My Wife is Actually a top-tier Soldier King?!
Chapter 385 - 385 385 Midnight Terror!

385: Chapter 385 Midnight Terror!

War Trauma!

385: Chapter 385 Midnight Terror!

War Trauma!

Threaten me?

After Tang Xiao’s old wounds had healed, she really had grown some backbone and developed quite the temper!

“Fine, then!

If you invade my territory, I can’t guarantee what will happen to you!”

Wu Jie stepped back, returning to the right side of the boundary line.

Tang Xiao snorted coldly, “Rest assured, I don’t roll around in my sleep!”

“Oh?

But that night in Liuli City…”

“You!!”

Tang Xiao was instantly filled with embarrassment and anger.

“What about me?

Still going to say you sleep soundly?” Wu Jie teased.

“Listen up, Wu Jie, you are never to mention what happened that night again!”

Raising her voice, Tang Xiao spoke harshly: “And as I’ve said before, let’s write off the past, neither of us should ever bring it up again!”

Wu Jie laughed, “Alright, then!

Goodnight, dear!”

“Shut your mouth!

Don’t call me that!”

“Okay, wifey!”

“You…

you are asking for it, you know?

Believe it or not, I’ll beat you up right now!”

“Come on!

Dare to cross the line?

Just a heads up—I’m warning you, don’t take your risks to challenge my limits!”

“Hmph!

Bastard!

Hooligan!!”

Tang Xiao covered herself entirely with the blanket, ‘hiding’ herself away.

This action was much like how a child sleeps fearing ghosts.

Naively believing that hiding under the blanket makes the ghosts unable to see them.

But what’s the result?

At this moment, even hidden under the blanket, Tang Xiao’s mind was still a mess.

It seems a ghost had already breached her heart.

“He really is a slick-tongued bastard!”

“How did I agree to let him sleep in the house?

Was I out of my mind?”

“Is it because I felt indebted to him for cooking the meals?”

“No!

I can’t be a foodie held hostage, I…

I need to learn to do it myself!”

“But…

cooking is so hard!

His cooking is truly delicious!”

…

Tang Xiao started to let her thoughts run wild again.

Meanwhile, Wu Jie, lying on his side, saw that Tang Xiao hadn’t emerged from under the covers for quite a while and turned over to sleep as well.

Forced melons aren’t sweet!

I prefer a beauty who is willing!

The night was deep.

Clouds densely covered the sky!

A thunderous boom resounded.

A clap of thunder exploded in the sky, soon followed by howling winds.

Large raindrops pattered down, quickly turning into a fierce storm.

In the downpour, lightning and thunder intermixed.

Wu Jie opened his eyes to check; the windows were all closed, with no rain drifting in, so he continued to sleep.

But suddenly!

A blinding white light suddenly illuminated the master bedroom.

Then…

Boom!!

A loud noise, like a heavy bomb exploding.

Tang Xiao was suddenly awakened, reflexively curling into a prone position.

Mumbling incoherently, she tossed and turned.

Having a nightmare?

The rolling thunder sounded indeed as if it was a battle, with the roar of artillery.

Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder from war?

Wu Jie knew that soldiers who had experienced war were prone to such psychological disorders.

After all, war is brutal—not only filled with gunpowder smoke and bullets flying, but also with bloodshed, cruelty, and the pain of parting from life and death.

Those who fail to overcome such psychological barriers after rejoining society can end up with mild insomnia and frequent nightmares or become bloodthirsty and insane in severe cases.

There had been no shortage of news stories about war veterans who couldn’t handle the disorder; some returned to the battlefield as mercenaries, while others picked up guns and killed the innocent.

And now!

Seeing Tang Xiao like this, that carefully ambushed and bloody battle had clearly caused her psychological trauma!

In such a situation!

Wu Jie couldn’t care less about boundaries and immediately moved over to hold Tang Xiao tightly.

Thunder rumbled again and again, Tang Xiao trembled all over, sweating profusely, her nightgown soaking wet.

She clung to Wu Jie as if she were mad, continuously muttering to herself.

“Don’t sleep…

don’t sleep!”

“If you fall asleep, you won’t wake up again!

