"She committed suicide that very night!"

As he spoke, a trace of regret flashed across his face. He sighed, "I really didn't mean to drive her to death! I still love her very much. I only said that because I was too angry at the time."

"And I actually had a little selfish motive. I thought that if I could get the villagers to talk to her about it, she would change her ways, reconcile with me, and live happily ever after."

"Well, let's not talk about this anymore. It's too late to regret it now. Anyway, ever since she committed suicide, there has been a lot of trouble at home."

"My mom suddenly developed ringworm. At first, my mom and I didn't take it seriously, thinking it was just bacteria or viruses. So I took her to the clinic and got her some ointment to apply at home."

"But the more I rubbed it, the ringworm on my mother's body not only didn't get better, but it got even worse!"

"Furthermore, the skin and flesh around the affected area would rot! In less than a month, my mother starved to death because her mouth rotted and she couldn't eat!"

The man's tone gradually became agitated, and his eyes were full of fear of memories.

But after he finished speaking, he did not forget to explain: "Master, please don't misunderstand me. I took my mother to many hospitals for examinations and treatments within that month, but it was useless. No matter which hospital we went to, they couldn't find the cause or control it."

"As a son, how can I feel good when I can only watch my mother starve to death?"

"Oh, Master, let's get back to what we were talking about. After my mom was killed by my wife, she set her sights on me. She even appeared in my dream last night, saying that she would definitely drag me down to keep her company!"

"Master, Master, I... I really don't want to die!"

As the man spoke, his eyes turned red and tears glistened faintly.

He looked at Jiang Ye, eyes full of hope, and said, "Can you...can you help me kill my wife?"