Tang Fu exercised regularly, and years of outdoor activity had given her excellent eyesight. She could easily read above 5.3 on the vision chart.
She clearly saw Jiang Ning move. He merely twitched a finger, and the man opposite him immediately collapsed.
Tang Fu's seat number was closer to the front, so she only saw the man's back. But judging from his movements, she could roughly tell that he was harming himself.
Tang Fu's high, elegant brows furrowed slightly. Her astonishing train of thought made her sense that something was off.
Yet she could not figure out what exactly was abnormal.
The disturbance in the carriage alerted the Train Attendants and train leader. Once they arrived one after another, the broad-faced man's screams became even louder.
The broad-faced man was drenched in cold sweat. For an untrained ordinary person, a punch to the stomach caused excruciating pain.
"Is anyone here a doctor? Can someone help?" a train attendant called out.
The onlookers all talked at once, but not one of them stepped forward to help.
A young woman nudged the man beside her.
The man shook his head. He really was a doctor, but who would dare step in under these circumstances? It was not that he did not want to save him; he simply lacked the courage.
That man had been so arrogant just now, and he had seen it all. What if he got falsely accused? Treating someone outside a medical setting could easily get him into trouble, with no protection whatsoever. If anything went wrong, he could not only face enormous compensation but even ruin his entire career.
The young man was only here on vacation. It was not worth taking the risk.
The train attendant was as frantic as an ant on a hot pan. Trains