Only Jiang Xingye was overjoyed, leaping towards Xu Qinghuan. He buried his face in Xu Qinghuan's shoulder, feeling a bit of dampness on his bare skin, and his entire body was trembling violently.
Xu Qinghuan freed one hand to gently pat his back, "Aye, don't be afraid, I'm okay. I said I wouldn't be okay."
Chen Suikang and several train police rushed over, subduing the criminal, who at that moment seemed like a dead dog, sinking into unconsciousness.
A female train police squeezed over, blinking at the slightly awkward Xu Qinghuan and asked with concern, "Comrade, are you okay?"
"I'm okay!" Xu Qinghuan smiled a bit, her nerves were quite tense just now, and now that the crisis was resolved, she realized her arm was tired from holding the child all the time.
There was a big and clumsy koala hanging on her shoulder.
