Chương 754: Strange Illness

"Can I use one of the little dolls on your chopping board?" 

Jiang Ming looked at the various small dolls on the chopping board and thought of something else. 

"Of course, take it." 

Sikong Wuyuan nodded and signaled Jiang Ming to take it. 

Jiang Ming was about to take the doll when the waiter in the inn hurriedly entered the door and said in a panic, "Lord Sikong, it's not good. The person who fainted can't be saved." 

"What do you mean?" 

Sikong Wuyuan immediately became irritated as he looked at the waiter. 

The waiter was in a bad mood. He said listlessly, "That person seems to have contracted some strange disease. He's as thin as a stick and keeps asking for water. Alas, he keeps vomiting it out and clamoring for more." 

Sikong Wuyuan was confused. He immediately slapped the chopping board. "Who is that person? How did they get this disease out of nowhere?" 

"Can I go and take a look?"