Upon looking at the casualties in the courtyards, Zhu Aizhi was moved with compassion.

"We are running short of medicinal herbs for the injured and clean cotton for cleaning the wounds. Will you be able to make a trip into the capital city overnight to get supplies? Oh yes, there's a pharmacy in the city with a shopkeeper who is an old friend of mine. Just tell him that Prince Yu's Mansion is in need of these medicinal herbs and he will definitely comply."

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