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Chapter 65
Liangcheng in August is the hottest season of the year. The sun was overwhelming, and it was so bright that it dazzled people's eyes.
Song Ran parked the car in the open space in front of the Tongzi Building in the Cadres' Family Courtyard. When she got out of the car, a wave of heat hit her face. She broke out in a thin sweat. She took out several large shopping bags from the trunk and went up to the second floor.
When I opened the door and went in, the house was quiet and the curtains on the balcony were half drawn. The living room is half bright and half shady.
Song Ran changed into slippers and walked in quietly. The door of the master bedroom was closed. Three hours have passed and there is still no movement inside.
She put the fruits, vegetables, fish and meat in the refrigerator, and the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar in the kitchen. Pack up the expired items and throw them into the trash can downstairs.
When I came back, the military doctor came out of the bedroom. Song Ran went up to him and glanced through the crack of the closed door. Li Zan was lying on the bed with his eyes closed.
The military doctor made a gesture to her, and the two went to the guest room.
Song Ran gently closed the door to the guest room and turned around: "Doctor Lin, how is he doing?"
"It's very pessimistic." The military doctor who had been responsible for Li Zan's psychological problems sighed and said, "I suggest sending him to a mental hospital."
Song Ran felt a chill in her heart. She stayed there for a while, helplessly turned on the air conditioner with the remote control, and stood holding the remote control for a while before asking, "Is it so serious?"
"It's very serious. I have come into contact with countless cases of soldiers suffering from PTSD, and he is the most serious type. In the future, he will either kill someone or commit suicide."
After he finished speaking, he added: "But there are very few murderers, most of them commit suicide."
The wind from the air conditioner was blowing, and the hairs on Song Ran's bare arms stood up: "But I brought him back from Dongguo. He was very good all the way and didn't do anything out of the ordinary."
The military doctor asked: "Really?"
Song Ran remained silent.
All the way back, she was always by his side. At the airport, I got permission from the Dongguo government but went through security check. On the plane back, there were no other guests in the first class cabin.
"That's because you can comfort him, and because he has not encountered a source of stimulation. But once he encounters a source of stimulation, the world in front of him will immediately turn into a battlefield. In his eyes, buildings are burning ruins, cars are tanks, and noise It was a gunshot, the stranger was an enemy soldier, maybe a long umbrella was a rifle. How would he react in that situation? I think you can guess, maybe you have seen it."
"I have seen too many soldiers like this. The war is over, but they can't come back," he said, "because war never only takes away the lives of the dead, but also absorbs the souls of the survivors. "
Song Ran moved her lips: "Send him to a mental hospitalcan he be cured?"
The military doctor was silent for a moment and only said: "Send him to a mental hospital and use drugs and control to suppress his spirit and reduce his thinking activity. Maybe he will not behave in extreme ways."
Song Ran was stunned: "So it can't be cured? Will he be locked up in a mental hospitalfor the rest of his life?"
The military doctor did not answer directly: "When I was studying in the United States in my early years, I saw many soldiers who came back from the battlefield. All of them had mental problems, big or small. But the severity was different. And those with Li Zan's level It is basically impossible for people to return to a normal life. You have to be mentally prepared."
Song Ran held on to the wall and said nothing.
"There is a word on the battlefield called survivor. Survivor seems to mean very lucky. It can be seen that there are many cases, and I find that this word is a curse. Those who sacrificed are all heroes. Once and for all, it is difficult to survive. Gradually, as time passes, As time goes by, no one cares. Many years ago, I returned to the United States to visit a prisoner of war who escaped from the Nazis. He was a veteran of World War II. He was tortured and scarred both physically and mentally. He was in a mental hospital. After a lifetime, my memory before my death was still about the World War II period. The day I died was Christmas, the streets were very lively, there was laughter and laughter everywhere, and it snowed beautifully."
Song Ran listened to him for a long time, shook his head and said, "A-Zan will not live his life alone, I will always be by his side."
The military doctor said: "Song Ran, he can no longer distinguish between reality and illusion. His heart has never been able to go home, and he is still wandering on the battlefield of the Eastern Kingdom. Sometimes in his heart, you in the real world are even his illusion. ."
Song Ran's eyes were red, she raised her head, smiled and said, "Because of this, I can't leave him alone."
