Chapter 90 Doctor Wang, Perishes

Doctor Wang was negotiating with the enemy just a second ago when, unexpectedly, he was attacked by that sharp-nosed, monkey-cheeked man.

"You can't..." Doctor Wang grimaced in pain, but the pain in his abdomen prevented him from uttering another word.

"Damned fellow, running around with malaria everywhere. We could have spared you if you surrendered, but now..."

The sharp-nosed, monkey-cheeked man pressed the dagger in his hand harder.

Doctor Wang would have been better off not mentioning the malaria; after he did, they were even less likely to show mercy.

Mighty Hall had also faced malaria, troubled by it for over half a year. They had finally resorted to letting the infected brothers commit suicide and burning their possessions, which gradually led to improvement.

Thus, confronted with malaria, Mighty Hall was never lenient.

Doctor Wang was already old and his health had not been good on this exhausting journey. Mistreated like this, he soon lost consciousness.