Reborn Young Lady's Peerless Grace

The next day, Su informed everyone in the mansion that the murderer who poisoned the servant and his son had been found. It was a servant who had a grudge against the servant. Su had ordered the man to be beaten to death, but what Shen Wanqing couldn't understand was that Su also confined Shen Wanru to her feet.

When the news reached the eldest wife, Su sent some fine cloth to comfort Shen Wanzhu. As for the identity of the murderer and how he was dealt with, Zhang did not pursue the matter, as long as she did not put the blame on the eldest wife.

Shen Wanru was studying the music score given by the scholar in the room when Jing'er came up to her in a hurry, with a bit of excitement on her face.

"Miss, the old man from East Market Street has appeared. He matches the characteristics described by your Zhiyang!" Jing'er was panting, and it seemed that he had run back home from East Market.

"That old man has a white beard and looks to be in his sixties. The clothes he wears are a bit strange." Shen Wanqing put down the music sheet in her hand and looked at Jing'er.

"Yes, yes, that's right. He set up a small stall on the corner of East Market, and the packaging of the medicine is very strange, I've never seen it before." Jing'er reported truthfully. She really admired her young lady. This old man was the first time she had seen him, and the young lady described him as if she had seen him often.

Shen Wanqing did not delay and stood up calmly, already certain in her heart that it was undoubtedly the old miracle doctor.

The appearance of the old man in the previous life directly made Shen Wanru successful. If it weren't for the old man, Shen Wanru wouldn't have been able to do so smoothly.

"Will you follow me out of the house immediately and go meet this old miracle doctor?"

After saying that, Shen Wanqing packed up simply and quietly left the mansion with Jing'er, heading towards Dongshi Street.

It was morning market time, and the streets were exceptionally bustling. The comings and goings of people, the shouts of buyers and the sounds of bargaining intertwined, making the entire East Market seem alive.

Led by Jing'er, Shen Wanqing walked towards the street corner. From a distance, they saw that the old man's stall was surrounded by people in three layers.

"Old thing, it is said that you have a miracle doctor in your hands. Hand him over to me quickly. I have plenty of money!" A proud young man stood in front of the old man's stall.

The old man's face was calm, showing no joy. "My dear, I think you may have misunderstood. There are no miracle drugs in this world. They are just ordinary herbs."

Seeing the old man refuse to give it, the noble young master was so embarrassed that he became angry: "Old man, don't refuse a toast and then drink a forfeit! It's your blessing that this young master likes your medicine!"

The old man ignored his threats and continued to do what he was supposed to do, refusing to hand over the magic medicine that the young master had mentioned.

Shen Wanqing hadn't expected that she wasn't the only one who knew about the old man's magical medicine. It seemed like this young man had come just for it. How could someone like him possess a magical medicine?

She couldn't stand this kind of bullying young man. Shen Wanqing's expression was cold, and her voice was chilling. "Young Master, I can see from your attire that you are not an ordinary person. How could you do such a thing that is beneath your dignity! This old man sells medicine on the street so that more people can afford to see a doctor. If it is true, as you say, that the old man has a miracle drug, he could open his own pharmacy and specialize in it. Wouldn't that make more money? You are being so arrogant and unreasonable today, and you are making a fool of yourself."

Seeing that it was a little girl who came out to speak for the old man, the noble young man was still arrogant and glared at her: "Where did you come from, little girl, you liar? I advise you not to meddle in other people's business. My fists are blind."

Shen Wanqing looked at the man waving his fists in front of her without any fear. At least he was easier to deal with. However, she didn't expect this young man to change his attitude so quickly. He shouted angrily, "Teach this ignorant girl a lesson!"

It seemed that the young master had not come alone, but had brought several servants with him. Shen Wanqing knew that a good man would not suffer a loss in front of him, especially since she was a weak woman.

She grabbed the old man and prepared to run away, but before the servants could make a move, a commotion broke out among the crowd. A passerby collapsed to the ground, his hands clutching his stomach. His body was covered in blood, and it was unclear how badly he was injured.

The passerby fell to the ground in pain, and the onlookers around him accused the young man of killing someone.

It turned out that this passerby also couldn't stand the young master's behavior. He ignored the dagger in the young master's hand and stepped forward to block the young master's knife.

Shen Wanqing had never thought that this young man was so bold. The old man wanted to go forward to check on the situation of the person on the ground. After all, this incident was caused by him, and this passerby was also innocent. He was a doctor, and saving the dying and the wounded was his duty.

Seeing that the young master had no intention of putting down the dagger, Shen Wanqing pulled the old man aside, threatening him with her eyes to stop him from going up to save the person. She carefully observed the injured person on the ground. Although he had bled profusely, his life was not in immediate danger. However, the young master seemed determined not to give up until the old man handed over the magic medicine.

Just when the two sides were in a stalemate, Du Zhijie arrived with a team of people.

He glanced at Shen Wanqing first, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she was fine.

He just heard passers-by say that there was a very powerful young girl here who dared to fight against a local gangster. Listening to the description of the passers-by, he probably thought of the figure that often appeared among these people.

Then he looked at the assailant, his eyes icy cold: "Under the feet of the emperor, I wonder who dares to be so audacious and act so recklessly!"

The young man had heard of Du Zhijie. Although he had never dealt with him, he had seen his figure. He was already frightened at this moment. Although he was afraid, he still said stubbornly: "He was blind and bumped into him. What does it have to do with me?"

Du Zhijie didn't waste any words with him. He smiled coldly and said, "You are the one who provoked today's incident. No matter who you are, you must be punished for breaking the law. Come, take the other person away and hand him over to the court for disposal."

Soon, several troublemakers were taken away by Du Zhijie's men. Shen Wanqing loosened her grip. Her palms were covered in cold sweat. It would be a lie to say she wasn't afraid.

"Don't be the first to rush to do everything next time. Before saving other colleagues, you must protect yourself first." Du Zhijie left after saying this.

Shen Wanqing did not comment on his advice. She had come here with a purpose today, and the old man had to have the magic medicine, so how could she just stand by and watch?

The old man walked forward and first checked the injuries of the person lying on the ground. Although there were no injuries to vital parts, he was still injured and bleeding.

Shen Wanqing stepped forward to help the injured man sit on the small stool at the old man's stall. The old man took out some white gauze and some powdered medicine from the medicine box and sprinkled them on the wound of the injured man, and then asked him to take a blue pill.

In just a moment, the passerby, who had been pale just now, regained his vitality.

The old man took out some medicine and told the passerby to take it on time after returning. He would be cured in a few days. Shen Wanqing also took out some silver and gave it to the passerby. If it weren't for her, the young master wouldn't be angry and the passerby wouldn't be injured.