Fang Han smiled and did not refute. This disease is not something that ordinary people can cure except himself. It looks nothing but a neck cone problem. There is nothing else. In fact, a very serious problem will continue to consume the vitality in the body and increase the speed of weakness. {Chinese...}

"Dad, do you feel better?" Hu Jiange asked.

Hu Jing smiled and said, "Okay, Mr. Fang, you are such a great master!"

Fang Han said: "Old Hu, don't be polite."

Jiang Xiaowan laughed and said, "Uncle Hu, Fang Han is learning carving these days, please give me some advice!"

"Carving?!" Hu Jing turned his head and looked at Fang Han, and smiled and said, "You are so good at medical skills, why are you learning carving? It's so hard!"

Fang Han smiled and said, "It's purely because of being interested, as a hobby, to cultivate interest and calmness."

"Carving can be quiet, but it's too exhausting!" Hu Jing sighed and said, "If you want to be an interest, then learn it slowly by yourself, don't take it too seriously."

Jiang Xiaowan snorted: "Uncle Hu, Fang Han's personality is either not to do it. If you want to do it, do it well. Just say it, do it or not?!"

"Okay Xiaowan, I can see that you have planned it!" Hu Jing pointed at her, shook his head and laughed: "It's really cunning!"

Jiang Xiaowan said with a smile: "I'm treating you with the disease. You can't turn your back on your face, right?"

"...Okay, just take a look." Hu Jing nodded helplessly: "I am old and can only last for half an hour to carve it."

"No problem!" Jiang Xiaowan said hurriedly.

Hu Jing said: "Mr. Fang, let's go."

Fang Han smiled and said, "Just Mr. Hu just calls me Fang Han, please give me some advice."

"Let's just give me some advice. Let me talk about my own experience. If you think it is useful, try it. If you don't, put it aside. Carving is a personal matter. You can only listen to other people's experience, and it's mainly yourself." Hu Jing said as he walked upstairs.

Hu Jiange reached out to help but was pushed away. Hu Jing said angrily: "I can leave!"

"Dad, be careful. You are weak now." Hu Jiange said.

Hu Jing snorted: "No matter how weak you are, you can walk by yourself, don't make it look like a patient!"

He walked up, Fang Han and Jiang Xiaowan and Hu Jiange followed him to a studio on the second floor. As soon as Hu Jing sat in front of the wooden desk, his waist was straightened, his spirit was focused, and his eyes were bright, which was completely different from his weak appearance just now.

He picked up a piece of moon-white jade, took out a carving knife and started carving. Without saying a word, Fang Hanze watched.

Jiang Xiaowan wanted to speak but was stopped by Fang Han waved her hand. She curled her cherry mouth and turned her head to Hu Jiange and said, "Let's go out."

Hu Jiange nodded. He did not inherit his family education, but opened a company and opened a jewelry store. He made a lot of money and lived a wealthy life, and he did not want to endure this hardship.

Fang Han stared at Hu Jing's carved knife without blinking. He engraved his every move into his mind. He had such ability to play it back continuously.

Ten minutes later, Hu Jing spoke: "Engraving is actually difficult and simple, and it is simple. There is not so much detail. It is always the same as the essence, and everything is for expressiveness!"

Fang Han nodded, asked a few questions, and Hu Jing answered them one by one. Finally, he said: "This is just my opinion, not necessarily accurate. If you want to become a top carving master, the key is to explore it yourself. It is difficult to find a unique way and follow the path of our predecessors."

Fang Han nodded. This is the truth. No matter how good you learn from others, it is difficult to become a single family. Only by innovating based on the predecessors.

Half an hour later, Hu Jing handed him the jade that had been carved into a Bodhisattva: "Take it back and think about it yourself. If you can learn medical skills so well, carving will not be a problem."

"Thank you Mr. Hu." Fang Han accepted it without hesitation.

The two left the studio. When they arrived downstairs, Jiang Xiaowan and Hu Jiange were chatting. When they saw them coming down, Jiang Xiaowan stood up: "How is it?"

"Okay, Xiaowan, I'm done the task!" Hu Jing waved his hand and said, "I won't leave you lunch!"

Jiang Xiaowan said angrily: "Uncle Hu, you are so stingy. We won't eat here!"

"I can't stand your quarrels and like quietness." Hu Jing smiled and said, "Fang Han, if you have any questions in the future, just call me. If you really can't come over, it will be fine."

"Okay, thank you Mr. Hu." Fang Han smiled.

Jiang Xiaowan nodded with satisfaction and said goodbye and left.

The two returned to the Jiang family villa. Fang Han found a room to work as a studio. Both the carvings and jade were ready. He first found a few radishes and tried to carve them. He recalled the techniques of Meng Wan and Hu Jing in his mind, and thought of the three statues he had gotten, imagining how the sculptor used the knife.

He imagined and wandered, his spirit was half imagining the world and half in the present, and the knife and imagination were in line with each other, and carrots were carved.

Jiang Xiaowan watched from the side. She took one of Fang Han Diao and looked at it. She felt the essence, and felt it was magical and attractive.

Fang Han's carvings seem to have a unique attraction. After watching them, I want to see them again and again, and I want to see them even more. I seem to be unconsciously trapped in it and it is difficult to extricate myself.

After a while, Fang Han put down the carving knife, turned his head to look at Jiang Xiaowan, and smiled and said, "Sister Xiaowan, how good am I carving, can I still see it?"

"I have to say you are a genius." Jiang Xiaowan put down the carrot statue and glanced at him: "Others need to spend a lot of time, but you learned it in one go. This world is too unfair!"

