An En: Could it be that your incompetence is innate?
Dang Yang: You're the one born like that!!!
An En: I'm trying to help you analyze the cause of your problem for your own good. Why are you cursing at me? Are we still brothers or not?
Dang Yang: That's the question I should be asking. Are we still brothers or not? You keep stabbing me in the heart. Do you think it doesn't hurt?
An En: ...I know, saying you're incompetent makes you feel embarrassed. But what can I do? You're the one who's incompetent. Why do I keep mentioning it? Isn't it for your own good, hoping you can get treated soon and be with my sister?
Dang Yang: There's nothing wrong with my health.
An En: Could you not shy away from medical help? You're a grown man, and you don't even have this bit of courage? So what if you're incompetent? It's not an incurable disease.
Dang Yang: Get lost!
An En: I'm only thinking of your best interests, and you're telling me to get lost.
