Chapter 512: Chapter 512: You’re in Conflict with the Train Chapter 512: Chapter 512: You’re in Conflict with the Train “Can’t you understand and be considerate? Can’t you respect the elderly?”
“She’s not our elder, and we paid to ride too. Why should we have to suffer?”
The girl who was about to close the window had one hand still on it, while the other was being grabbed by the woman next to her, preventing her from closing it.
The woman who wanted the window closed became annoyed, “Didn’t you hear? Close it already, what are you spacing out for?”
The woman holding the girl’s hand wouldn’t have it, “Who do you think you are? What tone are you using? We all paid for this ride, why should we take your attitude?”
The elderly woman who couldn’t bear the draft spoke up, “I’m really sorry, my body can’t take it, and I get a sore throat from the wind. I’m sorry for the inconvenience, my daughter is stubborn, please excuse her.”
As soon as the old lady finished speaking, the woman beside her said, “Mom, there’s no need to apologize to these people. Just tell them to close it.”
The woman across from them was going to give in after hearing the old lady, but after hearing her daughter’s words, she refused to let it close no matter what, thinking, ‘Do whatever you like.’
The woman got frantic, “If anything happens to my mom, I won’t let it go.”
The woman opposite stood her ground, “The train doesn’t belong to your family, why should we listen to you? If you’re worried about the wind affecting her, you could switch to the sleeper section, I see some spots are empty there.
Can’t you feel how hot it is in the carriage, and you still won’t let us open the window. For your mother alone, you want so many of us to suffer, and you still act so arrogantly. We don’t owe you anything.”
The woman lost her temper, grabbed the enamel jar on the table, and hurled it, but her mother intercepted it, causing the jar to miss its target and hit the forehead of the girl by the window instead.
The enamel jar, being old and chipped at the edge, hit the girl with an ‘ah’ sound, raising a bump on her forehead, and cut her face as well.
Blood streamed down the girl’s face, and the woman who had been so aggressive was taken aback, murmuring, “I didn’t mean it, I didn’t intend to hit her.”
Someone shouted, “There’s blood on her face!”
The old lady across was now in a panic, “Quick, get the conductor over here, see if there’s any medicine on board to stop the bleeding.”
Luo Qiao stood up and approached, and after careful examination said, “Miss, I have hemostatic medicine here. If you trust me, let me stop the bleeding first.”
But the instant the girl lifted her head, Luo Qiao recognized her; it was the girl who had taken her seat on her first train ride. What a coincidence.
Clearly, the girl in pain did not recognize Luo Qiao, a stranger she had met only once, and said, “Thank you.”
Luo Qiao saw that it was inconvenient for her to sit inside and was about to ask the woman to move, but the woman stood up on her own initiative, “Miss, please stop her bleeding first.”
Just then, the conductor also arrived, holding a medicine box, but upon seeing the injury, he hesitated to help. Luo Qiao said, “I’ll do it.”
She quickly took over the medicine box and adeptly cleaned, disinfected, and applied medicine; when all was done, and Luo Qiao was packing away her things, the girl asked, “Have we met before?”
Luo Qiao said indifferently, “You seem to clash with trains. Last time someone took your seat, this time you get hurt like this, I don’t know what to say about you.”
Upon seeing the bleeding had stopped, the aggressive woman started up again, “How can you talk like that, what do you mean ‘hurt like this’? It wasn’t on purpose.”
Luo Qiao replied, “You’re still so defiant after hurting someone, you’re really something.”
The woman wanted to say more but was pulled back by the old lady. The conductor soon took away the individuals involved. In the end, the woman who caused the injury apologized and pensated the injured girl fifty yuan, and that settled the matter.
The mother and daughter packed up, bought sleeper tickets, and followed the conductor.
The injured girl came to find Luo Qiao, “Hello, my name is Shen Juan. Thank you so much for earlier.”
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