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So he could only curl up on the bed, squatting like a prawn. Large beads of sweat poured out from every pore in his body, and the spasmodic muscles twisted inch by inch, as if they were alive. The doctor next to him looked at all this calmly, as if Xie Zhifei's pain did not exist at all, and the pen in his hand quickly wrote something.

Then skillfully picked up a glass bottle with a sharp mouth on the wall cabinet at the head of the table, knocked off the upper part, sucked out the transparent medicine with a straw, got up, pulled Xie Zhifei's neckline, and inserted the slender needle into it.

Two minutes after the injection was completed, Xie Zhifei's body gradually stretched out, and his whole body relaxed. The whole body seemed to sink into an ocean, and the light blue tide kept surging above his head, and he could vaguely see the water surface. Above, there is a black figure sticking out, so majestic and tall like a hill.

"Uh-" Xie Zhifei opened his eyes, his throat seemed to stick together, just uttering such a syllable made him feel so difficult, and a tearing pain came out. The more severe pain came from his head, and the pain made him want to hit the wall.

"Come on, open your mouth first." Someone said this while grabbing his face with unquestionable strength, and then stuffed a plastic creation into it, and at the same time, a large amount of warm, sweet and salty liquid poured into his mouth. mouth. Although it tasted strange, the feeling of moisturizing his dry throat made him swallow hard.

"Okay, okay. Come here first!" The voice was still so unmistakable, he directly pulled the clinker bottle out of his mouth. "When you're dehydrated, don't drink so much at once, just drink a few more times."

"Take off... water?" Xie Zhifei supported his aching head with one hand, and raised his head to look at the girl standing in front of him.

"Well, dehydration. You don't know how much you sweated last night!" The little girl was young, wearing a white nurse uniform, with some baby fat on her face, and her big eyes flickering. Very cute look. As he spoke, he made an exaggerated look, "It's not enough that the clothes are soaking wet. Even the flyer is wet a lot. It's like all the water in the body has flowed out."

"You...have nightmares again..." Then, as if realizing something, she stopped suddenly, her voice a little timid.

"Nightmare... again?" Xie Zhifei murmured, and instinctively grasped the key point.

"You...forgot again?" The little girl shuddered when she heard his words, and then the light in her eyes changed obviously, as if a certain mountain collapsed and something came out from below, soft and sad. thing.

"Wait, I'll find it for you!" After saying this, she ran out. When I came back, I was holding a lot of things in my arms, notebooks, photo albums, and tablets.

Throwing the pile of things on the bed next to it, the little girl picked up the tablet, turned on the power and unlocked it skillfully. Then he clicked on one of the videos and put it in front of Xie Zhifei.

The plain white ceiling and the same plain white bed are obviously located in this hospital, and the sunlight outside the window quietly sprinkles on the bedside table.

"Are you ready?" The voice came from the tablet. Although it was a little distorted, it could still be heard clearly. It was the voice of the little nurse dragging the tablet in front of her. She should have taken the video while holding something. I just don't know who the protagonist is.

"Okay." An unfamiliar but familiar voice replied, just two words gave Xie Zhifei a tingling feeling behind his back, and every pore tightened instantly. Then he saw that his face was pale, and he was sitting in front of the camera wearing a hospital gown.

"Xie Zhifei, hello. I am you."

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Chapter 130 Trauma

Xie Zhifei, male, 16 years old, Han nationality. Location, Longcheng Fourth Psychiatric Specialist Hospital, admission time: one and a half years. Disease: posttraumatic stress disorder, referred to as PTSD, post-traumatic stress disorder. Cause: Witnessed and experienced the actual death of multiple immediate family members, threatened with death, and was seriously injured.

Xie Zhifei read the words on the paper carefully again, and then threw the paper aside. The whole person smashed back to the bed. Put your right hand out in front of your eyes. The pain in my brain has improved a lot, but it's just as dull as if something was stuffed into it. But compared to the feeling that the red-hot soldering iron stirred his brain last night, it was already too good, at least it was within his tolerance.

