She and Lu Heng exchanged a glance.
If Lu Heng left at this point, it would be tantamount to running away. He hadn't done anything wrong, but if he left, he would have no way to explain himself. So he simply sat down and asked, "Comrade, please let go of your son. He's already strangled to death even if he's not dead yet."
The woman's body stiffened slightly.
Immediately, her large hand landed on Lu Heng's face.
"I'll teach you to curse my son! I'll teach you to curse my son! You, your mother, and your wife are all wicked people! You're all opportunists!" The woman seemed furious and started hitting Lu Heng.
Lu Rong was terrified.
Qiao Wanyue cried out, "Police! Police! Come quick! Someone's been murdered here!"
There were train police officers on board at this time. This train was quite crowded, so the officers didn't go inside. Hearing Qiao Wanyue's cries, the officers rushed over. The woman tried to stop Qiao Wanyue, but Qiao Wanyue dodged and slapped the well-dressed man opposite her.
The woman's nails were very long, leaving a faint mark on the man's face.
The man frowned and looked up in displeasure. The woman seemed to have seen a ghost; her previous swagger vanished instantly, and her head drooped. In the instant she turned her head, Qiao Wanyue seemed to see the fear in her eyes.
"Save the children first"
Someone said something.
The woman seemed to regain her senses, kneeling on the ground and sobbing while holding her child.
"I'm a doctor, would you mind if I came to take a look?" A man walked over.
The woman immediately stepped aside, and the man squatted down to check the child's pulse. He then lifted the child's eyes to look at him, pressed his fingers on the boy's acupoints a few times, and the foam from the boy's mouth stopped.
“I’ve stopped the poisoning for now. Get off at the next stop and go to the nearest hospital.” Without further ado, the man confirmed the little boy was alright, then turned and walked to his seat.
Qiao Wanyue stared intently at the acupoints he pressed. She had seen traditional Chinese medicine practitioners treat illnesses before, and the acupoints the man pressed were only for treating ordinary gout patients, not for inhibiting toxicity.
She became increasingly certain that this was a conspiracy.
"It was you, you wanted to harm my child."
The woman screamed and pounced on the older woman, starting a fight. The older woman was equally fierce, and the two tore at each other's hair without any mercy, using both hands and feet. Screams echoed through the carriage.
Everyone watched as the two men fought fiercely.
Those who wanted to break up the fight had no way to start, as the two were extremely fierce. They started by trying on clothes, then moved on to attacking those hidden places. When the woman had the upper hand, she directly tore open the old lady's pants, and you could vaguely see her pink underwear.
The men in the car couldn't help but cover their eyes.
These women fighting are too fierce, I can't bear to watch.
All eyes were on the two fighting. A furtive figure approached the child, covered the boy's mouth with a dark handkerchief, and the boy immediately lost consciousness.
"Someone is stealing a child." A cold voice came from behind.
Lu Rong, who was sitting opposite, was the first to notice. He instinctively lunged forward to try and snatch the child away.
Qiao Wanyue reached out to pull Lu Rong over, but Lu Rong had already grabbed the child thief tightly. It was the young man sitting next to the old lady, with monkey-like cheeks and a pointed mouth, who looked like a dishonest person.
"Put the child down."
Get out of here!
The train had stopped at an intermediate station, and the young man carrying the child walked out.
“I told you to put the child down.” Lu Rong’s sense of justice surged instantly.
Qiao Wanyue's suspicious gaze fell on the man opposite her. He was still looking down at a book, just as he had been since he got on the bus, as if no matter how much noise he made, it had nothing to do with him. If Qiao Wanyue hadn't heard it so clearly, she would have suspected that the cold voice was coming from the man opposite her.
She squinted at the human trafficker, then looked at the man opposite her.
There seems to be some kind of connection.
But upon closer reflection, I found nothing.
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P.S.: The author has contracted norovirus again, experiencing firsthand what it means to feel nauseous all over. Here are two chapters for today. If I can write more, I'll update again tomorrow morning; if my health doesn't allow it, I'll update during the day tomorrow. Please remember to wear a mask when going out these days! Finally, happy reading!
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