father - home

The sun only came out for a short while, when Zhao woke up, and then he got into Zhao's ward entirely.The sky seemed to crouch down, gloomy and oppressive, the dim daylight lingered until four o'clock in the afternoon, and reluctantly disappeared, and darkness came.

I also reluctantly left that warm, bright, lively hut.

While Zhao was sleeping, Ernst came and was blocked by me at the door of the ward.

"Are you ready..." Halfway through the words, his eyes widened. "What's wrong?"

"He's awake." I lowered my voice, but didn't suppress my joy. "Zhao woke up!"

"Really!" Ernst hugged me.If we weren't about the same height, he would have picked me up and turned me around three times. "God has eyes! That's great! I'll go and see him."

"Wait, he's asleep now."

Ernst looked at me, holding back a smile with difficulty. "Okay then, I'll tell Ellen."

Ellen knew it, the Professor knew it, Martin knew it, a lot of people knew it.As a result, people came and went in the laboratory, but I kept them out of the ward.

Martin and the others got a small piece of pine tree, half a meter high.Hang shiny metal strips and pine cones picked up in the snow on the branches, and it turns out to be a real Christmas tree.

Ellen brought a bunch of candles.I don't know how he got it, candles are also war reserve materials.

The professor brought a small basket of apples and some canned food.Apples are not big and not popular, so they cannot be sold as commodities, but for these prisoners, they are a rarity.Canned food, like fish, is definitely not available to ordinary prisoners.

Ernst contributed his collection of Bordeaux wines.Also, he came to my dorm and collected everything: alcohol, cigarettes, chocolates and pretzels.

Seeing the packs of cigarettes in his hand, I frowned slightly, not because I was reluctant to part with these cigarettes, but because Zhao still couldn't bear the stimulation of the smell of cigarettes.

Ernst smiled and approached me: "Don't worry, no one will smoke in the house. They love him too."

I immediately lowered my face, but seeing Ernst's innocent and playful smile, I still couldn't help laughing.

This time, Zhao fell asleep for a long time, and it was already afternoon when he woke up.Because of weakness, it was sweating all over again.I helped him wipe and change his clothes, and he looked around restlessly.

"What's wrong?" I already guessed.

Sure enough, Zhao hesitated for a moment, and still whispered a little embarrassedly: "I want to pee."

This time is not bad, Zhao has calmed down a lot, which shows that he is trying to accept me.Not to mention anything else, it is not easy to regard me, an SS officer, as a normal friend.

I brought the urinal and comforted him with a smile.

As time passed, the smile on my face became a rigid display, while Zhao's brows became more and more wrinkled, and his expression became more and more painful. The thing I was worried about still happened.

After morning Zhao woke up, I pulled out the catheter for him, but he had been in a coma for too long, and it was difficult to recover his urination function all at once.

Zhao shook his head.

"how?"

"no need."

"Why not?"

"I can't pee."

"Try again, don't worry, relax, try to relax."

After a while, beads of sweat oozed from Zhao's forehead, his hands tightly gripped the bed sheet, his expression changed in pain.

Zhao shook his head. "never mind."

I pressed lightly on his lower abdomen, every time I pressed, Zhao's face twitched.I can't wait any longer. If I wait any longer, not only Zhao will be extremely painful, but his life will be in danger.So I turned around and got a catheter. "Don't worry, I'll help you."

Zhao looked at the tube in my hand, then at me, fear gradually gathered in his eyes.

"Don't be afraid, I will be very light."

Zhao shook his head slightly, opened his mouth, wanted to speak, but didn't.

I understood that he was not afraid of pain, but after he was worried, I comforted him and said, "Don't worry, this is just to help you. I think we are too anxious, and we have to recover slowly."

I tried my best to be careful, but the pain was unavoidable. From the beginning to the end, Zhaodu remained motionless and silent.I thought he would close his eyes or look away, but when I looked up, I found him staring at me. I panicked, my hands shook, and Zhao hummed softly in pain.

"sorry!"

Before I could say anything, Zhao had already apologized to me.Did he apologize for moaning, or for staring at me?Or both, because he thought he was making me nervous.

I removed the catheter when I was done. "Let's take it slowly, don't hold back for so long in the future, don't worry, it will be fine."

Zhao nodded, let out a long breath, and smiled. "Well, I'm not worried, can people be suffocated to death by urine?"

Zhao began to look around the ward happily, his eyes flickering like a child's, after he was relieved of the heavy burden on his body.

"I think this is the busiest place in the entire camp today. When you woke up, they brought these and said they planned to celebrate the festival here."

"You don't object?"

"Me? Can I object?" I asked with a smile. "Besides, I'm not here, you are too deserted by yourself, it's a big holiday."

"Not here? Where are you going?"

"Didn't you hear? I asked for leave."

"I didn't hear that. Now that the leave is granted, I have to go, or else..." Zhao is a soldier, so he knows the power of it.

Feeling disappointed, I comforted him and said, "Besides, I haven't been home for a long time. Today is Christmas Eve. I want to go back and have a look."

"Yes!"

Zhao nodded, lost his mind, and asked after a while, "When are you coming back?"

"tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?" Zhao's eyes lit up again.

"My home is very close, and I can make a round trip in three hours. I will be back early tomorrow morning."

Zhao nodded, but didn't speak.

"Zhao."

"Ok?"

"Tonight, don't be too tired, try to rest as much as possible, remember, don't drink."

Zhao nodded again, a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"You hear me, don't drink. Your stomach can't take it."

"I know, I don't know how to drink."

snort!This annoys me. "Also, Ernst is on duty. I asked Ellen to stay here with you at night. If you feel uncomfortable, you must tell him."

"No need, I'm much better now, don't bother me any more."

"No, Zhao, you just woke up, and you still can't get off the ground, so you can't be careless. You don't need to worry about these things, just take a good rest."

I arranged everything and left the ward when Ellen arrived.

When the door of the room was closed behind him, the feeling of loss and melancholy was unexpected to be so strong.In the ward, among Zhao's friends, I was an outsider.I can feel that Zhao will feel more at ease after I leave.why is that?It's not just because my feelings for Zhao are different, but also... and these people, the prisoners in this house, in the past, should be neighbors, colleagues, and friends. They would nod and say hello when they met on the street; Because of academic differences in the office, the faces were flushed; they met for travel, visits, and visits during holidays.But now, I am against them, and I hold the power of their life and death.Maybe because of Zhao, they no longer see me as a devil, but we still can't break through the wall of separation in each other's hearts.