Emergency Doctor Mercenary Road

   Chapter 719 Bread of 1942

  The SS guards were yelling at the prisoners who had not left after seeing their illnesses, and drove them to work.

   He didn't pay attention to Lu Fei's boring consultation and treatment.

"The leader sent me to rescue you, come find me when you have time." Lu Fei said quickly in a very low voice, and then said loudly: "You have a migraine and a little anxiety, mainly because of mental problems. Just relax! No medication needed."

   "Really? Are you sure?" Yakov asked, trembling.

   "3214, don't worry, everything will be fine!" Lu Fei whispered four numbers and then raised the volume.

   Yakov frowned, his eyes lit up instantly after thinking about it.

  Lu Fei let go of his hand and stuffed something into his palm.

   "Thank you Brother Vladimir, I'll ask you to take a look later if you feel uncomfortable." Yakov stood up reluctantly and looked back again.

  Lu Fei smiled at him confidently, nodded slightly, turned his head and shouted:

   "Next, what's wrong with you? Also mentally ill? No way."

   Yakov clenched the thing in his hand tightly and walked away as if nothing had happened. Pretend to be tired and rest, hide in the corner and sit.

   He is an important political prisoner, and his management will be relatively loose, so he can rest properly. Exhausting him to death, the Eagle Party will lose more than the gains.

   Seeing that there was no one left or right, he looked down at the soft thing in his hand.

   That's a cheese block.

   Yakov put it in his mouth, he didn't dare to bite with his mouth for fear of being discovered, so he swallowed it.

   He naturally thinks that this Vladimir is so powerful that he can sneak into the concentration camp and bring cheese in!

  The motherland has not forgotten me! Father didn't forget me, he sent someone to save me!

   Yakov recalled the hardships he had suffered, and when he thought of the sudden ray of light, he couldn't help but feel sadness, tears rolled down unconsciously, and wept silently.

   The other inmates next to him saw him crying suddenly and silently, and looked up at Lu Fei.

  This doctor is amazing, just a few words can untangle the patient's heart, tsk tsk.

   Lu Fei had been treating the inmates all morning. Although there was a lack of doctors and medicines, he had relieved the pain of most people or suggested appropriate treatment methods.

   His performance pleased the SS guards.

   In the afternoon, Lu Fei was sent to a barracks exclusively for Jews to see a doctor, instead of having him work in a factory that made military lunch boxes.

   This made the Polish prisoner extremely angry but helpless.

   The day passed quickly and at 6pm the prisoners were rushed to the dining room.

   In front of the long dining table, the prisoners sat on both sides of the dining table in a regular manner, their bodies straight. In front of each person is a plate with two slices of rye bread and a little vegetable soup.

  Lu Fei was taken to the area where the political prisoners were located in the cafeteria.

   He smiled and sat beside Yakov.

   Yakov saw him sitting beside him, his pale and withered face flushed slightly, as if he had met his first love. Immediately, he restrained himself and calmed down.

   "Beep beep beep!"

After the    whistle, the prisoners began to get started, grabbing rye bread, dipping it in vegetable soup, and sending it to their mouths.

   It looked like he was starving.

  Lu Fei was in no hurry, grabbed a piece of rye bread with a bitter face and took a bite.

  The rough texture and sour taste made Lu Fei, who was used to eating fine clothes and jade, dislike it.

   Beside Yakov, he swallowed, as if he was afraid of being robbed.

   Just after taking a few bites, the prisoner sitting opposite Yakov stretched out a hand to the piece of rye bread left on Yakov's plate!

  Lu Fei frowned and looked towards the opposite side.

Opposite    was a tall, thin, red-nosed white young man with a contemptuous face, as if he was determined to win. At first glance, he always eats and cooks, and usually grabs Yakov's bread.

   Maybe his confidence was ignited, maybe someone was on the side, but this time Yakov didn't let him take the bread.

   He daringly hit the devil's claw, with a loud snap!

  The Polish prisoner who was walking around followed the sound and glared at Yakov.

   The red nose on the other side smiled proudly and stretched out his hand again!

   Yakov's face was flushed, but he didn't dare to move. He knew that if he moved again, he would be cleaned up by the Polish prisoners. These Poles belonged to a group.

   Before that claw touched the bread, a hand that suddenly appeared grabbed the wrist tightly.

   The red nose was sore, and looked up in anger.

   Lu Fei smiled and grabbed his wrist, pinching it calmly.

   "Ah! It hurts, let go!"

   "Your paws seem to stick to someone else's plate, which is not a good habit."

   "You! That's allowed by the prisoner!"

   "Ha, then I have to ask Sergeant Franz, can prisoners deprive others of food? Who do you think you are? Who does this prisoner think he is!"

  Lu Fei let go of his red-nosed wrist and looked up at the Polish prisoner standing on the side, his eyes full of provocation.

  Polish prisoner's head and chest kept heaving, panting heavily, but he didn't dare to raise his stick to hit Lu Fei again.

  The SS guard had already warned him not to touch Lu Fei, and if he started again, he might have to go to the gas chamber to smoke.

   And the cigarette of that brand is too high, so you can't spit it out.

   "Don't cause trouble! Eat well!" The Polish prisoner reprimanded vaguely before turning his head and leaving.

   Leaving behind a stunned white young man, this was the first time the fellow prisoner did not cover him.

   His outlook on life was strongly impacted.

"Brother Yakov, are you feeling better? By the way, I don't like brown bread, you can take this slice." Lu Fei picked up another slice of bread on his plate with a smile and lightly covered it on Yakov's plate. on that slice of bread.

