67. You Don't Deserve It!

Qiao Jian froze at his words, staring hard at Suger. He couldn't help asking, "Why?"

"Why would you go this far just to kill me?!"

Suger shook his head. "No, no, no. You've misunderstood."

"I'm saving you."

"Because..."

"You have Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder. Post-War Syndrome."

The Cross Star in Suger's eyes grew larger and larger as he stared at Qiao Jian.

Qiao Jian felt his head growing dizzy. His body had already begun trembling uncontrollably, and he instinctively took two steps back. "You... what are you talking about..."

Suger smiled at that. "You won't admit it?"

"I'm a Psychologist. No one understands my patients better than I do."

"Why did you come in, even though you knew it would be very dangerous?"

"You're afraid."

"You have psychological scars."

"You're afraid that because of you, your Comrades-in-Arms will die, and these civilians will die."

"Relax. I just want to talk with you."

"From the perspective of me as the doctor and you as the patient."

"Am I the one who wants you dead?"

"No, no, no!"

"It's you. You want to die!"

Suger's words seemed to possess a kind of magic. Qiao Jian's head hurt more and more, his gaze already beginning to grow unfocused as his body trembled uncontrollably.

Memories surged in like a tide, drowning him in an instant.

No.

Perhaps he had always been swept up in those memories and had never escaped them.

Everything happening now was a reflection of what had taken place on the battlefield at Dikendandan, in the real world, fifteen years ago.

Only back then, Qiao Jian was twenty-five, just an ordinary soldier in a company.

After a terrorist attack scattered them, the company commander had chosen to keep moving forward, giving the follow-up forces a greater advantage and doing everything possible to