My wife is too strong, Mr. Chu can't stand it

Late at night, the city lights were bright and gorgeous. A blood-red figure walked on the sidewalk. His long hair was half tied up with a jade hairpin. His white jade-like hands held up a yellow oil-paper umbrella, and the umbrella was decorated with a few bright red flowers of the other shore.

The young man had red lips and white teeth, and his pair of peach blossom eyes looked indifferently ahead. No figure was visible under the light of the street lamp.

The young man strolled leisurely along a thin red line and came to a residential complex. He ignored the iron gate blocking the road and walked straight through it. Without taking the elevator, he flew up to the eleventh floor with an umbrella and walked through the window to the living room.

The house was not big, with two bedrooms and a living room. He took a quick glance and quickly fixed his gaze on the direction of the bathroom, where the source of the red line was.

The young man walked over, his black boots making no sound on the smooth floor. The closer he got, the stronger the smell of blood became.

He walked through the bathroom door and saw a man lying in the cold bathtub, already dead.

He was white and fat, and probably weighed more than 200 pounds. He was wearing a loose bathrobe. His cut wrists were hanging outside the bathtub, and blood was flowing all over the floor, spreading to the boy's feet.

The young man sighed, reached out, grabbed the red string and pulled it. A soul was pulled out. It was the same body in the bathtub, white and plump, with a cute appearance, but its eyes were full of sorrow.

Su Jin looked at the boy uncertainly, "Am I dead?"

"Isn't it obvious?" The young man tilted his head slightly and looked at Su Jin all over her body. She was a beauty, just a little fat. She should be fine if she lost some weight.

Su Jin wasn't afraid. He stared at the boy for a long time before speaking, "Are you a ghost messenger from the underworld? Are you here to take me away?"

"Not really."

The young man approached Su Jin, and the oil-paper umbrella covered Su Jin as well. The young man spoke softly, "I'm not a ghost messenger, but I was indeed summoned by you."

The young man raised his hand and touched Su Jin's heart, "You still have a wish that has not been fulfilled. I can fulfill your wish, on the condition that you give me your body."

Su Jin looked at the boy in surprise. As a person from the 21st century, he actually didn't believe in ghosts and gods.

But the boy's clothes and the fact that he could communicate with his soul made it seem impossible for him not to believe it.

Su Jin asked tentatively, "You just want my body?"

"I'm waiting for someone. I need a compatible body and a legal identity in the human world. As a condition, I can fulfill your unfulfilled wish."

The young man raised his lips as he spoke, and his fingertips slid down from Su Jin's heart. "Whether it's the hatred in your heart or the concern in your heart, I can satisfy it. Before that, I will let your soul stay with me. Once your wish is fulfilled, you can be reincarnated."

Su Jin agreed without much struggle. He did have an unfulfilled wish. No matter whether what the boy said was true or false, it would not cause any loss to him now. He also wanted to see the person he cared about in his soul state.

The young man chuckled after receiving a positive answer, and wound the red string around his little finger, "Then the agreement between you and me is concluded."

As soon as he finished speaking, the red thread emitted a faint light, and the boy's soul was pulled into the body that had just died.

Soul fusion is not an easy task. It took the young man four hours to open his eyes in his new body. His current identity is Su Jin.

The wound was only half healed, but there was little blood left in the body.

He got out of the bathtub, wrapped his wrists with a towel, walked out of the bathroom, put on his clothes casually and left. He now needed to go to the hospital for treatment so that this body could get better soon.

Coming out of the residential complex, Su Jin ignored the gazes of the people around him and stood on the roadside to hail a taxi. When he saw a taxi, he reached out to stop it, but he was unlucky. It was the morning rush hour and most taxis were carrying passengers. He stopped the car several times but no car stopped. Instead, a black car that he didn't stop stopped on the roadside.

The car window rolled down, and a dignified-looking young man spoke in a cold voice, "What a disgrace! Get in the car!"

Su Jin looked at the man suspiciously. He had just entered this body and did not have the original memory of Su Jin, so he did not recognize this man.

But since he was asked to get in the car, he saved time and silently opened the door and got in.

The body was a bit fat, and the originally ample space seemed a bit smaller after he got in. The man was also very disgusted with him and almost stuck to the door on the other side, for fear of getting close to him.

Su Jin didn't care. After sitting down, he calmly ordered, "Go to the nearest hospital."

The driver didn't move, but looked back at the man in the back seat, waiting for his instructions.

The man frowned and glanced at the towel on Su Jin's wrist. He sneered, "Why? This is the only way you can gain sympathy? Do you think we will be soft-hearted?"

Su Jin raised an eyebrow and said nothing. He just calmly loosened the towel to reveal the wound on his wrist. "I don't know if this will earn you sympathy. I only know that if I die here, you won't be able to deny your involvement."

After seeing the wound on Su Jin's wrist, the man's eyes changed instantly. He kicked the front seat and said, "Why are you standing there? Why don't you drive?"

The driver also saw it, his face turned pale with fright, and he immediately turned around and started the car and drove towards the nearest hospital.

Having achieved his goal, Su Jin closed his eyes and leaned back in the back seat for a nap. The laws of this era were still very safe, and the man next to him knew this body, so he was not worried at all.

The man originally wanted to ask a few more questions, but when he saw Su Jin close her eyes, he didn't say much.

The wound is so deep, and there is still fresh red blood flowing out. I'm afraid that a blood vessel has been cut.

He frowned, hesitated for a long time, and finally picked up a towel to cover the wound and urged the driver to drive faster.

They arrived at the hospital in more than ten minutes. The driver got out of the car first and hurried in to call the doctor to arrange emergency treatment. However, Su Jin calmly opened the door and got out of the car, walking in slowly without any hurry.

The man frowned at her expression. Was the deep wound meant to attract attention or something else? He wasn't sure, but if Su Jin had made a scene before, she would have made a scene. Why didn't she say a word this time?

He followed her in with many questions. When the hospital heard that it was a wrist-cutting incident, they immediately arranged for an emergency doctor and a stretcher to come over. They were stunned when they saw Su Jin, who weighed more than 200 pounds, walking over wrapped in a towel.

Is this wrist cutting?

Are you sure it's a serious wrist-cutting situation?

Seeing the doctor didn't move, the man frowned and scolded, "What are you standing there for?! Why don't you take him to treat his injuries?"

The medical staff then came over, unsealed the towel and gasped when they saw the wound.

The amount of bleeding is obviously not right. Such a deep wound should cause a lot of bleeding, and there is no sign of stopping the bleeding. It can't be that the blood has dried up. The man is almost dead, how could he die on his own?

But they didn't say these words and immediately took Su Jin to treat the wound and check it.