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Chapter 129 PTSD

When Yu Yang opened his eyes again, he was in a strange environment and his head hurt. Yu Yang's last memory was in the bar.

I seem to have drank a little too much. How much did I drink? Anyway, I must have finished the two cases of beer. I ordered a lot more later. I can’t remember the exact amount. I can’t even remember how I got here. To use a common saying

I just drank it last night.

Feeling Yu Yang's movement, an arm suddenly stretched out to Yu Yang's neck. Yu Yang immediately grabbed the stretched out arm with his backhand, suppressed it with his backhand, and twisted the stretched out white and tender arm into a strange angle with one hand, and

The other hand has already pinched the throat of the person next to him.

"You..., cough cough cough, cough cough cough, save... life!" Zhou Qin was in a daze when he suddenly felt a pain in his arm, as if it was about to break, and then felt a hand pinching him.

My own throat, I couldn't breathe for a moment, I woke up instantly, lying on the bed struggling hard.

After Yu Yang took action, he immediately felt something was wrong. There seemed to be a woman underneath him. He instantly let go of his hand and looked at the person riding underneath him. It was Zhou Qin who he met by chance in the bar last night.

"Are you sick? You almost killed me!" After Yu Yang let go, Zhou Qin got up from the bed with some difficulty, her voice a little hoarse.

Just for a moment, she felt that she was going to die. She opened her eyes wide and looked at the man pressing on her with a look of horror and panic. She regretted so much in her heart that she wanted to be with this man yesterday...

After Yu Yang let go of his hand, he climbed down from Zhou Qin's body in embarrassment and lowered his head. At that moment, Yu Yang thought he was in Stalingrad and someone touched him from behind, so he took action to counterattack.

, I didn’t expect that I almost killed the woman next to me: “I’m sorry, my reaction was a little excited, are you okay?”

"You were so excited that you almost broke my neck!" Zhou Qin gasped for air. What happened just now was something she never wanted to see again in her life. It was too scary. This person was too scary.

It's dangerous.

I got up from the bed and got dressed in a panic. It was terrible. Hooking up was indeed risky. You need to be careful when you are hungover. You never know who the stranger you are sleeping next to is.

Yu Yang watched Zhou Qin put on her clothes and left the room in a hurry. After Zhou Qin left the room, he looked at his hands, sighed, and lay directly on the bed. There seemed to be something wrong with him, and the problem

Very big.

Silently taking out his cigarette, Yu Yang lit it and fell into deep thought. If nothing else happened, he should have PTSD.

PTSD, post-traumatic stress disorder, can also be called post-traumatic stress disorder of war. This is a mental illness. PTSD refers to an individual experiencing, witnessing or encountering one or more actual deaths involving themselves or others, or being threatened by death.

, or a delayed onset and persistence of mental disorder in an individual caused by serious injury or threat to physical integrity.

Yu Yang knew about this disease. When he was in the army, the instructor of his company once mentioned this disease in a casual chat.

It usually occurs when some members of special forces who have been in the field retire from the army and have mental problems to a certain extent. However, China is very stable and few retired soldiers will suffer from PTSD. However, this condition often occurs in American overseas troops.

A mental illness.

When Yu Yang returned from Mogadishu for the first time, he already had the primary symptoms of PTSD, including hypervigilance and enhanced startle reflex. When Yu Yang was walking on the street, Yu Yang felt very uncomfortable, but

Now it's even more serious. I almost killed someone just now...

After smoking, Yu Yang got dressed silently. He originally planned to go home to see his parents today, but it seemed that with his current mental state, it would be better not to go home yet, and he is now so thin.

, after my mother saw it, she probably wouldn’t be relieved again.

After getting dressed, checking out and leaving, Yu Yang just walked out of the hotel door and immediately squinted his eyes. Although it was only about eight o'clock, the sun seemed a bit dazzling. Yu Yang couldn't help but move to a position behind the stone pillars of the hotel, leaning on it.

Shizhu was a little confused. He seemed to hate the sun now.

Taking a deep breath, Yu Yang walked out from behind the stone pillar and immediately felt a few eyes looking at him, as if someone was watching him.

Yu Yang's hands were trembling a little, and he felt very uncomfortable being watched. He lowered his head and walked forward in a hurry. This place was a bit far from his home. He stopped a taxi and Yu Yang sat in the back row.

Curl up your body and try not to expose yourself to the window.

"Where are you going?" The taxi driver looked at the passengers sitting in the back seat with some curiosity. He had never seen anyone curl up after getting in the car, so he couldn't help but take a second look.

"Ink Jiangnan!" Yu Yang felt the taxi driver's gaze on him, and immediately lowered his head and looked at the soles of his feet, taking deep breaths to calm down his somewhat excited mood.

"Young man, are you okay? Do you want to go to the hospital?" The driver looked at Yu Yang's appearance and kindly reminded him. Yu Yang now looks a little frighteningly thin, but he is about 1.8 meters tall and thin.

He was skinny and skinny, and his expression was a bit nervous, like a drug addict who was restless.

"No, just go to the north gate of Shuimo Jiangnan!" Yu Yang still lowered his head. When he was riding in the car, he would occasionally chat with the taxi driver, but now he is very disgusted with this taxi driver. He talks too much.

Well, Yu Yang even had an impulse in his heart to shut up this driver forever.

The driver glanced at Yu Yang in the rearview mirror, said nothing more, and drove quickly towards Shuimu Jiangnan.

After Yu Yang arrived, he dropped a hundred yuan and ran back to his home as if he was fleeing. The sunlight outside was so dazzling that Yu Yang felt like he was suffering if he stayed outside for one more second.

After returning home, I drew all the curtains, curled up on the sofa, kept smoking, and kept shaking my hands.

"Damn it, how could this happen!" Yu Yang's right hand holding the cigarette kept shaking. Yu Yang patted it twice with his left hand, but it was still shaking uncontrollably.

"Ding dong!" Half an hour later, Yu Yang's mood calmed down a little. But at this moment, the doorbell outside the house suddenly rang, and Yu Yang jumped up from the sofa like a frightened bird.

"Who?" Yu Yang frowned. After he moved here, no one had notified him except his parents. Who would find him? His parents just talked on the phone yesterday and they were busy farming at home. They should not be there.

Will come.

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