Felicia, at this moment, used no small force. My back slammed straight into the armrest of the opposite seat.
A piercing pain shot through my back. The woman fell to the ground because of Felicia’s force. Her loose pants slid down to her knees.
I could immediately see the scar on her leg that ran from her knee all the way to her tendon. Clearly, the collision had reopened an old wound.
The woman curled up on the floor, clutching her calf. Her face was deathly pale and the beads of sweat as big as beans pelted the floor.
Her condition contrasted with Edward’s, who had been screaming for ages yet still looked flushed. I knew this woman was in excruciating pain. Thinking this, I forced myself to stand up, pointing at the wound on her leg as I turned to Felicia.
My tone was growing increasingly impatient towards her. “Felicia, do you have any conscience? Look at this woman’s leg, she’s clearly had surgery. Do you think it’s right to attack someone like this?”
“Get out of my seat! Or I’ll call the train attendant!”
I massaged my lower back, stinging from the collision and waved at Felicia.
“Get up quickly. Go to the service counter and call a doctor to check on this woman.”