Free Web NovelChapter 371: Chapter 302: Am I a Pervert?!
Sleep was never truly within reach until the day after tomorrow.
"Get up, get up! Eat your meal and move around a bit before going back to sleep!"
In the afternoon, Cao Yi, like an old mother, went knocking on doors from squad to squad, calling people to wake up.
At 4:30 in the morning, the first group returned to the squadron; at 5:20, the second; at 5:30, the third. Upon arrival, it was shower, lights out, pull the bed curtain, and sleep. Each squad was the same, determined to catch up on the past ten days’ worth of sleep in one go, to sleep soundly for a day.
Talking about sleeping for a day, this was only after the following few days in Hanwang, when they were sleeping on the ground, outside the tents.
But that sleep was truly difficult to achieve.
Without even a mat, not to mention a bed sheet, sleeping stiff on bare ground.
Although Hanwang had abundant supplies, due to its previous prosperity, more of the locals were unwilling to leave, and they hadn’t sorted out the beddings clearly, so where was their share?
It was already good enough to have something to use as a pillow.
Otherwise, Fang Huai wouldn’t have gritted his teeth in annoyance as he complained about Old Fang only sending instant noodles and talked about the unequal distribution of supplies in the disaster area.
Sleeping on the ground, even though the sand and dust were swept clean, was tough in late May when the insects began to revive. When sleeping on the ground, not only did one have to deal with flying bugs but also ants. Besides, the local biozone was especially disturbed after the earthquake, so seeing all sorts of unusual insects that lived beneath the soil wasn’t surprising.
The few who slept on the fire trucks were the most stable. However, the seats in the rear of today’s fire trucks were all rigid with sharp edges and with empty call brackets behind. There was nowhere to rest your head; they were designed for wearing helmets during police dispatches. Daring to sleep there meant waking up with a sore back that wouldn’t recover for an entire day. With just four soft front seats in two vehicles for over twenty people, if anyone wanted a soft spot to sleep, they had to draw straws.
It can be said that for the first eight days there was no proper sleep, just fragmented naps, and for the last three or four days, there was no continuous sleep either.
Given these conditions, the satisfaction of hitting the bed upon return was exceptionally unanimous.
Cao Yi himself had set three alarms and almost didn’t make it up.
It was Captain Zhang, who had some sleep during the commute with the big team, that woke him up.
Once Cao Yi climbed out of bed, no one in the entire squadron thought about sleeping anymore.
In the hallway, the male doctor arranged by the big team checked everyone’s condition squad by squad, from six in the morning to six in the afternoon. Even the lowest had slept for 12 hours, and if they still couldn’t wake up, their names were taken down for an injection of Compound Amino Acid solution.
If they still couldn’t recover, they had to go to the hospital.
...
Twenty minutes later, a bunch of soldiers, drunk-like, each received an injection from the doctor stationed at tables by the stairwell and then staggered down the stairs.
Hu Hongzhi and Zhang Yang, who were in a group with Fang Huai providing rescue in Beichuan, along with Qin Hongjun, were all running high fevers that hadn’t subsided.
The whole group with Fang Huai was worn out. In Beichuan, they were in a state of extreme excitement, starting from the vegetable market, leading excavators day after day, digging and digging. As soon as they left Beichuan, something wasn’t right. They managed to hold on until they reached the squadron, but then they collapsed.
When everyone came downstairs and assembled into a square formation, the doctor also came down and said that the three of them likely had some internal environmental disturbances and needed IV treatment.
Fang Huai touched the back of his head listening to this.
Those days, it had always been him commanding the excavator, searching for people while lying on the ground; he was the one who ate all the dust!
The other two were just assisting on the side, handling equipment, search and rescue detectors, and not doing any heavy lifting. How come they couldn’t handle it?
"I’ll go up and take a look!"
Fang Huai, who had just awoken from sleep, was bursting with energy. In fact, the strongest part of his body wasn’t his strength but his internal biology.
"Immune strength" and five organs strengthening made his adaptability tantamount to boundless in any environment that didn’t exceed the limit.
"No need, the doctor has already asked them," Cao Yi stopped him and said, "Hu Hongzhi and Zhang Yang mentioned they might have been a bit too excited over these days, possibly overtaxing mentally. And they also said..."
Cao Yi hesitated.
"You should get a comprehensive check-up as well. Both of them said that your eyes looked unusually excited during those three days... overly so."
The doctor looked at him strangely.
Chen Zhenghai, who had come down later, couldn’t hold back and burst out laughing:
"Instructor Cao, don’t spare his feelings. Hu Hongzhi’s exact words were that he thought his eyes looked especially twisted! Staring at the ground, his eyes were shining like he was watching a porn movie!"
This made all the old soldiers laugh.
Those who hadn’t been there looked on in bewilderment: During an earthquake rescue, what was he staring at the ground for?!
But Fang Huai was stunned for a moment before he angrily said:
"Damn it, how did my eyes start shining? How am I twisted? That was concentration! Concentration! Damn it, I was actually worried for them; they might as well die up there!"
His words were tough, but inside, he felt unsettled. freewebnσvel.cøm
Damn it, I haven’t turned into Fang Huowang, have I?... Those days, I didn’t even feel tired. I couldn’t sleep at night, but aside from being a bit anxious, I felt pretty good.
...Got mental issues, feeling much better?
Cao Yi ignored him, looked down at a small notebook, glanced up at the group, and asked:
"Those of you who dreamed while sleeping today and can still remember the content, raise your hands."
Everyone looked around, a bit puzzled.
