Long Aotian and Jinjiang Gong

Sang Yu is often confused. Because he discovered that his family had changed overnight. The honest man's father tore into pieces the old man's shirt that cost ten yuan a piece and roared to the sky, "Eighteen years in the east of Hedong and eighteen years in Hexi, don't bully young people into poverty." The gentle and intellectual mother put on a red dress and danced a tango, bright and flamboyant, "I would rather let the world down than let the world down me." The kind and weak brother held a Tang sword with a sinister expression on his face, "What is scary in the last days is not zombies, but the human heart." What's even more terrifying is that after Sang Yu fell off the cliff, returned from his studies and became the city's miracle doctor. Dad gave me a box of family planning supplies and said tremblingly: "If you really can't hold on any longer, come to Dad. Dad will fight to the death to send you abroad." Sang Yu:...... No, you touch your empty pocket before saying this. His mother looked at him with pity on her face and said, "Don't be afraid, Xiaoyu. When my mother's empire is built, I will definitely save you." Sang Yu looked silently at the square dance army behind her mother, feeling that there was a long way to go. The only normal brother, Yinchichi stuffed a dagger into him, "Be careful of the man named Bo Zhiyu, he has the most terrible love brain." Sang Yu glanced at the man behind her brother who knelt down and begged his brother for forgiveness every day, and felt that it made sense. Until you become successful. Business tycoons spend huge sums of money just to get medicine. Political bigwigs grovel for the secret recipe for health. The top celebrities in the entertainment industry traveled thousands of miles to see the men's department and begged. The person being begged for was now being easily removed from the dagger and held in his arms. He lamented that studying medicine could not save him. He should have listened to his brother and abandoned medicine to join martial arts. After an unknown number of times, Sang Yu tremblingly grabbed Bo Zhiyu's head, refusing to listen to the man's heavy breathing in his throat or look into his dark eyes. "That's enough! I have to go to the free clinic tomorrow." Career brain Chinese medicine is attacked by x love brain bully Intention: study hard