Zhao Ritian began setting Cang Hai's bones.
Those bones were being set... His two huge hands had ten fingers as thick and hard as steel rods.
He grabbed the ribs through the skin and forcibly pushed them back together!
The key was... he was still a little unpracticed. His left and right hands squeezed the third rib, while his right hand grabbed the fourth and forced them together!
Hey! They actually lined up!
The pain made Cang Hai scream for his mother!
He had barely had one pair of bones set before he started calling Zhao Ritian Grandpa.
He cried and wailed as he begged for mercy.
Zhao Ritian set his bones while finding time to slap him across the face!
"Don't fucking move! I finally got them lined up, and look—once you move, they go right back where they were!"
Slap! Slap! Slap!
"Don't move, don't move! I'll teach you not to move!"
"I already don't know how to do this, and you keep moving."
Cang Hai said with difficulty, "It hurts, Brother Ritian—no, this isn't right! You can't set them like this!"
"Quit your fucking nonsense. Are you setting them, or am I?"
"I can set them myself..."
"I don't trust you!"
Zhao Ritian gritted his teeth, clenched his jaw, and forced the bones into place!
The pain left Cang Hai unable to make a sound. His body convulsed, and in the end, he passed out cold.
Cang Yue trembled all over.
Zhao Ritian shook his head. "Trash."
Then he turned to Cang Yue and smiled. "I heard your fingers are broken?"
"No."
Cang Yue immediately denied it. "I... my fingers were already broken before I came. They've always been like this."
Just then, the phone rang.
Bodyguard A answered it. "Hello, Elder. The situation... is progressing... I