Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

Chapter 364: He wants to control his bad temper

On the other side, in Si Shen's house.

The dark-faced man kicked over the trash can and walked in quickly.

Si Chen glanced at the innocent trash can tumbling on the floor with a headache, bent over and put the vodka just taken out on the table, and complained to the man sitting on the sofa next to him. His sweetheart is irritated."

Huo Leiting has just returned to China and he still doesn't know much about the domestic situation. Hearing Si Chen mentioning Little Sweetheart, his thick eyebrows furrowed, his sharp eyes looked at Si Chen, and a deep voice came out from his throat, "Huh?"

The three of them are good brothers who sympathize with each other, and Si Chen didn't conceal it. Then he complained, "The last time they quarreled, he called me to the Lan Clubhouse, and drank my 200,000 worth of wine without saying a word. After drinking, I ran away, and I kindly found him a beautiful woman to send it up. He saw I drove them out naked without even looking at them. The next day, the two of them looked like something good. On the contrary, I was in the middle like a monkey and jumped up and down all night, and the next day I have to apologize to his little sweetheart... Hey... Just look at his face now. I bet a million and quarrel again. Come on to bet a game?"

"No. I don't have that much money to gamble with bosses like you." Huo Leiting stretched his posture and leaned on the sofa, poured himself a glass of brandy, mixed some vodka, and shook it.

"You have no money? Mayor Huo, who are you coaxing. A million is not a drizzle for you." Si Chen cast his lips together, "It's a good deal, don't bet."

Li Beijue had walked in front of them three or two steps, and seeing Huo Leiting's face finally looked better, his jaw said hello, "When did you come back?"

"Just after getting off the plane, Xiao San picked me up."

Si Shen, the youngest of the three, became a junior. However, they only rank in the junior third, not the boss or second.

Li Beijue nodded, knowing it. When he arrived at a glass of wine, the eagle eyes gloomily stared at Si Chen on the side, and asked in a deep voice, "Si Chen, can I control my emotions by taking medicine?"

"What do you mean?" Si Chen responded quickly, "You mean your paranoia? In theory, drugs can indeed achieve control effects. But didn't you mean that you don't want to take neurological drugs?"

He had prescribed this kind of medicine for him a long time ago, but Li Beijue threw them all into the trash can. As the name says, neurological drugs will damage the cerebral cortex and affect his thinking.

"So, taking medicine is useful, right?"

"Useful is useful..."

Why did he suddenly think of taking medicine again?

"Prescribe some medicine for me, I want the fastest effect!" Li Beijue took a sip from the wine glass with a sullen expression, and ordered directly.

He was willing to take medicine to treat his illness. Si Shen couldn't help but he certainly wouldn't refuse, "Yes, I will prescribe you at the hospital tomorrow. But this medicine must be taken continuously. When you think of it, taking a little bit of it has no effect."

"I see."

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone vibrated.

Since Li Beijue came out of the hospital, his mood was extremely irritable. My heart felt like a leak, and my heart was numb with pain.

He didn't want to pick it up, holding the wine glass, he glanced at the caller ID. Frowning again, put down the wine glass, and picked up the phone.

"Hey."

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