Chapter 8

Chen Du lay on the ground, eyes tightly closed, face pale, ears and neck abnormally red.
He had just filled a glass of water, the cup shattered beside him, several glass shards piercing his arm, one cutting deep, perhaps hitting an artery, bleeding wildly.
The wound looked horrifying, but Chen Du had no awareness, just lying straight there, so much that for a moment, Shi Li almost thought——
She turned around stiffly, looked around.
No.
This space had no other soul.
Shi Li temporarily relaxed, crawled on the ground, approached Chen Du's ears shouting at him.
"Chen Du!"
"Chen Du——"
Naturally useless.
She was anxious, scratching her head, lowered to look at his arm, subconsciously reached to touch the wound——blood seeped through her transparent hand, no stopping.
If he didn't wake, in this sealed space without anyone discovering...
Shi Li remembered a popular science she read before, artery rupture, without timely hemostasis, could be life-threatening in minutes.
She suddenly panicked.
Don't know why.
Although no heartbeat in this soul body, Shi Li felt her heart racing.
Would Chen Du die because of her...
Shi Li bit her lip, slowly approached Chen Du, hugged his cold body.
The next second, overwhelming suffocation and pain surged.
Shi Li couldn't help wailing twice, limbs involuntarily curling up.
Shit, it hurt so much, everything hurt, even the back of the head seemed hit...
No concussion?
"Chen Du, I'm sorry, after you pass in a hundred years to the underworld, I'll definitely cover for you, but please don't rush to come, I'm not rich right now either."
Shi Li mumbled, crawled to the sofa, tore off a clean shirt, shook hands to press the wound with shirt cloth, wrapped two sleeves around the upper side near the heart, tied tightly.
This simple action made her sweat, dizzy and panting against the sofa.
This guy's muscles are fake? Why so weak?
Shi Li finally caught her breath, lowered to look at the bloodstained shirt.
The blood finally slowed.
She rested a while longer, until feeling not so dizzy, stood up shakily, limped to the room——Chen Du's phone was on the desk.
The best way now was to use Chen Du's phone to call his girlfriend, then quickly leave his body, wait for her to come pick him to hospital.
This way, no secondary harm to him.
Thinking here, Shi Li felt even more puzzled.
If soul possession side effects were so big, to the point of life-threatening, why didn't the supervisor mention it?
Underworld order was strict, soul bodies absolutely couldn't interfere with living people's fates, why such a loophole?
Shi Li bit her lip in confusion, shook her head.
Forget it, settle Chen Du first.
Shi Li picked up Chen Du's phone from the desk, pressed it on.