Zhou Mei herself didn't understand why she wanted to come to see Ye Huan. Listening to the familiar voice on the phone, she felt this inexplicable impulse in her heart. She just wanted to see a soldier who came down from the jungle battlefield standing in front of her in a complete manner, still with a heartless and indecent smile.

Seeing his smile, Zhou Mei felt relieved.

"Isn't really injured?" Zhou Mei looked at him carefully.

"No, there is no bullets flying around me on the battlefield, as if there is help from God." Ye Huan said with a smile on his face.

Zhou Mei nodded, relieved her heart, sighed quietly, and said, "Qiaomu walked up to me and asked me to take good care of you, but..."

When he mentioned Qiao Mu, Ye Huan's face suddenly became a little sad.

Zhou Mei is a smart woman, and she immediately stopped mentioning this name that made him sad.

"Ye Huan, did you call your wife after you come back to report your safety?"

Ye Huan nodded: "I called her as soon as I got off the plane, but my mother's tone on the phone was a bit weird..."

With a beautiful eyes like autumn water, Zhou Mei pursed her lips and smiled: "Mrs.'s tone is of course strange. Her lungs were almost irritated at that time, and she couldn't bear to scold you. You are fine, but your fifth uncle is in trouble..."

"What's wrong with him?"

"It was not until today that you went back to Beijing to call your wife, and the wife knew that Uncle Shen Wu sent you to the jungle battlefield. She was so scared that she burst into tears. After a while, she ran to the garrison military district in person..."

"My mom went to find Shen Laowu? What happened later?"

"Later... the lady smashed Uncle Shen Wu's office, and even pulled down the lieutenant general's epaulette on his shoulder, pointed at Uncle Shen Wu's nose and scolded him for half an hour. So many guards and secretary were so sad that no one dared to stop her. Uncle Wu's face was so angry, but he didn't dare to contradict a word..."

Ye Huan was stunned for a moment, then felt refreshed: "It's time! Shen Laowu just deserves to be scolded, my mom is doing well!"

Zhou Mei sighed and smiled bitterly: "It is the duty of a man to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy for the country. Madam is not the kind of person who doesn't know the general, but everything is chaotic. You are her only son. Uncle Shen Wu sent you to that dangerous and deadly jungle and never even called her in advance. Madam is so angry."

Ye Huan looked a little stunned, and was silent for a moment, saying, "Actually, it's not a big deal about Shen Laowu. I took the initiative to ask for participation in the action. Of course, I participated in the action to make a military contribution and improve my military rank..."

Zhou Mei laughed and said, "This is the truth. If you say something with a righteous face and say something like the better tomorrow for the motherland, I don't believe it anymore. If you fight for the battlefield for promotion, you will be like you..."

Ye Huan's face was a little dark: "What's wrong with me? Can't I be great or noble? Promoting military rank is a small purpose. Big purpose or to serve the motherland..."

The two of them were standing at the door and chatting. After saying a few words, Ye Huan suddenly felt dizzy. He heard a roar of artillery fire and several screams in his ears. His eyes were empty, and the surrounding scenery seemed to have changed. He was in a sea of ​​fire and screams. The sound of the anti-aircraft machine gun fired constantly resounded in his mind like a bronze bell.

Ye Huan frowned, looking very painful, those damn phantoms and illusions are coming again!

After returning from the southwest jungle, these illusions kept appearing in his eyes. They always appeared several times a day, and he didn't know what was wrong with him.

Shaking his head hard. Ye Huan shook off the illusions, but his face was as pale as paper.

"Ye Huan, what's wrong with you?" Zhou Mei's anxious voice seemed to come from a distant place.

The sea of ​​fire in front of me disappeared instantly, and everything returned to its original state.

Ye Huan smiled reluctantly in a tired mood: "I suspect that I have been infected in the jungle. In recent days, some hallucinations have always appeared in front of me. Some scenes of murder and setting fires are always appearing in front of me. It is very yellow and violent..."

Zhou Mei frowned slightly and said, "How many times a day do you have such hallucinations?"

"Not necessarily, three or four times, four or five times..." Ye Huan thought for a moment, then was shocked, and looked at Zhou Mei and said nervously: "... Could it be that we forgot to worship the local Land Lord when we were acting, right? You know that some gods are very stingy. If they don't burn incense for him, they won't let you have a good time. Like his mother, do you think I was cheated by the Land Lord in the southwest?"

