The old man sighed with emotion. "But I was stubborn and had been in the cattle shed. After I came out, I didn't take on an apprentice, so I ended up taking all my skills into my coffin. What a pity."
As he spoke, the old man raised his arm. "Look at this arm of mine. It was broken back then, and it was that old master who set it for me. It's been over forty years, and there hasn't been a single problem."
Du Heng nodded in full agreement with the old man's sentiment. "Indeed. This bone-setting skill is exceptional. It's truly a pity it wasn't passed down."
These words clearly pleased the old man. He chuckled and said, "Your skills aren't bad either. With just a touch, you knew my hand was injured when I was young."
Du Heng chuckled as well. He wouldn't take the compliment further. "Uncle, let's talk about your illness."
After this exchange, all the old man's doubts about Du Heng vanished. He said cheerfully, "Alright, please, take a good look for me. I'm counting on you."
