Chuyi happened to be bored, and he couldn't sleep. Originally, Xiao Tong could chat with him and watch TV, but now that Xiao Tong wasn't sleeping yet, he was even more bored.

Since Yuyu only knows Sese, then...

Song Chuyi smiled, like a wolf trying to abduct Little Red Riding Hood.

"Yuyu, let's play a game."

Song Chu sat astride him, "If I lose, Yuyu can kiss me."

He pulled up his shirt, revealing his collarbone that was dotted with bright red.

Yuyu swallowed his saliva and agreed without hesitation.

"it is good!"

Song Chuyi: "What if Yuyu loses?"

Yuyu tilted his head and lifted up his clothes, "Kiss my wife."

Song Chuyi:...

"No." He refused, "If you lose, take me out to play."

"Words don't matter, just make a written statement."

Yuyu repeatedly agreed to take his wife out to play!

Song Chuyi quickly wrote the receipt, and Yu Yu also signed his name on it - [Shan Yu].

The two characters "龙飞峰五" are not like Yuyu's style of just calling his wife.

Song Chuyi thought about it and put the receipt away.

"Now let's play a game. Just roll the dice. Whoever has the higher number wins."

As time passed, the moonlight poured into the room and fell on the person lying on the bed.

The front of the body is mottled.