Zhou Mei was amused and crying: "What are you thinking in your mind? Zi Wushu, the strange power is in chaos. How can you believe in these things at a young age?"

Ye Huan scratched his head and said, "I think something is wrong these days. Most of the time it is no different from before. But there are several times in a day when I feel very depressed. Once I feel depressed, hallucinations will appear in my eyes. Isn't this an evil person?"

Zhou Mei's face gradually became solemn: "Ye Huan, are you saying true? After returning from the southwest jungle, you were in a low mood and often had hallucinations, right?"

Ye Huan looked at her face and felt a little upset: "I won't have any incurable disease, right?"

Zhou Mei said seriously: "It's not that serious, but your symptoms can be big or small. If you don't treat it, the consequences may be unimaginable..."

"Don't scare me..."

"This symptom is called war psychological trauma..." Zhou Mei stared at Ye Huan and said slowly: "When returning from the battlefield, he was depressed and hallucinated, which is a typical symptom of war psychological trauma. This is only the early stage. In the middle stage, your emotions will gradually fall into despair, and you will always have the idea of ​​suicide. Moreover, the number of hallucinations will increase and longer, your whole mind will fall into this hallucination, and you will not be able to return to reality at all. The xing style will become more and more irritable and bloodthirsty. When the disease occurs, you don't even know the closest relatives and friends around you. Many soldiers who come back from the battlefield choose to commit suicide when they are sick..."

Ye Huan's face became paler and paler: "The symptoms you mentioned are so familiar. There is a girl in the old city where I used to live without getting into college, which is also the same symptom, but others call this disease differently..."

"What do others call it?"

Ye Huan didn't answer her, and took out her cell phone from her pocket and dialed a number. As soon as the phone was connected, Ye Huan cried and cursed: "Shen Laowu, you bastard, you insisted on sending me to the battlefield. Now, I'm crazy. Pay money!"

"Ye Huan. You are sick!" Zhou Mei sat opposite him and said in a confident tone.

Ye Huan opened her mouth and then lowered her head dejectedly.

This is the first time in his life that someone else said that but he couldn't scold him. It's so frustrating!

"Yes, I'm sick..." Ye Huan sighed in slight relief.

"If you are sick, you have to be treated!" Zhou Mei pressed step by step.

Ye Huan looked frightened: "I won't be locked in a mental hospital, right? I have human rights in a psychiatric disorder..."

Zhou Mei held her forehead helplessly: "Ye Huan, psychological trauma in war is a mental disease, but it is not a mental illness."

"I have academic differences with you in this regard... I insist that I have a mental illness. Zhou Mei, it is not illegal to beat someone with a mental illness?"

Zhou Mei said with a serious expression: "Ye Huan, don't take it seriously. This disease is really terrible. People with a slightly unrestrained willpower can easily go to a dead end. When the scene of war is no longer the virtual images in the movie, it appears in your eyes, and you also participate in it personally. The real scene of flesh and blood flying happens in your eyes one by one. You will feel fear from the bottom of your heart. Fear, want to escape, and deny your previous view of war, and feel confused. Fear, and even completely lose yourself... Ye Huan, psychological diseases are sometimes more terrible than the bacteria in your body. It is like a devil, leading you to fall into hell, you have to pay attention to it!"

At this time, Zhou Mei acted like a knowledgeable doctor. Her authoritative and unquestionable tone forced Ye Huan to look up to her.

If you don’t say it, you won’t feel that when Zhou Mei seriously analyzed Ye Huan’s condition, Ye Huan was indeed scared.

He knew best about his feelings these days. Coyote and Geng Zhijun died in front of him. The two living lives passed away forever, which made Ye Huan develop a very negative or even desperate mood. Something like "Why isn't I the one who died?" occasionally flashed through his mind. When Zhou Mei clearly analyzed it, Ye Huan realized that this was a suicidal tendency and was very dangerous.

Ye Huan was anxious: "Zhou Mei, save me! How should I treat it?"

Zhou Meiqiao rolled her eyes and gave a popular answer: "Of course you have to go to the doctor if you are sick. Do you don't even know this?"

A psychologist is also a type of doctor. This kind of doctor does not take the pulse or perform surgery, tells a few irrelevant lies with the patient, and then prescribes some sedative agents, and the treatment process is over.