Don’t sleep!!”

“Get up!

Get up quickly!”

“We’re almost at the border, don’t sleep!”

…

While shouting, Tang Xiao held Wu Jie tightly, her body twisting constantly with great strength.

Wu Jie had no choice but to hold her tightly, rolling around the bed.

It was as if she had returned to that bloody battlefield.

Although she was already injured, she still carried the severely wounded Pang Juan alone, desperately retreating amidst the gunfire and thundering cannonade.

For this kind of psychological trauma of war, no acupuncture or medicine would help.

Having been together for so long, it was the first time Wu Jie had seen Tang Xiao like this; it could be said that her psychological health was fairly good.

Tonight was too special.

The summer thunderstorms were fiercely intense.

The thunder boomed as if a thousand cannons were firing, endlessly resounding.

After what seemed like an eternity, the thunder and lightning finally ceased.

Tang Xiao was drenched in sweat, both tired and hungry.

She slowly opened her eyes and was immediately stunned.

Without realizing it, she had crossed the line and tightly embraced Wu Jie.

Under the faint glow of the bedside sleep lamp, what Tang Xiao saw were eyes filled with tender care and a smile that wasn’t sinister.

“Did the thunderstorm scare you into a nightmare, back to the old ambush?”

Tang Xiao hummed weakly in exhaustion.

She loosened her grip, and Wu Jie immediately let go.

Gasping for breath, her body devoid of strength, she turned over and lay on the bed, and after a while, she said:

“Every summer during thunderstorm weather, I’m prone to getting sick, the doctor says I have a mild case of post-traumatic stress disorder from the war!”

“My psychological state isn’t much different from a normal person’s, but under specific conditions, it can easily induce an episode.”

“The odds of it occurring are too low, and there are no adverse effects on the day-to-day, so there’s really no cure needed, nor a need to cure.”

“But when encountering weather like today’s, I just have to suffer!”

Wu Jie sat up and comforted her, “It’s okay, I will always be by your side!

You’ve been struggling and twisting for so long, you must be hungry, right?

I’ll go cook!”

Tang Xiao hummed weakly in response, truly exhausted.

It was like a person with weak physical strength suddenly running a marathon, their body sore and powerless, thirsty to the extreme.

After taking a few breaths, Tang Xiao tried to struggle up, but she was really devoid of strength, not an ounce of energy left.

At that moment, Wu Jie came back.

“Take this pill with water, it’s good for your body!”

Wu Jie placed the pill by Tang Xiao’s mouth, let her take it, then with one hand helped her sit up and gave her a large cup of warm water.

After putting down the cup, he pulled a pillow up to prop behind her.

“You rest here for a while, don’t hurry to get up to shower!”

Tang Xiao responded with a hum, and then suddenly asked, “What medicine did you give me?

Why does it feel cool and mint-like, making my whole body feel refreshed upon taking it?”

“Don’t worry about it, just know that the medicine is very expensive!”

Wu Jie took the water cup and instructed, “Get some sleep quickly, I’ll call you when the food is ready!”

After giving his instructions, Wu Jie left.

Tang Xiao watched him go with a blank stare, feeling a warm sensation in her chest, her eyes moistening slightly.

She remembered the thunderstorm last year when her trauma was also triggered.

But last year, she was alone, exhausted and weak, unable to even drink water.

Gritting her teeth and struggling, she leaned on the wall to find water to drink and something to eat; it was indeed quite a sorry state.

Today was nothing like that.

With Wu Jie’s care, she could take medicine and drink water even while lying down.

However…

That pill of unknown composition really did make her body feel comfortable.

The feeling of fatigue and weakness gradually disappeared, leaving only hunger.

Slowly getting up, Tang Xiao went to find clothes to shower.

After the shower, she felt even hungrier.

Arriving in the dining room, she just met Wu Jie bringing out the dishes.

“I’ve prepared a medicinal meal and cooked two plates of meat for you…”

Wu Jie didn’t finish his sentence, stopping in his tracks.

Tang Xiao fell silent, her eyes looking at Wu Jie with a pitiful gaze, as two rows of tears fell from her eyes…