"What happened?"
At this moment, three male railway police men rushed over. When they saw the middle-aged woman rolling on the ground, they looked at the people around her.
"I don't know. It happened all of a sudden. No one touched her."
"I think she's just pretending. Just now, she was slapping someone."
The policeman in the lead was a young man in his twenties. He squatted down and asked the middle-aged woman calmly, "What's wrong?"
The woman's face was twisted in pain, and her face was pale. She panted heavily. "My leg… my leg hurts."
Seeing that she did not seem to be pretending, the policeman stood up and looked at the people in the compartment. He shouted anxiously, "Dear passengers, is any of you a doctor? If you are, please come out and help this woman."
Deng Xinhe subconsciously looked at Qin Xi. His intuition told him that this was definitely her doing. It was just that he did not know how she did it.