This is Ye Huan's understanding of psychologists. It is not objective, but it depends on some aspects.

Half-dragged by Zhou Mei, he was taken to this clinic, which is said to be the most famous psychologist in the capital. Ye Huan looked reluctant.

He did not think that suffering from such a serious disease could be cured by just a few nonsense words from psychologists. People with such magical abilities are unlikely to be a doctor and go to the United Nations to maintain world peace. The rest of those who open clinics are Dr. Méng Gu.

Ye Huan wanted to cure his illness, but he did not think that psychologists could cure his illness, and his ideas were very contradictory.

Zhou Mei still stubbornly dragged him over. She only had only a few understandings about the psychological trauma of war, and she also needed a professional doctor to make a judgment.

For troops like the Blue Sword Special Brigade that often performs life-and-death tasks, the military camp's infirmary is equipped with psychologists who specialize in psychological counseling and intervention. However, Ye Huan was so angry that he refused to return to the military camp. When he returned, he couldn't help but think of the five comrades who died, and his mood would become very depressed. Zhou Mei thought it made sense, so she simply took him to find another psychologist.

This clinic is located in an office building in a bustling area of ​​Beijing, about 200 square meters. The clinic is decorated with rough glass on all sides. There are two cute little nurses in pink nurse outfits standing at the front desk. When they see the two of them come in, they smile sweetly at them. Ye Huan couldn't help staring at the nurse's sister's two pairs of long-term clothes in white stockings for a long time. It was not until Zhou Mei gave him a fierce look that she sat embarrassedly on the sofa in the seating area of ​​the front desk with her nose.

"I really don't know if you are a real or a fake disease. I, a person who suffers from psychological trauma in war, suffers from extreme depression, constantly self-harm and abuse, and have a serious tendency to violence. You are in the mood to sneak a glance at the nurse's figure..." Zhou Mei was speechless at Ye Huan.

Ye Huan was so frustrated that he said: "Don't be so harsh to mental patients. I act normally. You should be happy. Do you have to stab me in the stomach a few times before you get excited? Is there anyone dying?"

Zhou Mei almost cried: "Ye Huan, I'll repeat again, what you got is not a lunatic..."

"Nonsense! I must be crazy, but I haven't gotten sick now... I'll ask the doctor to give me a certificate later to prove that I'm crazy."

"You are crazy, what's the use of giving a certificate to you?"

"In the future, I will take the certificate to the streets and see who doesn't like it, and then take out the certificate to him. It's not illegal for a psychopath to beat someone."

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There were more than two of them in the lounge area in the front desk hall. It seemed that the doctor was doing well, with about ten people waiting for the hospital. Ye Huan waited for a while and felt a little bored, so he stood up and walked to the nurse's sister. He started teasing the nurse when he was idle.

"My sister's uniform is really nice, which makes your figure look concave and convex. Look at this fair skin, this slender waist, this childish little hands, this feel... Does sister like crazy?"

Zhou Mei covered her forehead and sighed heavily, and reached out to carry Ye Huan back to the sofa: "Master Ye, can you calm down?"

This doesn't look like psychological trauma, it's just a hooligan.

After waiting for a while, the nurse sister who was smiling sweetly called Ye Huan's name, and it was his turn to take the medicine.

Ye Huan smiled and walked into the doctor's office.

Zhou Mei looked at her back, shaking and shaking, and frowned slightly.

This mental illness is very dangerous, but he doesn't care at all. With such an attitude, the doctor will definitely not be able to treat it in depth. If the patient is doubtful or wary of the doctor and is unwilling to open his heart to the doctor, how can the doctor treat him well?

After taking out the phone, Zhou Mei was about to call Zhou Rong, dialed the number halfway and put it down, and then sighed quietly.

Let’s talk about it after the doctor determines the degree of the condition. The prince of the Shen family and Tenglong Group suffer from psychological illness. It’s not too big or too small to spread. It’s another storm.

I don’t know when, but her position has gradually stood on Ye Huan’s side, solving his worries, thinking about him, being happy for him, and being sad for him...

He once said that Qiaomu is his shadow, and if Qiaomu is lost, he is a person without shadow.

Zhou Mei really wants to tell him that as long as he is willing, many women are willing to be his shadow, including her.

However, these words were buried in my heart and were not said.
Chapter completed!