Shen Qingqing's luggage was all at the hospital; Jiang Zhixun, being a man, didn't have much to pack either.
Without wasting time, the same day Shen Qingqing was discharged, the two drove to the county train station.
To make sure Shen Qingqing could rest well, they bought sleeper tickets.
As the New Year approached, the station was bustling with people traveling north and south.
Shen Qingqing's arm was fixed in place, suspended with a sling around her neck. She walked ahead, empty-handed.
Jiang Zhixun followed close behind, carrying the luggage.
Afraid someone might bump into Shen Qingqing, Jiang Zhixun kept her protected in front of him the entire way.
Using his own body, he managed to shield Shen Qingqing from the crowd.
Jiang Zhixun, dressed in a military green overcoat, stood tall with striking features. He stood out conspicuously in the crowd.
Passersby would glance at him, naturally noticing the woman beside him with her arm immobilized, clearly gravely injured.
