"Vincent, I remember you know how to set bones." Vincent Donovan also noticed Ava Sterling’s condition, which was quite bad. Hearing this, he looked at the man with a somber gaze: "Yes." After speaking, Poe Vaughn sat on the bed and pulled Ava into his embrace. Ava was about to fall asleep, but Poe’s hug made the pain return, and she couldn’t help but curse: "Poe Vaughn, are you trying to kill me!" Calling herself old lady... Speaking in front of Poe... Ethan Ainsworth was dumbfounded. Even Vincent paused, looking at Poe. However, Poe showed no displeasure, his gaze remained calm, suppressing deep darkness, just like before. He ignored Ava, assertively holding her in his arms, yet his actions were still gentle, just as earlier. Ava didn’t know what he was up to, but his actions kept her wide awake. She opened her eyes and angrily said, "Poe Vaughn, take this chance to torment me all you want. Once this old lady is better, let’s see if you can keep tormenting me !" Poe adjusted Ava to sit properly on his lap and carefully untied the belt on her hand. Even though he was careful and gentle, it still hurt Ava, causing her to gasp in pain. Large beads of cold sweat formed on Ava’s forehead as she glared at the sharp jawline before her: "Poe Vaughn, you’re taking revenge on me, aren’t you?" "You despise me yet still married me. You must regret sleeping with me that night and being caught by me. Since you have no way out, you’re taking revenge now!" "How can you, a grown man, be so narrow-minded?" "You’re supposed to be the CEO, the big boss, the big shot. Do you really fit those titles?" "I’m telling you, you’re not worthy!" "You’re the kind of person with a heart smaller than an ant’s, full of darkness, and a twisted mind. You rely solely on your looks and figure to deceive people!" "I tell you, you can fool others but not me. I’ve figured you out, you’re just a vile person with a hollow appearance!" Ava’s cursing was quite impressive, leaving Ethan with his mouth wide open, shocked, incredulous, and excited. He was simply too thrilled. Vincent, seeing Poe remain unmovable even while being cursed, couldn’t help but smile. There was so much amusing history between these two. While Ava cursed, Poe removed the belt and tossed it aside, then looked at Vincent, signaling him to take action. Vincent coughed lightly, clearing the smile off his face, and seriously walked up to Ava. His family was traditional medicine practitioners, especially skilled in bone-setting, and he possessed this skill. But his ambitions lay elsewhere, so he didn’t pursue this career. Nevertheless, although he didn’t work in this field, he still retained the skill. He looked at Ava’s hand hanging in front, noting the wide red marks on her wrist, indicating that the person who did this was very heavy-handed. And at a glance, he discerned the fractured hand was not caused by the belt; it was broken first and then tied with the belt. The person responsible was extremely ruthless. Vincent’s expression was slightly solemn as he picked up Ava’s hand and gently moved it. Ava was filled with anger now, her eyes only focused on Poe. To her, Vincent and Ethan were mere air. She couldn’t see them at all. She kept cursing nonstop. She would rather die in pain than stop cursing. But suddenly, with a snap, her hand was filled with intense pain, far beyond the previous ache, which came so suddenly that she couldn’t help but cry out. Poe was watching Vincent’s hand closely. As Vincent began his task, he immediately pressed Ava’s head onto his shoulder. In an instant, Ava bit him. Poe’s expression remained unchanged, his face showing no alteration. Vincent observed Ava as she struggled to recover from this pain. Without pausing, he grabbed Ava’s other hand. In an instant, another snap sounded, and Ava groaned, biting Poe’s shoulder again. At this moment, a bloody taste spread in her mouth... Thɪs chapter is updated by novel·fıre·net Poe remained motionless, allowing her to bite, as his large hand rested on Ava’s nape, never leaving. Vincent inspected Ava’s hand, ensuring there were no problems, then looked at Ava again. Surprisingly, Ava hadn’t fainted from the pain; instead, she was covered in more cold sweat than before, her face paler. Her lashes trembled continuously, like wounded butterfly wings, making one’s heart ache. Vincent was rarely surprised. Bone-setting was excruciating, and she should have passed out from the pain, yet she didn’t. Noticing Ava gripping Poe tightly, with her lips stained red, Vincent realized Ava had injured Poe with her bite and immediately spoke: "You..." He was interrupted by Poe. Poe shifted his gaze to the person biting his shoulder; her brow furrowed tightly, and the fierce vigor of pain was entirely gone, as were the anger and sharp claws from before. She looked extremely fragile, as if she might shatter in the next moment. Poe’s large hand moved slightly, smoothing her hair, silently calming her. Ethan stood there, his eyes wide. Look at that gaze, look at those actions, he’s entirely invested in this! The doctor arrived quickly, and Vincent told him about Ava’s bone-setting, then looked at Poe. He knew only this part; everything else was unknown and required Poe to inform the doctor. Poe held Ava, not putting her down, but the grip of her teeth gradually loosened. Ava had exhausted her anger and was now drifting into unconsciousness, falling asleep. Poe gazed at her closed eyes, her furrowed brow, the lips vividly stained by blood, and spoke softly: "She needs a full-body examination." The yacht was equipped with advanced medical equipment, an operating room, an emergency room, and even a professional medical team. This was to prevent unexpected incidents with guests, ready for unforeseen needs. Unexpectedly, all this was now used for Ava. Poe took Ava for the examination, with doctors and nurses always beside her. In just twenty minutes, all examinations were completed, and the doctor informed Poe: "Two ribs were broken. The wrist bones were set, but further recuperation is necessary." Poe’s eyes deepened as he looked at the sleeping figure on the bed. Two broken ribs, no wonder even the slightest touch brought her pain. Shadows surged in his eyes, an abyss of endless darkness, ready to devour everything. He opened his mouth: "Is there anything else?" "No, just these two issues." The doctor performed professional bandaging for Ava; her broken ribs weren’t severe enough to require surgery, so conservative treatment was better. However, during this time, she couldn’t move. The doctor administered painkillers to Ava; even while doing this, Ava remained asleep. All was quiet inside. Meanwhile, outside the door...