Zhang Keke comforted, "don't worry. Wait until the conductor calms everyone down. Now you'll be in a hurry when you go out."

Zhao ChuChu nodded and looked up at the outside of the box. Only then did he find that Lu Xingdao had disappeared. "Did he go to help?" Zhao ChuChu whispered to himself, but caught a glimpse of Li Jing's head sticking out of the bunk.

"Miss Zhao, do you have anything to eat? I'm a little hungry. " Li Jing asked.

Zhao ChuChu shook his head and replied, "No."

"All right." Li Jing was slightly disappointed and retracted her head.

Zhao ChuChu rejects Li Jing. At this moment, the panic in the carriage is because of Li Jing's story, not to mention whether the story is true or not. It is Li Jing's indiscriminate creation of a terrible atmosphere, so he has no good intention.

Just when Zhao ChuChu was angry, a child's cry suddenly came from outside the box. The cry was sharp and miserable, like a knife cutting through the noise of the whole carriage.

"What's the matter?" Zhao ChuChu was frightened, which reminded her of the child's cry in the evening. It was also so sad and distressing.

Zhang Keke frowned. "Maybe he was hit in the crowd."

"What can I do?" Zhao ChuChu worried, "when will these people be able to calm down? If they go on like this, I don't know how many people will be injured."

Zhang Keke patted Zhao ChuChu on the shoulder, "don't worry, the conductor should appease everyone soon."

Zhang Keke was right. Half an hour later, the people in the carriage gradually quieted down, the noise faded, and the child's cry became more obvious.

"Coco, let's go out and have a look." As Zhao ChuChu said, he got out of bed and was about to go out, but he met Su Su back. Su Su's face was not good. His right hand held his left arm tightly, and blood seeped out of his fingers.

"Su Su, what's the matter with you?" Zhao ChuChu was surprised, "are you hurt?"

Su Su nodded, frowned and said, "I was cut by the passenger's fruit knife in the chaos just now. The cut is not deep, but it is bleeding."

"You have to dress up immediately. Have you brought medical gauze?" Zhao ChuChu asked anxiously.

Su Su shook her head again, "no, that's why I came back to look for Su Zhipeng. He's a doctor. He should take a simple medicine bag with him."

"Is Su Zhipeng a doctor?" Zhao ChuChu was slightly surprised. He was stunned for a moment and said, "I haven't seen him for a long time. He's not in the box. He should be comforting the passengers with the conductor."

Su Su sighed, "well, I'll go out and have a look."

Su Su was preparing to leave the box. Lu Xingdao just came back and stopped Su Su. "Miss Su, go back and have a rest. I'll help you find Mr. Su."

"Thank you, Mr. Lu." Susu managed to squeeze out a smile.

Zhao ChuChu hurriedly held Su Su to his bunk and asked, "Su Su, what's going on outside? Is anyone else hurt? "

"Everyone is in a mess. Many people are injured." Su Su sighed and continued: "it's not serious. A three-year-old child was pushed and fell to the ground. Later, he was trampled on his arm and cried. His parents were also crazy. Fortunately, he was sent to the lounge by the steward for diagnosis and found that it was just a flesh wound."

In this way, the child's cry just heard should be like this. Zhao ChuChu sighed and asked again, "now everyone is quiet, isn't it?"

"Yes, everyone has gradually calmed down under the appeasement of the conductor and steward." Su Su looked at the drops of bright red blood falling in her fingers, secretly bit her teeth and continued: "there was a problem with the lunch box. Just now several people were ill again. Because of the crazy violence, she must break open the window and jump down. Fortunately, she was stopped by the bodyguard and controlled them."

Zhao ChuChu's eyebrows piled into a mountain. His eyes were full of anxiety and whispered, "yes, there will be a lot of people getting sick if there is a problem with the boxed lunch. What can we do if it goes on like this? We should find the person who applied the medicine as soon as possible and get the antidote. "

At this moment, Lu Xingdao came back and said, "Su Zhipeng is back." After that, Su Zhipeng appeared at the door of the box.

Zhao ChuChu hurriedly greeted him. "Mr. Su, Miss Su is injured. Have you brought a simple medical bag? Dress her up. "

Su Zhipeng didn't answer in a hurry, but glanced at Su Su's wound. Su Su said slowly, "don't count on me, I don't have any simple medicine bag."

"You..." Zhao ChuChu was unhappy with Su Zhipeng's attitude, but there was no reason to blame, so he turned to Su Su and said, "why don't you go to the conductor? Their staff should have a medicine box."

Su Su nodded, "OK, thank you, Miss Zhao."

After a while, the bodyguard took the conductor into the box. There was a thin layer of sweat on the conductor's forehead. I think it should be that the comfort work just now was too tired.

After a short rest, Feng Qiming was much better. Zhang Jie helped him sit up and scanned the people in the box for a week. Feng Qiming hooked his lips and smiled, "it seems that those fools have calmed down?"

The conductor nodded, "yes, our pacification work has been completed. Mr. Feng, the staff should make normal efforts to investigate the people who took the medicine. There should be news soon."

Feng Qiming looked down at the watch on his wrist and said, "conductor, it's almost eleven o'clock. I hope I can have a safe sleep tonight and get off happily tomorrow, OK?"

"Mr. Feng, I can't guarantee." The conductor frowned, paused for a moment and continued: "there are thousands of people on the whole train. Our workload is very heavy, so please understand Mr. Feng."

Feng Qiming's face suddenly darkened and roared angrily, "what does that mean? Let me understand? Which of you can understand me? I'm just traveling by car. I've suffered such a thing. How do you make me understand? "

Zhang Jie, standing on the side, quickly comforted: "boss, don't be impulsive. Later, the blood pressure has to rise again. Let's talk slowly and don't worry..." Zhang Jie's words stopped suddenly. A pair of eyes stared at Feng Qiming's neck tightly. After a while, he was surprised and said, "boss, why are there so many red rashes on your neck?"

Feng Qiming was startled when he heard the speech. "What red rash?"

"A red rash like measles." Zhang Jie suddenly thought of something and hurriedly opened the sleeves on Feng Qiming's arm. He didn't know. He was startled. Feng Qiming's whole arm was completely covered with a dense red rash, which was very shocking.

Feng Qiming was stunned for a moment before roaring, "this is allergy! I'm allergic. It's boxed lunch. It must have been caused by boxed lunch. I need an antidote. I need to take the antidote immediately. "