Struck a Chord

Su Binglan was stunned. Luo Jin'an's back did not look natural. It was full of scars and knife marks. There were also burn marks among them.

It was unlike the back Su Binglan's predecessor had seen. Her predecessor hadn't noticed this part of Luo Jin'an before.

There was blood on his back. He must have hit a stone, and it opened up an old wound, which explained the bleeding. This sight was shocking.

Su Binglan gazed at Luo Jin'an's wounds and couldn't shake herself from her stupor.

Luo Jin'an lowered his head and didn't say anything. Su Binglan couldn't see his expression and couldn't guess what he thought.

Luo Jin'an must've been in a lot of pain just now, but he didn't say anything and continued to laugh merrily.

What experiences did Luo Jin'an have?

Su Binglan had only wanted to check on his wound and find some herbs to apply to his back. She hadn't expected his back to look like that.

Su Binglan couldn't care less about exposing her pocket dimension at that moment. She wanted to use the spiritual spring water to clean Luo Jin'an's wound. If she had used the spring water, Luo Jin'an's wound would heal faster.

Su Binglan said, "Let's move to the side. There's a small pond over there. I'll clean and bandage you there."

Luo Jin'an wasn't concerned over whether his back was injured and bleeding. He said lightly, "Don't worry. I'm fine."

Luo Jin'an's demeanor shifted again.

"You should pay attention to your wounds. If it gets infected, your body will suffer," Su Binglan said.

In addition to him getting poisoned, Luo Jin'an was often sickly. His health was not a joking matter.

"It's okay. I won't die."

Luo Jin'an treated his body as if it wasn't his own. He was completely numb.

Su Binglan pursed her lips, not knowing how to respond. She was now sure that he must've experienced something terrible to have such a reaction and say such words.

Su Binglan made some guesses about Luo Jin'an's past.

She thought and said, "If those from your past knew about your current condition, they would be very sad. I'm sure they must hope that you'll take good care of yourself and live a good life."

Luo Jin'an's body stiffened. Perhaps Su Binglan's words had tugged at Luo Jin'an's heartstrings. Then, under Su Binglan's insistence, Luo Jin'an followed her to the side of the pond.

Su Binglan acted like she used the pond's water to clean his wound. In reality, she used the spiritual spring water from her pocket dimension.

The blood in Luo Jin'an's wound quickly stopped, and he didn't feel any pain. His expression became a little complicated.

Su Binglan focused on cleaning Luo Jin'an's wound. After that, she tore off a piece of her dress and bandaged Luo Jin'an's wound. The bandage had to go around Luo Jin'an's waist. It was awkward.

Su Binglan couldn't let Luo Jin'an bandage himself as the wound was on his back. She felt terrible about it.

"I'm going to bandage your wound now. It has to go around your waist, so stretch out your arms."

Hearing Su Binglan's words, Luo Jin'an did as Su Binglan told him.

Then Su Binglan tied the bandage around Luo Jin'an's waist. In this position, she was almost extremely close to Luo Jin'an as she was careful not to touch him.

But when Su Binglan got close, she could smell the scent of Luo Jin'an's skin. He smelled fresh and clean, like pine and bamboo.