The Sickly General’s Wife With A Spatial Ability Is Loved By All

43 Worried About Her
Luo Jin’an looked like he was being rough with Su Binglan, but his movements were very gentle, and he didn’t hurt her.

Su Binglan was dazed. She allowed Luo Jin’an to lead her to the basin. Although her hand was bleeding, she didn’t feel any pain. This little bit of pain was nothing to her.

Instead of looking at her hand, Su Binglan looked down at Luo Jin’an’s.

Luo Jin’an pulled her to the basin and gently washed Su Binglan’s hand. “Does it hurt?” he asked as he observed her.

Su Binglan thought it was nothing. It was just a tiny wound.

Su Binglan shook her head and said, “It doesn’t hurt.”

Su Binglan wasn’t that delicate and could quickly treat this small wound. She hadn’t expected Luo Jin’an to be more nervous than her when she cut her hand.

Suddenly realizing this, Su Binglan’s eyes lit up. She looked at Luo Jin’an, blinked her eyes, and said, “Are you worried about me?”

Luo Jin’an became uneasy when Su Binglan suddenly asked him that question. He averted his eyes, reached out his hand, and coughed lightly.

“Ahem.”

Luo Jin’an coughed, looking sheepish. It looked like he didn’t want to answer Su Binglan’s question.

Su Binglan was helpless. She had only asked that question as a joke, but it scared Luo Jin’an. “Okay, okay, I know you’re not worried about me. It’s just that as my husband, this is your responsibility. You just don’t want anything to happen to me.”

Su Binglan was not a person who thought too highly of herself. She was just curious and casually asked that question.

Su Binglan took a cloth and bandaged her wound before returning to the stove.

Luo Jin’an was left standing at the basin. He watched Su Binglan’s cheerful disposition with a dazed expression.

Su Binglan bounced back into the kitchen. She picked up the knife and was about to continue cutting the chestnuts.

Shen Qiuhua, who watched nervously from the side, spoke up, “Binglan, tell me what you want to do. I’ll help you cut the chestnuts.”

Liu Yinyin said softly, “I can also help you cut the chestnuts, Sister-in-law.”

Su Binglan said, “You don’t know how to do it. I’m worried you won’t be able to control the knife and cut the chestnuts to the proper sizes. Don’t worry. I can do it. I was distracted just now and accidentally cut my hand. I am fine.”

With that, Su Binglan picked up the knife again.

Shen Qiuhua and Liu Yinyin were worried. They were afraid that Su Binglan would cut her hand again. From their memories, Su Binglan had never done housework or cooked before. She might cut her hand if she continued cutting those chestnuts.

As they were fussing, Luo Jin’an walked to the stove. He took the knife from Su Binglan, held the handle like a seasoned chef, and said, “Let me cut the chestnuts.”

Su Binglan looked at her empty hand and was stunned. She had held the knife so tightly just now. How did Luo Jin’an take the knife from her hand so quickly?

While Su Binglan was stunned, Luo Jin’an had already chopped up several pieces of chestnuts. The cuts were the same as hers.

Su Binglan was surprised by Luo Jin’an’s knife skills and speed. His cutting speed was even faster and more accurate than hers.

Su Binglan was confused. She had a feeling that Luo Jin’an had indeed handled knives and swords before and was very familiar with them. Su Binglan could tell from the way Luo Jin’an wielded the knife.

Su Binglan watched Luo Jin’an from the sidelines. She couldn’t help but ask, “Did you ever learn to use a sword?”