From the meaning of Ying Zheng's words, it can be heard.
Xia Wuqie is far more important than the mere citizens of Daliang City.
And the meaning of his words is also very clear.
If it really reaches an uncontrollable point, Xia Wuqie is not allowed to contact the plague, naturally concerned about Xia Wuqie being old and frail.
Secondly.
If the plague breaks out.
It's also possible to simply abandon those people from Daliang City.
"Don't worry, Great King."
"I understand."
"If it really comes to that point, I will pay attention," Xia Wuqie agreed with a smile.
However.
With the heart of a doctor, if the plague truly were to break out, Xia Wuqie would not possibly forsake treatment.
He is neither a military commander nor a civil official.
Since studying medicine in the past, his ambition was also to heal the world.
Naturally, he cannot achieve the mindset of a sovereign like Ying Zheng.
"Alright."
"I will depart tomorrow; I'll go back and rest first."
