Chapter 91: Post-traumatic Stress Disorder
Returning to the Armed Police Border Station, there were already more than a dozen special police waiting for Chang Ning and the others inside.
Chang Ning didn’t need to handle the remaining matters; handing over the criminals was done by Captain Li and his team, while Chang Ning only needed to give a statement and go through the process.
“Little soldier, thank you! If it weren’t for you today, Ba Duojie and I would have been done for there.”
Suo Nan Da stood in the courtyard talking with several police officers. When he saw Chang Ning, he ignored his work and quickly stepped forward to grab Chang Ning’s hand, thanking him repeatedly.
Seeing the uncle in front of him so emotional, Chang Ning couldn’t pull his hand away and had to let him hold it.
“It’s nothing, this is also my duty. If I didn’t help, I’d be sorry for the uniform I’m wearing!”
Chang Ning kept a stiff face while dealing with the excited uncle. It was only after Ba Duojie finished giving his statement that he finally pulled Suo Nan Da away.
“You’ll sleep here with us tonight, and tomorrow Gao Zhong Dui will come pick you up.”
Captain Li came up to Chang Ning and said.
“Leader, why didn’t you come help me out just now? That villager was too enthusiastic.”
Chang Ning said with a wry smile.
Just as people’s fingers vary in length, Chang Ning’s combat power far exceeded that of the other rookies in his training batch, but he was very immature when it came to dealing with people.
Suo Nan Da’s barrage of thanks left Chang Ning unsure how to respond, making him feel extremely embarrassed.
“This isn’t letting you feel the enthusiasm of the masses?
Let me tell you something, Suo Nan Da has another identity: he’s the county deputy secretary.
Chang Ning didn’t feel much after hearing this; whether deputy secretary or other officials, he had no dealings with them.
After parting ways today, it would be hard for him and Suo Nan Da to meet again.
Moreover, he was in the military unit, with few opportunities to interact with local places.
Therefore, Chang Ning didn’t feel anything special about saving a deputy secretary; it was the same as saving an ordinary person.
“Alright, come with me. You haven’t had a full meal in three days. This time, I’ll have the cookhouse give you special treatment!”
Captain Li pulled Chang Ning toward the cookhouse. With Captain Li’s special care, Chang Ning ate comfortably this time.
Full and satisfied, Chang Ning took his equipment to the arranged dormitory, washed up, got into bed, and went to sleep.
In the morning, Gao Zhong Dui, having received the news, took a helicopter to the Armed Police Border Station to meet Captain Li.
He had given Chang Ning the weapon initially because he heard poaching activities were rampant here, thinking that having a weapon would at least ensure Chang Ning’s personal safety.
Who knew he had anticipated the earlier events, but the later result was unexpected.
Chang Ning’s encounter with the poaching gang was not accidental; he had gone straight for those criminals.
Although the starting point was to save people, it was too risky.
On the way, while reading the briefing, he had broken out in a cold sweat for Chang Ning—daring to exchange fire with poachers armed only with a handgun.
He had heard they had 56-style rifles!
Gao Zhong Dui felt that Chang Ning’s behavior of relying on his shooting talent to fight the criminals this time was too reckless. When he saw Chang Ning later, he was determined to give him a couple of kicks!
After briefly introducing the situation to Gao Zhong Dui, Captain Li took him to the dormitory to pick up Chang Ning.
Perhaps because he hadn’t slept well for three days, or maybe because it was his first actual combat where he had killed someone, Chang Ning hadn’t woken up from yesterday until now.
If Captain Li hadn’t checked in the morning and seen Chang Ning breathing steadily, he would have thought he was sick and almost called someone to send him to the hospital.
Upon entering, Gao Zhong Dui saw Chang Ning sprawled out asleep, with slight snoring sounds.
He picked up the blanket that had fallen to the ground, covered Chang Ning with it again, and only then let Tong Youyou come in.
Speaking of Tong Youyou, Gao Zhong Dui couldn’t figure out what this girl was thinking—a doctorate insisting on coming to their Wolf Fang as a doctor. Wasn’t staying at the hospital good enough?
“Chang Ning, Chang Ning, wake up.”
Gao Zhong Dui gently patted Chang Ning’s cheek.
In his sleep, Chang Ning was not calm at all; in his dream, scenes of fighting the poaching gang kept replaying over and over.
Chang Ning could clearly see the destructive power of bullets entering flesh and the sight of blood splattering.
In the dream, whether it was Chang Ning himself or the poachers, all their behaviors and micro-expressions were clearly visible.
Suddenly called by Gao Zhong Dui, Chang Ning, who was endlessly looping in the dream, lay on the bed with his mind still not clear.
The first thing he did upon opening his eyes was to grab the tactical dagger under the pillow and flip over, pouncing on Gao Zhong Dui.
Caught off guard by Chang Ning’s sudden attack, Gao Zhong Dui was a bit stunned, but as a professional special forces soldier, his individual combat skills were not for show.
The moment Chang Ning drew the dagger, he sprang backward, dodging the fatal strike.
“Chang Ning, sober up! You’re safe now; this isn’t the battlefield!”
Gao Zhong Dui shouted loudly, hoping to wake the still dazed Chang Ning.
Having been in the military unit for decades, he was all too familiar with Chang Ning’s state.
It was a stress reaction people have in dangerous situations to protect themselves, clearly meaning Chang Ning’s subconscious hadn’t escaped the danger yet.
If Chang Ning stayed in this state and couldn’t get out, he was very likely to develop post-traumatic stress disorder.
Post-traumatic stress disorder, abbreviated PTSD.
The main cause of this mental illness is major stress events or trauma leading to subsequent, persistent, delayed emotional and mental disorders.
Chang Ning was now showing the first type of symptoms: repeated flashbacks and appearances of the stimulating scenes, constantly intensifying the stimulation.
Involuntary forced recollections in dreams, reality, and non-reality, triggering severe anxiety reactions and fear reactions.
Overall, it occurs one to six months after a major mental trauma, with duration from months to years or even decades, without relief.
Treating this disease is very troublesome. If Chang Ning couldn’t get through this time, he’d have to be arranged for early discharge.
That would set the record for the shortest discharge time, not even a year.
Seeing Chang Ning still had the desire to attack, for safety’s sake, Gao Zhong Dui first sent the accompanying Tong Youyou out, then subdued Chang Ning.
Once only Gao Zhong Dui and Chang Ning were left in the dormitory, he didn’t waste words with Chang Ning this time. He lunged forward, his long leg whipping like a whip toward Chang Ning’s torso.
The still unconscious Chang Ning was only attacking on muscle memory, and in pure hand-to-hand combat, he was no match for Gao Zhong Dui.
However, with his knife skills, Chang Ning actually held his own against Gao Zhong Dui for a while.
Unfortunately, Chang Ning’s combat was really poor; without knife skills to match his fighting techniques, he still wasn’t Gao Zhong Dui’s opponent.
After adapting to Chang Ning’s rhythm, Gao Zhong Dui seized the opportunity, stepped forward, and used grappling techniques with reverse joint locks to subdue him.
“Good kid, when did you get so good with the knife?”