   "This, how can this be done."

   "I'll do what I say. Some people won't give it when they rob it, and some people don't want me to give it. It's just self-willed." Lu Fei raised his eyebrows and looked at the red nose that was red and white.

   Yakov pursed his lips, nodded vigorously, and was about to pick up the bread.

   "Eat the two slices together, so that no one will remember." Lu Fei said casually.

   Yakov didn't suspect him, grabbed two folded slices of bread and stuffed it into his mouth.

   Kacha went down, Yakov turned his head slightly, his eyes widened.

   "It's delicious, everyone else's food is delicious, right?"

   "Mmmm!" Yakov nodded frequently, chewing and chewing at an astonishingly fast speed.

   The nearby prisoners had good noses, and they smelled ham. They had to sigh that they had not seen meat for many years, and had hallucinations because of hunger.

   In just a few dozen seconds, Yakov devoured the two slices of bread, and he did not forget to raise his chin provocatively towards the red nose on the opposite side. The mockery in his eyes was very obvious.

   The piece of bread went down to Lu Fei and hid two slices of ham. Yakov was too thin and could not run far without quickly replenishing nutrients.

  The dinner was over in ten minutes, and when the whistle blew, the prisoners stood up reflexively.

   "Line up in order to return to the camp, no noise, no lingering."

   Someone shouted, and the prisoners started immediately, and the order was like children queuing up for an exercise in a kindergarten.

   walked neatly but was useless.

  Lu Fei and Yakov walked side by side, and said softly, "Where is your bed, I'll come to you at night."

   After saying this, Lu Fei's old face flushed slightly, as if he felt something was wrong.

   Yakov nodded slightly: "The last bed against the wall, the lower bunk, but the prisoner will ask us not to move."

  Lu Feiren leaned over: "I see, I'll find a way to kill him first, it won't work without him."

   After saying that, his face turned red again, and he felt uncomfortable all over.

   Without waiting for them to speak again, the head of the prisoner walking back and forth passed them, the two immediately shut up, and continued to move forward with no expression on their faces.

Within a few minutes, twenty or so political prisoners entered the exclusive barracks and dispersed.

   A few well-connected Americans or British got together and sat in the lower bunk to chat; a few political prisoners from other countries sat together; and three Poles also got together, among them the red nose grabbing bread.

  Lu Fei felt a little silly when he saw that he could chat before going to bed at night.

   If you have something to say before going to bed, it will be over.

  Lu Fei still looked around cautiously, but the prisoner's head hadn't come back yet.

   He strode forward, walked to the end of the barracks dormitory, and sat down beside Yakov. On the other side of Yakov's bed was an acquaintance, the Alyosha who had a subcutaneous cyst burst.

  In the small barracks, everyone gathered together according to their nationalities.

   They need to relax and have friends, otherwise people will easily get sick and go crazy under such high pressure.

  To maintain production efficiency, Chinese people naturally abide by scientific laws.

   "Alyosha, a new comrade is here, help lookout for the wind, don't let others come over." Yakov patted Alyosha on the shoulder softly.

   Alyosha nodded obediently, got up and walked forward a few beds, sitting on the unoccupied bed, occupying the aisle.

   "Comrade Vladimir! The savior is finally here. Did your father send you here?" Yakov grabbed Lu Fei's right hand with excited hands, shaking it constantly.

   "Calm down! Yes, it was his order, and the Cheka found me on a mission."

   "The moment you reported my phone number, I knew you were definitely not from the Gestapo!"

   "You're all locked up here. What's the point of having a country spy to fool you."

   "By the way, how's the war going? Is Moscow dangerous? Is father okay?" Yakov immediately asked the most concerned question.

"Don't worry, I will answer you one by one. Now our army and the German army are fighting on the front lines of Rzhev and Vyazma. We won the battle of Moscow, and the German army was driven out. The other fronts are still in fierce fighting, and we have already Slow down!"

   "Great, my father is still the iron-fisted leader who doesn't disappoint!"

   "He's fine too, okay, let's not talk about these details, it's not important."

   "Ahem, this is also a detail? Well, you say."

   "I have a piece of milk chocolate here, eat it quickly! Listen to me while you eat it."

   "Okay! I haven't eaten meat and chocolate for almost a year." Yakov took the chocolate and immediately tore the package and stuffed it into his mouth.

"I'll give you these, because the top priority is to strengthen your physical fitness. I will arrange a prison break soon! Without good physical strength, you can't escape from the concentration camp, Germany and Europe!" Lu Fei took the chocolate wrapping paper. put it in the pocket.

   "In such a hurry? Has everything been arranged?" Yakov was extremely surprised and felt very unreal.

   "You don't have to know the details, as long as you are prepared, it can be as short as 3-5 days or as long as a week, and I will definitely take you to jailbreak!"

"Hmm! That's great, I'd rather die on the way out of prison than stay here. The Gestapo will come to interrogate me and torture me every once in a while! The nasty prisoner will also beat me up and ask people to rob me of bread. ."

   "Why did you offend him? I don't think you look like an arrogant person." Lu Fei asked suspiciously.

   "They are Poles, they belong to the Polish Defense Staff, and they hate that we and the Chinese have carved up their motherland for 39 years!"

   "Humph, well deserved! Hate the Bolshevik European shit!"

   "Isn't it a corrupt country?"

   "They also count. Don't worry, I will pull out this nail first, otherwise we will be found by the prisoners as soon as we leave the barracks and report to the SS."

   (end of this chapter)