"It's really delicious, I didn't expect you to be such a good cook."

Luo Chen chuckled and scratched his nose with his left hand.

"Now you know how amazing your husband is, don't you?"

Mu Binglan suddenly noticed that Luo Chen's left index finger, which had been cut by her not long ago, was now perfectly healed. She couldn't help but speak up.

"Luo Chen, your hand..."

Upon hearing Mu Binglan mention his hand, Luo Chen glanced at it. The band-aid on his index finger, which he had secretly removed because it felt cumbersome, was unexpectedly noticed by Mu Binglan during his moment of pride. Thinking Mu Binglan was about to lecture him again, Luo Chen spoke first.

"Honey, it's nothing, just a small cut, no need for a band-aid."

Luo Chen almost wanted to tell Mu Binglan how he once survived with dozens of deep cuts that could reach the bone in the rainforest for a week until rescue came. So, a small wound like this should not be a big deal.

"That's not it... let me take a closer look."

Mu Binglan, not having seen it clearly, sat down next to Luo Chen, took his injured index finger, examined it closely, and asked in surprise.

"Luo Chen, where's your wound?"

"Isn't it on this finger..."

Luo Chen said matter-of-factly, but when he turned his gaze to his left index finger, he stopped in surprise.

"Yeah! Where's my wound!"

Luo Chen looked at his perfectly healed finger, not showing any sign of having been injured, not even the slightest trace.

Luo Chen had a bewildered look, and Mu Binglan was also puzzled.

Strange phenomenon!

The old man had taught Luo Chen a unique mental method, which over the years had made his body different from ordinary people. Luo Chen knew that. He also knew his body healed quickly from injuries, but from his years abroad, the countless experiences of being injured had taught Luo Chen that his wounds should definitely not heal so fast.

Even a small knife cut shouldn't heal this quickly, or leave no scar at all.

Luo Chen and Mu Binglan looked at each other, both with question marks floating above their heads.

"Hey, I told you, my body is in great shape. See, the wound is healed, isn't it?"

Luo Chen didn't know what to say and could only awkwardly make something up.

Mu Binglan's look seemed to say to Luo Chen, "You're taking advantage of the fact that I haven't read enough books, right? What kind of body heals a wound in an hour without leaving a mark?"

But Mu Binglan could also tell that Luo Chen himself was equally clueless about the matter, so she didn't probe further.

After all, the world is vast, and there are many people with unique constitutions. Perhaps Luo Chen was truly one of them.

The two tacitly agreed not to mention the matter again.

After tidying up the dining table, it was already close to ten o'clock.

Luo Chen and Mu Binglan sat on the couch in the living room, watching TV together, digesting the food they'd just eaten.

Possibly because of cooking and then going to retrieve Mu Binglan before resuming cooking, Luo Chen felt a bit tired. After watching TV for a while, he said he wanted to go to bed.

Luo Chen wanted to sleep, partly because he was tired, but mainly because he suddenly had a hypothesis about why his wound healed so quickly and wanted to verify it.

"Wait a minute."

Mu Binglan felt it was the right time and prepared to give Luo Chen the necklace she had bought.

"What's up?"

"I want to show you something."

Mu Binglan smiled happily and then took her LV bag, rummaging inside it.

However, after searching for a long time, she couldn't find it.

"Strange, I remember putting it here."

Mu Binglan felt frustrated, and Luo Chen leaned over, curiously asking what she was looking for.

After rummaging through her clothes' pockets again, she still couldn't find the necklace, and she couldn't help but think that it might have fallen off when she was kidnapped, which seemed the only possibility right now.

But Mu Binglan knew the style of that necklace, and she planned to buy another one for Luo Chen tomorrow, so she brushed it off for now.

"Ah, it's nothing. I forgot to bring it. I'll show you another day."

With a question pressing in his mind that Luo Chen was eager to verify, he didn't think much about it and turned to head upstairs.

"Are you staying in my room tonight?"

Mu Binglan asked expectantly, but unexpectedly, Luo Chen refused.

"Honey, I have some things to attend to tonight, so I'll be in my own room."

"Alright, good night then."

Mu Binglan didn't think much of it either; she trusted Luo Chen and wouldn't intrude on his private matters.

Back in his own room, Luo Chen locked the door, took out a sharp knife, and sat on the chair.

Taking a deep breath, Luo Chen used the knife to make another deep cut on his left index finger.

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