The military doctor said nothing.
¡°Obviously, the girl in front of her still doesn¡¯t understand the seriousness of the situation. Many family members are reluctant to send the patient to a mental hospital at first, but day after day care and an invisible future will wear away their patience little by little.Away.
"You're blocking my work." She was funny.
He then moved aside.
She chuckled, took the rag and went to the restaurant to wipe the table.
Li Zan stood by the sink and wanted to help her wash the dishes, when he saw the kitchen knife on the edge of the sink.
He looked at it for a few seconds and then picked up the knife.
The blade is sharp and glows with white light.
A voice rang in my ears: "Song is dead!"
The sound of gunshots, necks, piles of corpses, her face turned pale.
Knife, child, laughter, Benjamin¡¯s face was covered in blood.
Killing, death, heads, piles of flesh and bones.
His thoughts flashed, and he didn't know where he was at the moment.
In a dream?
It hurts
??My limbs are all broken, and my heart is in piercing pain
The knife in front of him was suddenly pulled away by Song Ran.
He came back to his senses.
She turned pale and quickly took the knife to the chopping board farthest from him.
The kitchen was completely silent, except for the sound of the air conditioner in the living room.
She lowered her head and stood holding on to the counter for a moment, then suddenly rushed up and hugged his waist, causing him to stagger when she hit him.
"A-Zan, don't touch this kind of thing in the future, okay? Don't touch scissors, razors, and knives, okay?"
He held her warm and trembling body in his arms.
"I know you are in pain, and I don't want to say things like 'it will get better in the future.' It doesn't matter whether it's good or bad. Even if it doesn't get better, it's okay, right? Just don't touch those things, we Just keep walking slowly like this, okay?"
He nodded: "Okay."
Li Zan was still very weak. Song Ran helped him take a bath and helped him go to bed early to rest.
At around seven o'clock, Chen Feng and the doctors from the army came. They were all people Li Zan was familiar with, and he didn't show much emotional ups and downs.
The doctor did not discuss any of his condition in front of him. He examined him step by step, changed the medicine and gauze on his legs, and gave him a nutritional injection to strengthen his heart.
Chen Feng looked at him lying in bed, his face full of pain.
Li Zan suddenly said: "I'm sorry."
Chen Feng was stunned for a moment, his eyes turned red, and he said, "What are you talking about!"
Li Zan said: "Your cultivation is in vain."
Chen Feng said anxiously: "It's hard for anyone in an accident. You've performed very well. We secretly sent out 13 special forces, but only 9 came back. Ah Zan, it would be great if you could come back. It would be great if you came back."
Li Zan didn¡¯t speak. He seemed a little tired and closed his eyes.
After the doctor finished processing, he left the bedroom and said to Song Ran:
"His health is too poor. After a few days, his condition has calmed down a bit, and he will go to the military hospital for a full-body examination. After getting comprehensive data, we will see how to treat him based on the actual situation. I guess it will be a protracted battle."
Song Ran said: "Okay. I will take him there."
She walked them to the door: "Instructor, I'm afraid that Ah Zan will look for me, so I won't send you downstairs."
"It's okay, just keep it." Chen Feng said, stopping in the corridor and watching the doctors go downstairs, then he took out a few documents and cards and handed them to Song Ran, "A-Zan's allowance card is on his own There, the salary has always been paid according to the captain level. This card is for disability allowance, which is also paid on a monthly basis. As for his illness, the medical expenses are all borne by the army. These are the relevant contacts and information. If you have any questions, please ask in time. .¡±
Song Ran took it and said, "Thank you."
Chen Feng looked embarrassed, hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "Although his position cannot be promoted now, there is still hope that he can continue to serve when he recovers one day"
"Instructor," Song Ran interrupted him, "Let's talk about the future later."
"Okay." Chen Feng nodded with difficulty and said, "Even in the futureno matter what, his various subsidies will increase year by year. Ah Zan"
"Instructor, I will not leave Ah Zan. He is not a burden either."
Chen Feng said: "I'm sorry for you."
Song Ran said: "It's not bitter. I just think it's unfair to him."
Chen Feng was speechless.
"But it doesn't matter. He is still alive, and I am already very grateful." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com