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Chapter 1226 Star Wish: PTSD and Trauma Transplantation

Yang Bin's thumb stroked the switch of the recorder as he listened to Su Xingya's confused narration: "He said... those documents were fake, the gasoline barrel... No, it was a red wine glass, no! It was blood, a lot of blood..."

She suddenly grabbed Gu Yunqian's wrist, her nails almost digging into his flesh, "Yunqian, his eyes were open, I clearly saw the bullet pass through..."

Gu Yunqian held her trembling body in his arms, stared at Yang Bin with sharp eyes, and signaled for a pause.

Yang Bin gently closed the notebook. From a psychological point of view, Su Xingya was in the acute stage of post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD), and confusion between memory flashbacks and reality was a typical symptom.

"That's all for today." He handed the warm water to Su Xingya's lips, "You did a good job, take a rest first."

After Su Xingya fell into a deep sleep under the effect of the drug, Yang Bin and Gu Yunqian walked out of the ward side by side. The fluorescent tubes in the corridor made a slight hum, which was very much like the tense nerves of the two people.

Yang Bin pulled out his phone and pulled up his notes: "She mentioned that Yun Han had saved her from three fatal crises, two at Gu Minghao's drinking party, and one at the warehouse confrontation - but the timeline is completely messed up. This is a fragmented memory caused by trauma."

Gu Yunqian pinched his brows, the phone in his suit pocket still vibrating with work news. "Have you pieced together the whole story?"

"Seventy percent." Yang Bin pushed up his glasses, his eyes behind the lenses revealing professional rigor. "Yun Han has been a double agent for Gu Minghao for a long time, and has endured inhuman torture to protect Su Xingya. These behaviors are consistent with the 'savior complex' - when a person over-identifies with the suffering of others, he will have a strong compensatory redemption impulse."

Under the cold white light of the convenience store, two cups of American coffee were steaming on the glass table.

Gu Yunqian stirred the ice in the cup, and the metal spoon made a sharp sound. "He said, 'I did all kinds of shameful things for her in the dark.' I thought he was crazy at the time, but now I think..." He suddenly stopped, his eyes sharp as an eagle, "You said before that Yunhan visited Xiao Yuner frequently?"

Yang Bin's fingers formed frost on the coffee cup. As a senior executive with a background in psychology, he immediately grasped the key point: "You mean 'trauma transplantation'? When individuals experience similar trauma sources, they may develop vicarious trauma empathy and internalize the pain of others into their own experience. I remember Xiao Yuner..."

Gu Yunqian put the cup down suddenly, and the brown liquid splashed out in small drops. "Xiao Yuner has been locked up in a sanatorium for decades."

"Xiao Yun'er can recognize Yun Han as her son." He pulled up the surveillance screenshots on his phone. In the picture, Yun Han's back was carrying a thermos bucket and walking towards the sanatorium. His posture was strikingly similar to the one when he brought stomach-nourishing porridge to Su Xingya. "The two should have had a conversation. He completely projected Su Xingya's behavior and thinking patterns onto Xingya!"

From the perspective of clinical psychology, this kind of "traumatic role replacement" is not uncommon: when an individual is unable to directly repair his or her own trauma, he or she will complete compensatory healing on others by replicating similar scenes.

Perhaps during his visit to Xiao Yuner, Yunhan gradually engraved in his heart the feeling of a mother's love but the humiliation she endured.

"What's even more terrifying is this." Gu Yunqian slid the screen and pulled up the file records in Yunhan's office. "He collected all the photos of Xiao Yuner when she was young. Her hairstyle, clothing, and even hair accessories are highly consistent with Xingya's recent style. This has gone beyond a simple crush and is a typical traumatic projective identification - he not only embodies Xiao Yuner's pain, but also tries to shape Su Xingya into the one who needs to be saved."

An ambulance siren suddenly sounded outside the convenience store, and the sharp sound pierced the night.

Yang Bin looked at the red and blue lights rushing past outside the window and thought of Yun Han’s final madness in the warehouse.

The special assistant who always had a gentle smile on his face, perhaps he had already sacrificed himself to this redemption ritual woven from trauma in countless late nights when he was helping the Su family solve problems.

"Notify the psychiatrist," Gu Yunqian stood up and poured the cold coffee into the trash can. "Xingya needs systematic trauma treatment. As for Yunhan..." He looked towards the direction of the hospital building. The window of the intensive care unit was like a deep black hole in the night. "When he wakes up, I want to hear him explain in person why he imposed his obsession with his mother on Xingya."

Yang Bin stood up and tightened the lid on the unfinished coffee. This dilemma of love and trauma is far more complicated than it seems.

Yun Han's silent whisper of "Xingya... Don't..." in a half-awake state, was it a plea to keep his lover, or was it Xiao Yun'er's confession to someone? Perhaps the answer will only be revealed when he opens his eyes...

When the morning light shines through the blinds, casting mottled shadows in front of Su Xingya's bed, Gu Yunqian holds her hand, and his fingertips gently stroke the pinholes on the back of her hand.

The psychotherapist is guiding softly: "Try to recall a safe scene, such as the place where you had your first date with Mr. Gu..."

Su Xingya's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her voice was as light as a feather floating in the air: "At the beach... the wind was very gentle that day, and he picked up a lot of shells for me..."

Such conversations have been repeated over the past half month.

From the initial panic attack to being able to calmly recall the beautiful moments now, Gu Yunqian witnessed every tiny progress.

Whenever Su Xingya broke down, he would hold her in his arms and hum her favorite songs; when she resisted treatment, he would make her favorite desserts in different ways, scoop up a spoonful with a spoon, and coax her: "Try a bite, and after you finish, we will go to the garden to bask in the sun."

Day after day, week after week! It wasn't until the doctor gave a diagnosis that Gu Yunqian took the next step!

That day, the two of them were basking in the sun in the garden as usual. Yang Bin appeared at the right time with the sorted materials in his hand.

Seeing this, Gu Yunqian stopped and looked down at the person in the wheelchair. At this moment, Su Xingya seemed very calm and could already smile!

Sure enough, the efforts during this period have paid off...

Just as Gu Yunqian was thinking this in his mind, he felt a soft touch on the back of his hand. It was Su Xingya grabbing his hand!

"Xingya, long time no see!" His tone was gentle, as if he was afraid of scaring away a fragile butterfly.

Su Xingya tilted her head and tried to recall: "Hello... If you need my cooperation in anything, I think I should be able to do it!" Hearing Su Xingya say this, Gu Yunqian's hands tightened unconsciously, and a pang of pain arose in his heart. Why couldn't he protect her at that time?

At the same time, in the intensive care unit, Yunhan's condition concerned everyone. Although he woke up many times in a daze, none of them indicated that his condition was improving.

His lungs were severely infected by the bullet and he had a high fever for two weeks.

The doctor issued critical illness notices again and again, and the alarm of the electrocardiogram monitor sounded sharp from time to time.

The nurses went in and out frequently, changing dressings, suctioning sputum, and adjusting ventilator parameters, and every move was made with great care.

The turning point came late at night in the third week.

During a routine check, the nurse on duty found that his fingers moved. The news spread quickly, and Gu Yunqian rushed to the scene immediately.