So he began to slowly sort out the thoughts in his head, but when he thought of this, his hands couldn't help clenching. The nails pressed deeply into the flesh. It took a long time to let go, and the other hand reached into the clothes and touched the side of his stomach.

There is a scabbed tooth mark, and you can feel a sunken or raised scar just by pressing the pulp of your finger. He opened a pair of carefully and looked at it carefully. The huge wound that had been bitten, dozens of sharp fangs once penetrated into his stomach from the front and back like a knife. Although it has healed, I can still feel the ferocity of the bite at that time.

A year and a half ago, he followed his parents to the virgin forest for Tianyuan archaeology. A pack of wolves migrated into their destination site for food a few months ago. Then he and the three met directly in front of the ruins.

The screams of the cubs, just about a month old, aroused the ferocity of the wild wolves, causing them to attack prey that would not normally be on the hunting list at all, three humans who had intruded into their habitat.

In the process of escaping, Xie's father died first, followed by Xie's mother. The flesh and blood of the two exchanged time and space for Xie Zhifei to escape. The villagers and police officers who finally reacted saved Xie Zhifei, who was seriously injured.

In a news report, I interviewed one of the senior forest police officers who participated in the battle with the wolves. He said, 'He's never seen a pack of wolves like that, fighting furiously without dying, firing guns or even killing several wolves to no avail. They don't seem to know what fear is. It was like crawling out of hell. ’

Xie Zhifei recovered after being rushed to the hospital for rescue, and the mutilated bodies of his parents were not found even a day later. The subsequent analysis of private Tahara archaeology is no longer important.

Because that has nothing to do with Xie Zhifei, Xie Zhifei, who inherited a tremor from his parents and a large donation from the Historian Association, developed a mental illness after his physical injuries were well treated.

Post-traumatic stress disorder. This disease is extremely common among those who have suffered significant physical and psychological trauma. Three months later, his physiology was completely cured, and he was sent to the Fourth Psychiatric Hospital of Longcheng, a professional psychiatric hospital for recuperation. up to a year.

During this period, he developed traumatic re-experiencing symptoms, increased vigilance symptoms, depression and other PTSO and other clinical conditions. Among them, the most troublesome and most difficult to deal with is psychogenic amnesia of recent events.

To put it simply, the memory after the event will be dissociated at a certain point, leaving only the entangled memories before the event. This state of affairs erupted after a certain recollection of the traumatic event in a dream.

Its performance is that half of the things after the injury are forgotten by him, and the more recent the forgetting, the greater the degree of forgetting. Then as the number of times increased, he couldn't even figure it out. He even completely forgot that he had been cured of the body and started spiritual treatment. After a certain memory loss, he was crying while holding the wound on his left abdomen.

In response to such things, the doctors asked him to keep some records, including diaries, photos and videos, when he was 'normal'. The video Su Mei showed him was recorded under such circumstances. Su Mei was the name of the little nurse, one of his few friends in this hospital.

"Xie Zhifei, hello. I am you.

Since you see this, it means that you have forgotten everything again. Mom and Dad...have been gone for a long time. I know that in my...or your impression, they were just...killed. However, they have really been gone for a long time. Illness...it's hard. But we must persist, our lives are exchanged for them, and we must live well. "

In the video, the man's face was pale and stiff, and he spoke intermittently, as if he was struggling to make such a simple expression. But at this time, he suddenly smiled, "I know, I definitely won't be afraid or give up, no matter if it's memory loss or something else. So, I believe in you."

"Live well." After this sentence, the video ends. Xie Zhifei couldn't calm down. Something is wrong. Everything is reasonable, normal, and taken for granted. But he just felt something was wrong. But he didn't know what was wrong. The person in the video was indeed himself, and all the words in the diary were written by himself. In the many photos Su Mei turned out, she did seem to have a good relationship with her. As if the world was supposed to be like this...

"Xiaofei, Yuqing is here to see you." With a crisp knock on the door, Su Mei stuck her head out at the door. Then bring in the girl who follows behind. While speaking, he winked playfully at Xie Zhifei. Then he turned his head, "You guys talk, I have to go to other wards."

