In the Guard Division Office, inside the study.
"How are things with the newly arrived military households?"
Yang Zhengshan sat behind the desk and asked Xie Yuan.
Xie Yuan set down his tea and said, "The situation is fairly good. There are just a few small problems."
"What small problems?" Yang Zhengshan asked.
"These people are just a group of refugees. Their bodies are weak, after all. They only settled in yesterday, and perhaps once their minds loosened, many of them fell ill!"
"I've already dispatched all the doctors in the camp. They'll go to every Centurion office and tun fortress to treat the sick!"
Xie Yuan said.
"Are there enough medicinal herbs?"
"Han Fei has already sent someone to Jing'an Prefecture to purchase more!"
Yang Zhengshan slightly nodded. After a brief moment of thought, he said, "How about this. In a while, set up several large cauldrons inside the office and boil a few pots of tonic medicine, then send one portion to every household!"
These refugees' constitutions were weak, so falling ill was unavoidable.
Spirit Spring Water could strengthen their bodies and lower the chance of them falling ill, but Yang Zhengshan could not possibly go door to door feeding them Spirit Spring Water himself. So he came up with this solution that was not much of a solution.
Take out some precious medicinal herbs, mix in Spirit Spring Water, boil several dozen pots, and send a little to each household.
Even if each person only drank one mouthful, it could still lower the chance of them falling ill. If they were allowed to rest and recover properly for a few more days, perhaps those who were weakest would be able to endure through it.
"All right. I'll go arrange it in a bit!" Xie Yuan said.
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