Chapter 1476

"Oh?"

Duanmu yawang suddenly became interested, "I don't think Mr. Pan can manage anyone."

"His second brother can."

Su Hezhi's voice said faintly: "his second brother has been very excellent since childhood, but his body has not been very good. He has always regarded his second brother as a porcelain. He feels that he can't knock and touch at all. He is even more reluctant to make him angry, so what his second brother says is what he says."

"Mr. Pan was still a younger brother?"

"Brother control?" Su he was puzzled.

"Cough!"

Duanmu yawang touched the tip of his nose and explained, "it means that he is extremely doting on his brother."

"Yes." Su Hezhi nodded, "that's true."

Duanmu yawang still didn't understand: "did you learn the tea ceremony, or did the second brother of Prince pan let Prince pan learn it?"

"Neither."

Su Hezhi shook his head and said, "when he was a child, he was naughty and scolded every day. His family wanted him to be quiet. Don't waste time at the critical time, but he couldn't control him anyway. Later, his husband shut him in the teahouse again and let him read and close the tea ceremony books and find all kinds of things for seven consecutive days."

"In seven days, he was bored, so he could only read the words of the tea ceremony, but he knew something about some tea ceremonies."

"His second brother has always loved quiet and tea. When he heard this, he begged his brother to drink the tea he made himself. He shut himself in the teahouse for a whole month and went to learn to make tea."

Su Hezhi glanced at Pan Xiangan, who was still making tea seriously, and said, "unexpectedly, it made him quiet a lot, and the tea was made decent."

Duanmu Ya looked up and was about to speak when he heard pan Xiang'an say, "Gongyu, the tea is ready. Come and have a taste and see how it tastes?"

"OK."

Duanmu yawang smiled and walked over. She found that the closer she was, the cleaner the tea was. As soon as her eyes lit up, she took a sip of one of the cups, "good tea."

The tea slides down your throat. It's silky and sweet. It tastes really good.

Pan Xiang'an scratched his head and his ears were red. "I can make tea and make you laugh."

"No, it's delicious."

When Duanmu yawang said this, he drank a small cup quickly. Pan Xiangan hurriedly said, "please sit down, childe." after Duanmu yawang sat down, he poured her a second cup of tea immediately.

"Thank you very much." Duanmu yawang was not polite. He picked up a cup and continued to drink.

Su Hezhi came over and saw that there was only one cup of tea on the table. His eyelids moved and he stretched out his hand to take another cup, but the other hand carried the tea faster than him.

Pan Xiangan took the tea and gave one of Su he a white eye. "If you want to drink tea, pour it yourself. I've made all my tea. Do you still want me to pour you tea?"

Su Hezhi didn't argue with him. He sat down expressionless and poured tea himself.

Duanmuya glanced at Pan Xiangan and thought it was really interesting. Of course, she didn't understand why pan Xiangan had such a big opinion on Su Hezhi. After all, Su Hezhi was really good to him.

They talked. Su Hezhi chose this place for them!

"Gongyu, you haven't finished that thing yet, haven't you?" although pan Xiangan spoke ill of each other, Su Hezhi took a sip of tea and asked pan Xiangan what he wanted to ask.

"Yes."

When it comes to business, Duanmu yawang puts down the quilt and says, "it's also a matter of life and death for me. It's very important."

As soon as these words came out, Su Hezhi and pan Xiangan were silent and didn't speak for a moment.

Duanmuya looked at them and suddenly remembered what Pan Xiang'an had said before, "childe pan, you seem to have said before that your brother's disease is abdominal swelling?"

"Yes."

As soon as Duanmu yawang talked about his brother's situation, pan Xiangan perked up and immediately said, "at the beginning, zi'an won't feel pain... Zi'an is my second brother's name."

Speaking of this, he continued: "at first, Zian didn't feel pain. It was just weird, but gradually there was a tearing pain. It was said that the pain was like a woman's child."

"Moreover, such pain is said to appear every day in recent days, which is painful. Most importantly, the second brother's appearance has also changed. He is no longer as handsome as before. His skin is wrinkled and scorched. The whole person is thin as if he had been barbecued again, which makes people surprised!"

Pan Xiangan estimated that he really loved his brother. As he said, he blushed. "Zian has been smart since childhood. He is handsome and cold in pingqi, but he is the most arrogant. Now he has become like this. It must be worse than killing him!"

Duanmu Ya looked and listened. She frowned, but didn't speak directly. Instead, she whispered to the little white deer, "Bai Bai, I listen to the situation of Pan Xiangan's brother. How is it a bit like the situation of the queen now?"

"The skin is wrinkled and blackened. If there is a pregnant belly in the abdomen, it will be very similar just listening." the little white deer touched his chin and said positively, "these two people should not have the same disease?"

"I haven't seen immortal pan Zian, so it's hard to judge." Duanmu yawang mused: "however, the two situations are really similar. Maybe they are related."

"Yes."

Duanmu Ya looked up at Pan Xiangan, "do you have some doctor's diagnosis documents about your second brother?"

"Diagnostic information?" Pan Xiangan was stunned, then shook his head and said helplessly: "those doctors are helpless. Even if they have seen Zian's disease, no one has a way to treat Zian. Since there is no way, how can they diagnose and treat Zian?"

"That's right."

Duanmu yawang pinched his eyebrows. "Mr. Pan, I can't go to your hometown now. Now the only way is for you to provide some accurate information. I'll see if I can find a way to look at the information..."

"Crane knows painting."

At this time, Su he's spirit flashed and said, "why don't I draw down the situation of zi'an, childe, how about looking at the drawing?"

Duanmu Ya looked at her eyes and immediately patted the case: "that's better!"

"OK."

Su Hezhi nodded and said in a warm voice, "please wait for an hour, and he will go to paint."

Su Hezhi really didn't waste any time. After saying that, he immediately went to another desk in the box, found some colorful natural ink at the counter, and then opened a piece of paper that was about two times larger, which began to write neatly.

Duanmu yawang didn't come near to disturb him, so he stood a few meters away and looked at his movements. He tutted and sighed, "young master Su knew that he was very good at painting and his technique was very skilled."