Emma Rosy was surrounded by several security personnel in the middle of a bustling crowd, and many of the passengers who had just arrived were attracted by the noise and stopped to watch.
"I'm not disruptive, I want to buy a ticket out of the country to find my husband!"
Emma Rosy cried for a long time, her voice was hoarse, and although she clearly expressed her intentions, it was clear that the hospital gown and slippers, the disheveled hair and pale face all reduced the credibility of her words.
The security personnel were all watching her warily, one of them questioned in a loud voice: "The window to buy tickets is over there, if you want to buy tickets, just follow the process, you are making a lot of noise, and you dare to say that it is not disruptive?"