The Incense Monopoly Order

Chapter 8 Help Again

"This old woman is singing an opera. It's really nice to hear."

"It doesn't sound like that to me. It sounds like he's trying to commit suicide."

"That's impossible. Doesn't this merchant's almshouse provide meat every meal, white flour buns to fill your stomach, and two sets of clothes a year? The old women in our alley wish their sons would die soon so they can move in. But this old woman has already moved in, so how could she be willing to commit suicide?"

There were not many guards in the orphanage, and after Wang Po climbed up the tall building, they all ran over. The gate was left unattended, and many passers-by who heard the noise rushed in and gathered under the tall building, pointing and talking.

"You are not allowed to come up. If you dare to come up, I will jump down now—" Seeing the guards of the orphanage trying to climb up under the instructions of the manager, Wang Po shouted at the top of her voice.

In her excitement, Mrs. Wang slipped, but fortunately she grabbed the high eaves of the horse-head wall and avoided rolling down.

"Grandma Wang, the tiles are slippery with moss. Be careful not to fall." Shang Mingshu rushed over, and the servants pushed the crowd aside for her. She stood below, looking up and saying, "If you have any grievances, just tell me. This is really not a good place to seek death. If you fall from this building, it would be a blessing for you to meet the King of Hell on the ground..."

"Oh my God, whose daughter is this? What nonsense is she talking about?"

"Why don't you stop now? If I were Mrs. Wang, I would jump down right away after hearing this!"

"This young lady's words are so irritating. She must have a grudge against Old Lady Wang!"

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Shang Mingshu was halfway through her words when people started talking behind her. Some people even tried to go up and pull her away, but were stopped by the people from the orphanage.

"If the King of Hell doesn't take you, your old bones will have to lie on the bed for the rest of your life. You have no children, and no one will serve you by the bedside. Who in this orphanage is willing to wash and feed you day and night? Granny Wang, you have always been a respectable person. Your old age shouldn't be so miserable..."

Shang Mingshu said it in a subtle way. Wang Po was a woman who had received some education. She could imagine that if she really fell down and didn't die, her life would be worse than death.

Old Lady Wang burst into tears, half in fear and half in grievance: "Third Lady, wuwuwuwu... I can't live anymore. I lost my father a year after I got married, and my father died of illness shortly after. My in-laws saw that I had no one to rely on, so they wanted to sell me to the mountains to support their wife. I ran away and begged for half my life before I met the kind-hearted Mr. Shang. I was admitted to the orphanage and now have a roof over my head. I am so grateful to Mr. Shang and Third Lady..."

"Granny Wang, I know you are a very reasonable person. You must have been forced into a corner today. Please come down first. I am here today. You can tell me your grievances and I will definitely take care of it for you." Shang Mingshu lowered her voice slightly and persuaded softly.

"Third Madam, Shang Qian relies on the fact that she is a relative of you and Mr. Shang the Great Good Man to bully people here. She even wants to marry me to an old widower. I refused and she spread rumors about me. I have no way to defend myself and I have no choice but to die to prove my resolve!" Mrs. Wang suddenly looked up, pointed at Shang Qian in the crowd and made a sharp accusation, then let go of her hand and jumped without hesitation.

Shang Mingshu rushed towards Wang Pozi amid everyone's exclamations. She jumped up and caught Wang Pozi just as she fell to the first floor. She sank her arms, and the strong impact force knocked Shang Mingshu to the ground before she could catch her breath.

Be mentally prepared to be the last one for Wang Pozi, and put something warm on your back.

Cheng She had just gotten out of the ground today to relax when he heard about the commotion here. He had even arrived earlier than Shang Mingshu and was hiding in the crowd to watch the excitement. When he saw Madam He following closely behind Shang Mingshu, he seemed to be lost in thought.

He wondered in his heart whether this was the stage built by Shang Mingshu herself, and whether this play was performed by Madam He. He didn't expect that Wang Po would really jump down without caring about her life, with the determination to die. He also didn't expect that the cunning and sly young lady in his perception would risk being seriously injured to save people.

In a fit of rage, he instinctively followed Shang Mingshu forward. As Shang Mingshu fell, he knelt on one knee, using his back to support the two of them. The crutch he was using to prop himself up against the ground was no longer able to support the weight of the three of them. Enduring the excruciating pain of his wound bursting, Cheng She pushed back hard, pushing off the weight from his back. Shang Mingshu's ankle was injured when she fell, and after being pushed by Cheng She, she and Wang Pozi fell to the ground together.

"Madam (Second Master)!" He Sui and Cheng She's servants each ran towards their masters.

Cheng She's face turned pale, and blood oozed out from where he was covering the wound, soaking his clothes in an instant.

Shang Mingshu's ankle was burning with pain and her arm had some minor abrasions.

On the contrary, Mrs. Wang was unharmed and sat down beside with a look of panic on her face.

"Doctor Du, please come and see my wife." As soon as the incident here came out, He Sui asked someone to find Doctor Du quickly. Doctor Du arrived when Mrs. Wang jumped off the building.

"Let's go see Master Cheng first." Shang Mingshu had practiced martial arts and could diagnose common injuries by herself. He Sui helped her up, and she checked her ankle first. It wasn't serious and would heal in three to five days.

Doctor Du came to Shang Mingshu and took out a bottle of medicated oil, then turned and walked towards Cheng She. He grew up in Shang Mingshu's charity school, and his medical skills also depended on Shang Mingshu's cultivation. He was a few years older than the three Shang Mingshu sisters, and he knew best whose words in Shang Mingshu should not be disobeyed.

Sanniang takes good care of herself and would never show off at such a critical moment.

On the contrary, Cheng She, a tough guy, was so painful that his lips turned pale and he was trembling. He fell into the arms of a servant in a daze. Doctor Du didn't care about anything and tore open the bleeding area of ​​Cheng She. The wound was bloody and he cleaned it in an orderly manner and re-applied medicine.

"Second Master Cheng needs to stay in bed and recuperate. Don't move again until your wounds have healed." After treating the wound, Doctor Du instructed, "I'll prescribe a dose of medicine. Let Second Master rest for a while. You stay with him. If he develops a fever, call me immediately."

Cheng She and Shang Mingshu were carried to a room that had been cleared out of the orphanage. Doctor Du stayed behind and sent someone to get the medicine, which he prepared to boil himself.

Shang Mingshu's ankle was so red, swollen, and shiny that no bones could be seen. There was also a faint purple streak beside her foot, which made He Sui very distressed.

She followed Doctor Du's instructions and gently rubbed the medicine on Shang Mingshu, only to find that she was biting her lip, lost in thought. The pain made her frown slightly, without making any sound.

When such a big thing happened, Shang Jinliang came quickly, and even Xiao Yu came later. Shang Jinliang handled the matter, and Xiao Yu went straight to Shang Mingshu.

"Mingshu, are you trying to scare your aunt to death?" Xiao Yu's face was cold and her eyes were filled with worry.

"I'm fine." Shang Mingshu forced a smile.

Xiao Yu saw at a glance that Shang Mingshu was worried, and after confirming that Shang Mingshu's injuries were not serious, she ordered the maids to leave.

"Ming'er, my child, why are you so worried? Can you tell your aunt?" Xiao Yu sat next to Shang Mingshu, held the child's shoulders, and held her in her arms.

The word "ya" softened Shang Mingshu's heart. People at that time used it as an affectionate name for their children, adding "ya" to a character in the name.

(End of this chapter)