The steward of the main hall greeted respectfully.
Gu Qingluan calmly laid out her thoughts one by one.
The steward nodded repeatedly, his eyes filled with admiration.
"That's probably all. You can have someone start on these tasks, and if there's anything else needed, we can add to it later."
At this moment, the steward didn't have time for pleasantries. He responded and hurried off to carry out Gu Qingluan's instructions.
Meanwhile, Gu Qingluan didn't idle after giving her instructions to the steward.
The Salvation Hall wasn't just for treating patients; it had several pavilions, but today, all of them were occupied by patients.
The pavilion with the most people was the medical pavilion.
Gu Qingluan approached the medical pavilion.
Most of the doctors from the Salvation Hall were here, all of them busy, with sweat beads on their foreheads even in the cold weather.