Seven or eight people thought for a moment and raised their hands.
Cao Yi looked around, then took out a roster from under his notebook and, while making checkmarks, said:
"We’re screening your physical conditions right now, so you must tell the truth."
Then Zhao Jinchen and Fang Huai also raised their hands.
Fang Huai simply had too good a memory, not just today, he remembered dreams from many days before.
After Cao Yi made a round of checkmarks, he continued, "Those who had longer, continuous dreams, raise your hands, the rest can put your hands down."
Then, four or five people lowered their hands.
"Those who dreamt of an earthquake, raise your hands; others, put them down."
Liu Jianfeng spoke at this moment, "I’m not too sure, seems like I did, but then again, maybe not."
Cao Yi took another look at his notebook and said, "If you have another similar dream, come and find me."
With that, the only ones still holding their hands up were Fang Huai and Sun Jingwu.
After finishing the third round of checkmarks, Cao Yi looked up, "What dreams did you two have?"
Sun Jingwu said, "I... seemed to be trapped somewhere, drinking water, extremely thirsty, and no matter how much I drank, I was still thirsty."
Cao Yi nodded and then turned to Fang Huai.
Fang Huai’s was just awesome.
"I... my dreams are quite scattered, lots of different scenes... parachute jump, went to Yingxiu, landed and saw a fire engine, took the equipment from the truck to rescue... met a few people, saved them all, climbed a mountain to pick fruit for them to eat... they took me to the city... Once in the city, you were all there, I led you to carry out rescue work..."
Cao Yi’s brows furrowed.
"Scattered? Your dream... it’s so logical?"
Fang Huai scratched his head, "How is that not scattered? Jumping from one scene to another, like teleporting. And what do you mean logical? You were knitting sweaters for the displaced people in my dream! The quality of your knitting was pretty good! Moreover, it was scorching hot, and there you were, knitting sweaters, Squad Leader Hao knitting socks, no logic whatsoever."
Everyone laughed.
"Knitting sweaters! Instructor Cao knitting sweaters! Hahaha... Fang Huai, you’ve got some imagination!"
Hao Chengbin laughed as well, "Fang Huai, did you set me up with some needlework too?"
But Old Cao’s face couldn’t muster a smile, "So many dreams, you remember them this clearly?"
Fang Huai laughed, "That’s because I have a good memory."
Cao Yi didn’t dwell on the issue, instead, he looked again at his notebook and a reminded everyone,
"The brigade collaboration psychologist asked me to ask you these questions.
He said, the content of your dreams is related to your sleep and mental state.
The more coherent and logical the dreams are, the more you can remember after waking up, the lighter the sleep.
The content of the dreams might also be related to your psychological stress. Those who frequently repeat the same nightmare may have excessive psychological pressure.
Of course, it’s not absolute. The psychologist has asked me to tell you this in the hopes that you would reflect on it yourselves.
If you feel you’re under mental strain and your dreams have the aforementioned factors, you can sign up with me. The expert will come to the squadron to give you one-on-one psychological consultations, and hypnotherapy is available too, but it won’t be effective if your subconscious resists.
So, sign up voluntarily, it’s not mandatory.
This time, the brigade has given our Special Duty squad a long break. Today is the 25th, Sunday, and it will last until the end of the month. During this time we will have personal rest as well as adjustments to our equipment. For the coming week, the Command Center will not dispatch Special Duty to any emergencies, so everyone doesn’t need to worry about police dispatch and can really relax and rest.
In two or three days, the psychologist will come to our squadron to conduct some psychological relaxation activities for everyone.
Fang Huai, if you keep having such dreams, I suggest you go for a consultation too.
The same goes for the others! Psychologists outside charge a lot! If you have any issues that have been bothering you for a long time, feel free to speak up!
I feel like my memory hasn’t been so great lately, and sleep issues aren’t new to me either, I’ll need to get some consultation myself!"
The last sentence from Cao Yi was actually what the psychologist had told him to say.
Any issue, feel free to speak up.
Talking about issues regarding sleep and memory is also more acceptable to everyone.
It eases everyone’s vigilance, which is actually a prelude to hypnosis.
According to the psychologist’s exact words, as long as you voluntarily enter his office, anything can be coaxed out, and if there’s a psychological problem, it’s easier to detect.
But the psychologist probably didn’t expect someone like Fang Huai, who could remember every detail of his dreams, drawing everyone’s attention.
Everyone looked at Fang Huai differently now.
Fang Huai, pretending to be surprised, touched his head.
"Crap, what’s this, am I the only one with a problem?"
"Hmm..." Zhao Jinchen, with his hands behind his back, said seriously, "It looks like it, Little Fang, are you too tense?"
Hao Chengbin also came over and touched Fang Huai’s forehead, "Kid, rest up. This is a natural disaster, it can’t be helped, don’t keep thinking about it."
The other Old Soldiers also delivered their concerns, one by one.
"Come on, it was just a dream, are you seriously treating me as a freak?"
Fang Huai’s expression was tense, as if he was about to burst out swearing.
Inside, however, he was laughing.
Of course, it was intentional.
He had read enough books to have a bit of understanding about what the psychologist was up to.
But he was playing with something newer.
Sacrificing his self-image for psychological suggestion.
Seeing him in that state would make everyone else believe their psychological issues were minor, and in turn relax and alleviate stress.
True relaxation would lead to better consultations and treatment effects.
Fang Huai watched as everyone gradually came to think he had issues and sighed inwardly.
Damn, I’m being a freak for everyone else’s sake!
