With that, Jin Zan patted Du Heng's shoulder and was about to leave, but Du Heng quickly stopped him. "Hold on, don't leave just yet."
"Is there anything else?"
"Since there's no problem on your end, find another doctor skilled in acupuncture—someone who's quick and precise with the needles."
Jin Zan paused. "You can do it yourself, and you're quite good at it. Why find someone else? Our Department doesn't have anyone like that; we'd have to get someone from the Acupuncture Department."
Du Heng clicked his tongue. "Just do as I say and find someone. Enough with the chatter. If I'm in the middle of setting the Patient's bone and she has a reaction, am I supposed to let go of her Arm, perform acupuncture on the Patient, wait for her to recover, and then make her endure the Pain of resetting the fractured bone all over again? That's ridiculous."
