Guardian Department's office, in the study.
"新来的军户情况如何?"
"How are the new military households doing?"
Yang Zhenshan sat behind his desk and asked Xie Yuan.
Xie Yuan put down his tea and replied, "The situation is not bad, but there are some minor issues."
"什么小问题?" Yang Zhenshan inquired.
"What minor issues?" Yang Zhenshan inquired.
"These people are just a group of refugees, and their bodies are inherently weak. They just settled down yesterday,
and it seems that with their spirits relaxed, many have fallen ill!"
"I've already dispatched all the doctors in the camp to visit each Hundred Households unit and garrison to treat the sick!" Xie Yuan said.
"药材够吗?"
"Do we have enough medicinal materials?"
"Han Fei has already sent people to Jing'an Prefecture to purchase them!"
Yang Zhenshan nodded slightly, then after a moment of contemplation he said, "Here's what we'll do, set up a few large pots in the office
