In the passenger seat, Mu Yunchu wasn't idle either. Once she confirmed Wen Xu was still calm, she shifted her gaze back and called Zhou Zhicheng.
"Captain Zhou, you might need to respond to an incident."
The other two heard her words, but each was lost in their own thoughts and didn't ponder the implications behind them.
...
After forty minutes of bumpiness, it finally ended just before Li Xiuqiu felt like her backside was broken.
With the conductor's help, she hobbled off the bus, her feet touching the ground with a sensation of her legs not belonging to her.
There was no help for it; rural roads are like this, rarely flat, either bumpy or potholed, making even short distances feel like an obstacle course, adding to the time.
The bus behind her hadn't left yet, and the conductor's concerned voice sounded: "Can you manage to carry all that stuff up yourself?"
"If not, you could borrow a handcart from me?"