Fang Han smiled and said, "It's getting late, right?"

Jiang Xiaowan looked up at the time, said "Ah", and shouted: "It's almost evening, let's go, hurry up, don't let Sister Meng's pigeons go."

"Is it too late?" Fang Han said.

Jiang Xiaowan said: "You are too proud of the traffic in the capital. If you pass by this point, it will definitely be very congested halfway. You have to hurry up!"

Fang Han said: "Why should we ride a motorcycle?"

"Can you do it?" Jiang Xiaowan tilted his head to look at him.

Fang Han smiled and said, "What's the matter? Just give me some guidance!"

"Okay!" Jiang Xiaowan nodded: "There is really a motorcycle at home."

"Who rode?" Fang Han said.

Jiang Xiaowan pointed at himself: "Of course it's me!"

Fang Han looked at her, and Jiang Xiaowan snorted: "I liked riding motorcycles when I was young, and now I don't feel that way!"

Fang Han smiled and shook his head.

"What are you laughing at?" Jiang Xiaowan patted his shoulder: "I'm not young anymore!"

Fang Han said: "Who would say that?...Sister Xiaowan, you should relax. Don't be busy with the company's affairs all day long, it's not worth the loss!"

"It's not too late for me to understand it now." Jiang Xiaowan said: "So let me have a leave."

"Okay, let's go!" Fang Han said.

The two of them came to a room, and Jiang Xiaowan pushed out a huge Harley motorcycle. She was delicate and weak, as if the motorcycle would press her down at any time.

Fang Han shook his head and laughed. He took over and pushed it out. Jiang Xiaowan added fuel and took out his equipment. Fang Han put on a hat and goggles.

"Such handsome!" Jiang Xiaowan looked at him and smiled.

Fang Han smiled and said, "Same for you!"

Jiang Xiaowan wore this outfit with a cool and heroic look. She was beautiful and cool, and was radiant and radiant.

The two got into the car, and Fang Han rode in front of Jiang Xiaowan and hugged his waist. The softness and fragrance on his body came from behind to Fang Han.

He felt it was very exciting and rode the motorcycle very fast. He quickly opened a very low-key club along the direction that Jiang Xiaowan pointed, which was the new cool club that Jiang Xiaowan mentioned.

There is only a small door in front of the club, which looks like a family hotel. As soon as you push the door in, you can see two big men sitting there reading a book.

Hearing the voice, the two of them looked up and hurriedly got up and said, "Mr. Jiang, please hurry up!"

Jiang Xiaowan waved his hand and pulled Fang Han in. He walked through a passage to the spacious hall. The hall was designed very exquisitely. Floating with gentle music, dark furniture and carpets, the antique flavor made people feel at ease.

Jiang Xiaowan and Fang Han went up the second floor, sat down in a spacious room, and then sent a text message to Meng Wan and the other person.

"How is this place?" Jiang Xiaowan smiled.

Fang Han looked at the room, nodded, and the decoration was antique, very similar to ancient rooms. Moreover, the furniture and utensils in the furnishings seemed to be real antiques, adding a bit of charm. It was also luxurious enough.

"All people here can't come in, right?" Fang Han said with a smile.

Jiang Xiaowan said: "Well, you need a member to come in. I have already told you that they can come in."

Fang Han sighed and said, "It's really luxurious here."

"It's far worse than your manor." Jiang Xiaowan smiled.

Fang Han shook his head and said, "It can't be compared like this. What a big place I am."

"Anyway, you are a rich man crying poor." Jiang Xiaowan snorted: "Your manor will be lived in for Li Tang in the future, and the rest of the people won't go in?"

Fang Han said: "I haven't thought about it yet."

"Forget it, don't mention these!" Jiang Xiaowan waved his hand and said angrily: "You are so angry when you mention this, you are a big radish!"

Fang Han touched his jaw and did not connect.

The two were drinking tea, and footsteps came, and a solid middle-aged man knocked in. Jiang Xiaowan stood up with a smile: "Brother Huang!"

"Xiao Jiang, long time no see!" Dunshi middle-aged man smiled and looked at Fang Han.

"Fang Han, my boyfriend, this is Brother Huang." Jiang Xiaowan introduced to the two.

"Huang Gaoya." Dunshi middle-aged man stretched out his hand and shook Fang Han, and smiled and said, "The cold Xiaojiang finally has a boyfriend, which is really gratifying!"

"I already have a boyfriend." Jiang Xiaowan said with a smile: "So what about you, Brother Huang?"

"I'm not a woman's fate." Huang Gaoya shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I want to find a girlfriend, but women don't like this kind of me!"

"You are considered a successful person, why can't you handle a girlfriend?!" Jiang Xiaowan said with regret, "Don't be too honest!"

"I want to be honest, but I often make mistakes!" Huang Gaoya sighed helplessly: "I know men are not bad and women don't love them, but I am now at this age and don't know how to change them."

"This is a problem." Jiang Xiaowan nodded and said, "Since it cannot be changed, then find someone who is in tune with the temper. Sister Meng, you should have understood it, right?"

"Yes, I've found someone to know about it." Huang Gaoya smiled and said, "A very excellent woman, I'm afraid..."

"What are you afraid of? It's very suitable for you to be together. Believe in my eyes!" Jiang Xiaowan waved his jade hand and snorted: "Don't be nervous, just be the real self!"

"This is the best!" Huang Gaoya smiled and said, "I really don't have the ability to perform."
Chapter completed!