Escape from the wasteland and farm: the full-level boss dressed as the best eldest sister

Chapter 164 Post Traumatic Stress Disorder
"..." Bai Junjun froze slightly, and realized that she had asked an invalid question, so she coughed lightly to cover up her embarrassment.

"Xiaoshan, do you remember where you came from?"

Xiao Shan froze for a moment, shaking his head silently.

"Then...do you remember your parents?"

Bai Sasha also joined the group chat.

Xiao Shan still shook his head in a daze.

"Then... what do you remember?"

"I don't remember anything." Xiao Shan replied seriously.

The two sisters looked at each other and finally knew what was wrong with Xiao Shan.

Xiaoshan actually... lost his memory.

"Yes... did you hit a rock in the river?"

Bai Sasha looked at Xiao Shan's head worriedly, but his forehead was smooth and did not seem to be injured.

"Probably temporary amnesia caused by post-traumatic stress disorder."

"?" Bai Sasha was confused, what?

"It's psychopathic response, or PTSD for short, a post-traumatic psychological imbalance."

"???" Bai Sasha was even more confused.

Bai Junjun sighed: "Anyway, let's think that Xiaoshan is too sad and his brain is sick."

"!" Bai Sasha finally understood.

"..." Xiao Shan.

Speaking of which, Xiaoshan is no stranger to encountering the Bai family siblings. They have not experienced the pain of losing a loved one, and it is even more tortuous than what Xiaoshan experienced.

In the turbulence again and again, the clan of nearly a thousand people disintegrated little by little.

From guards to servants to clansmen, aunts, mistresses, brothers and sisters, they fell beside them and died at their feet one by one.

Bai Lingyu didn't even enjoy the benefits of the Baiyang clan, and started a life of fleeing as soon as she learned to walk.

But I don't know if they are too busy running for their lives and have no time to grieve, or the nobles themselves are cold-hearted.

All in all, they have faced death too many times, and they gradually become numb.

However, it is also understandable that the two emotions are different.

Noble ladies and young masters are served by nanny and maids in daily life and food. The mistress and even the aunt don’t need artificial hands, but Xiaoshan is different. Every handful of his shit and urine is pulled by Mrs. Liu, and Xiaoshan usually sleeps mostly by Mrs. Liu was coaxed before she was willing to sleep.

The emotions invested by the two parties are different, and the trauma left behind is naturally different.

"Will Xiao Shan recover?" Bai Sasha was a little worried.

"It depends on him. If he wants to remember, he will remember it naturally. If he subconsciously doesn't want to remember it, maybe he won't remember it for the rest of his life."

In fact, in the late apocalypse, amnesia caused by traumatic disorders is rare. After all, people are numb, and they can live every day, so it doesn't matter whether they were hurt yesterday.

"It's good that Xiaoshan can't remember." Bai Junjun said with emotion: "Sometimes those who forget are happier than those who remember."

Bai Sasha was at a loss for words, but after thinking about it carefully, what she said seemed to be correct.

"I don't know what happened to them."

Thinking of the chaos on the bridge, Bai Sasha panicked.

Seeing the elder sister falling into the water, she and Bai Lingyu jumped into the river without hesitation, and I don't know how Uncle Qiu felt when he saw them jumping into the river together.

I don't know how long I have been in a coma here, and whether it is still the same day here and outside.

"It should be fine."

Li Wenli's noise from the bottom line will definitely make Zhou Tao give up hunting and go back to support.

As long as Uncle Qiu and the others run fast, they will be able to reach Biluo.

"Find Xiaoyu, and we'll go to Biluo to find them." Bai Junjun promised.

Bai Sasha stared blankly at Bai Junjun, and nodded after a long time: "Okay, we'll go back to old Uncle Qiu after we find Xiao Yu."

"?"

Xiao Shan gnawed on the frog's leg while listening to the two whispering.

(End of this chapter)