"Thank you, Sister Su Mei." Shi Yuqing smiled at Su Mei. Su Mei stretched out her hand and pinched her face, "You, you are so tender that you can squeeze out the water, I don't know who will be cheaper in the end." She kept glancing into the room as she spoke.

After hearing this, Shi Yuqing blushed and lowered her head, until the gossip nurse left with laughter, and she calmed down a little. He walked quietly beside Xie Zhifei's bed and put the fruit in the basket. Take out the slightly withered flowers in the vase and throw them into the trash, and take the empty vase outside to change the water. Then come back, pull out a few new ones from the bag, insert them, and set them up.

She was fast, and her gestures were filled with a sense of proficiency that had been done many times. The long beige silk dress seemed to rise little by little in the sun, and blue-purple gentian flowers were blooming on the slender branches in the vase. The water droplets on the petals seem to reflect a rainbow.

"Xiao Fei." Shi Yuqing moved the flower branch for the last time before she called out softly.

"Yeah." Xie Zhifei returned, his nasal voice a little heavy. Shi Yuqing's hand trembled slightly, then raised her head, the corners of her mouth rose, and there seemed to be starlight twinkling in her eyes.

"It's okay." She bent down gently and hugged Xie Zhifei. His head rested lightly on his shoulder, his voice was very soft, as if being blown away by the wind at any time, "I will always be with you. We agreed..." The words were entangled like silk threads. Come down and gently wrap and entangle the two hugging people together.

As if a silver feather was passing through his heart, Xie Zhifei's heart trembled, and he subconsciously wanted to reach out and hug the figure in front of him. There seems to be honey flowing in the throat, "I..."

A tear-like pain suddenly came from his mind, instantly stiffening his muscles. "Xiao Fei, what's wrong with you!!" Shi Yuqing's voice rose up. Xie Zhifei didn't have the strength to reply to her now.

Something stirred in his brain, blood red and pitch black, as if to pull his entire soul out of this body, almost tearing him in half. It came like a tide, covering him underneath. However, the water this time was not as light blue as before, but dark red, viscous and had a strong fishy smell. The water poured down from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, filling his body.

The only constant is the majestic black shadow standing on the water like a hill. He struggled to open his eyes, trying to see who it was, but he could only see his lips opening and closing, as if he was saying something.

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Chapter 131 Trauma

"You mean, you have some fantasies?" Ma Yue, the first person Xie Zhifei saw when he woke up, a tall and thin female doctor sitting in front of him. After listening to him repeating a lot, he pressed the tip of the ballpoint pen on the table twice and concluded.

"Well..." Xie Zhifei pursed his mouth tightly, almost turning into a shallow straight line. "Fantasy...? But they're so...real..."

"Real?" Ma Yue asked back, "Do you think a super-powerful and bizarre world is real?"

"But..." Xie Zhifei also felt that his statement was weak, but after he hugged Shi Yuqing yesterday, he fainted directly under the pain of tearing his soul. Then his spirit went into something very strange.

A messy, messy world. The memory was chaotic and disordered, and there he saw his parents die again, in a way that was more tragic, cruel and desperate than being buried in a wolf's mouth.

He saw a training camp built deep in the mountains. There were a lot of people in it who were on his annual leave, and they were training, training, training like crazy. And he became one of them, and he lived for revenge, for revenge, for... In a crazy gesture, he is making himself stronger.

He saw weird, all sorts of irrational things whose very existence was like the paradox of the world. He fights them. He saw his companion, the crimson knife, the blue sword, the purple giant...

The mass of information rushed into his mind in a broken, mixed state. It hurts so much that the whole person is torn apart. Then he found Ma Yue. Then the other party told him that all this was his imagination. This sentence made him have a strong desire to speak out, and made him say all the things that he didn't even have a clear logic for himself.

"You mean, in your... memory." Ma Yue pondered her expression a little, and stated in a slow way. "You were in that incident..."

"Wolf disaster." Xie Zhifei emphasized. He didn't know why he wanted to emphasize this noun, but there seemed to be something very important behind the noun. Let him have to make it clear.