Chapter 127: Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder

Lu Jiu's heart was moved for a while, but he caught a glimpse of two figures in the afterglow, and reprimanded him seriously: "What else do you know besides eating?" ”

Fu Lanqing: "??? "Didn't you say you're hungry? I'm just doing what I like!

The next moment, the head catcher came with a child of seven or eight years old.

Fu Lanqing has become a cold county magistrate again.

The head catcher hugged his fist at Fu Lanqing: "My lord." ”

Fu Lanqing snorted, but his eyes fell on Lu Jiu.

"What's your name, little friend?"

Hearing Lu Jiu's question, the child was instinctively a little scared.

He kept shrinking behind the headcatcher.

Since that incident, he has gradually become taciturn, which is post-traumatic stress disorder.

"Don't be afraid, uncle is here." The head catcher coaxed his little nephew, pointed at Lu Jiu and said, "This sister is a good person and will not hurt you." ”

Only then did the child look at Lu Jiu.

Lu Jiutian grew a harmless face, especially when she laughed, the feeling of innocence and harmlessness would be magnified, and people couldn't help but trust her.

Although the child was a little scared, he still stumbled and said, "Little ...... Little Tiger. ”

Lu Jiu took out a piece of maltose and asked gently, "Do you want to eat it?" ”

He swallowed his saliva and asked timidly, "Can ...... May I? ”

"Absolutely."

Lu Jiu directly stuffed the maltose into his mouth.

"Sweet or not?"

"Sweet!"

Lu Jiu chatted with Xiaohuzi for a few more words, and the two quickly became familiar with each other, and gradually let Xiaohuzi let go of his defense.

"Who gave you your name?"

"Daddy."

"Is there any moral to it?" Lu Jiu's voice was very gentle: "Did Daddy want to make Xiaohuzi as brave as a tiger, so he gave Xiaohuzi this name?" ”

Xiaohuzi nodded: "Also, when Xiaohuzi grows up, he will be as powerful as his uncle and catch the bad guys!" ”

"In the future, Xiaohuzi will definitely be even more powerful than his uncle!"

Being praised by Lu Jiuyi, Xiaohuzi smiled shyly, a little embarrassed.

Lu Jiu led the topic in that direction: "Does the little tiger remember what the bad guy looks like?" ”

"I ...... I do not know. ”

That little face suddenly lost its blood, and his eyes were evasive, a little frightened.

"Didn't Xiaohuzi say that when he grows up, he wants to catch bad guys like his uncle?" Lu Jiu took his little hand and gave him strength, his voice became soft, with a hint: "You can catch the bad guy now, as long as you tell my sister what this bad guy looks like, we can catch him and don't let him continue to hurt people!" ”

Xiaohuzi looked at Lu Jiu with some uneasiness: "Is it really possible?" ”

"Absolutely."

"Yes...... But what if I forget? ”

In the end, I bowed my head in shame.

How can you really forget that kind of thing happened?

Mainly because he was too scared, he had already developed PTSD, and he refused to mention it in his heart, and he didn't want to remember it subconsciously.

As long as he crosses this hurdle, he will naturally be able to remember the appearance of the bad guy and help solve the case.

The main ancient healing has always been the treatment of physical trauma, and there is no awareness of how serious the psychological trauma is.

Fortunately, when she was in college before, she was dragged by her roommate to see the psychology teacher give two lectures.

Well, the roommate was a nymphomaniac at the teacher the whole time, so she listened carefully to the class.