At this time, Ling'er was walking with the three imperial doctors, and Ling'er was discussing some things with them while assigning them work.

"In that case, it's decided, but Imperial Doctor Chen is responsible for decocting the medicine, Imperial Doctor Wang is responsible for delivering the medicine, Imperial Doctor Li is responsible for the protection, and as for the refugees who resist staying in the tents set up by the government, I will solve it." As Ling'er walked, she distributed the work that everyone needed in an orderly manner.

"Well, we have no problem, the key is your work, young master, do you need help?" After listening to Ling'er's assignment, Imperial Physician Wang asked with some hesitation.

Imperial Doctor Chen and Imperial Doctor Li also had the same expression, not that they didn't believe in the 'little young master''s ability to do things', but the work that the little young master left for himself seemed to be too difficult. What makes them blush a little is that their job is very simple.

Basically, they were all dealt with by the little young master, and they were only responsible for supervising it at the end, and the work they did was so easy and simple that people were speechless.

"No need, I can do it myself, you can do your job. Besides, where you need help, you can just find a few people, and there won't be any big problems. Ling'er smiled, she was still very happy about the care of the three imperial doctors.

"By the way, those who deliver medicine to patients infected with fire plague should wait for the protective clothing to be completed, so it is safer." Ling'er turned to the royal physician and said.

Although it is said that time is life, it is better to focus on safety, and it is estimated that there will be no shortage of fire plague viruses in that place. Although Ling'er really wants to save those who have the plague, she can't just push the good normal people into the fire pit.

"Well, well, now that we've almost got everything we need, we'll go ahead and get started." Imperial Doctor Wang raised his eyes and saw that the guards in the courtyard had finished the list, and when he heard Ling'er's advice, he smiled knowingly, and went to work.

"Well, then you guys should be busy first, and I'll go and do my own thing." Ling'er turned around and left the courtyard to do the work she had to start.

Along the way, Ling'er thought of a lot of ways, but before seeing the attitudes of those refugees with her own eyes, these were just useless words on paper. So I was going to find someone to see if I could get all the refugees together first.

Not long after, Ling'er was standing outside Bian Jianguo's tent.

Bian Jianguo's master also happened to come out of the tent, and suddenly saw a person standing outside the tent of his city lord, and this person was still the emperor's younger brother, and his identity was definitely at the level of a prince, although he had not heard of which prince he was.

"Little master, is there something you want to find the city lord here?" Well, he didn't hear anyone call him a prince, so he had to call him a little master with others.

"Well, what's the matter, is Lord Bian here?" Ling'er glanced at the bearded master and said.

"Here, the city lord is here, the little young master is in love." The master hurriedly bowed his waist slightly, and invited Ling'er into the tent with a smile on his face.

Ling'er took a step and walked leisurely into Bian Jianguo's tent, and what caught her eye was Bian Jianguo sitting at the desk, holding a book in his hand and reading it endlessly. Sometimes frowning, sometimes smiling.