When I hung up the phone, Guli's father was still crying, but we all looked at each other. The old Uyghur comrades-in-arms looked innocent, and the meaning was obvious, I can't say that. Guli's mother and daughter went over to persuade me, and I, my old comrades-in-arms of the Nawei nationality and the old classmates of the old Han comrades-in-arms walked outside to the living room, and the classmates of the old Han comrades-in-arms complained in a low voice: "Why do you say that?"

"What if you don't say that? The drama has to go on, who knows if his son has to come to see it! Their father and son haven't been in touch for two years, and they haven't been here for the Spring Festival!" The old Uyghur comrades-in-arms were also very helpless.

The son of the old comrade-in-arms of the Han nationality lived in Kuqa, but it was only 200 kilometers, and it didn't take long to reach the place. When I entered the house and saw my father, I didn't believe it at first, so I looked at my father for a long time, and then asked my mother why she was like this. His mother also didn't see her son for more than two years, so she only hugged her son and cried. Of course, she is not crying that her wife has become a vegetative person, but that she has not seen her son's miss for a long time. This is more real, because the son of an old comrade-in-arms of the Han nationality cannot think elsewhere. At this time, Gu Li's father came over to make up for the drama again, hugged the son of his old comrade-in-arms and said I'm sorry for your father, if I went on a trip with him, it might not have happened.

Gu Li's father couldn't pretend to have tears and snot, and the son of the old comrade-in-arms no longer doubted it, and also hugged his father's body and cried, saying that his son is not filial, I'm sorry for you. It wasn't until the evening that everyone's mood eased a little, and the son of an old Han comrade-in-arms came back to his senses and asked his mother for a hospital examination and diagnosis report. I hurriedly said that I had sent all the examination reports to a major hospital in Beijing, and that I was an acquaintance who I was helping to entrust, and I was going to send them for another examination after a while.

The son of the old comrade-in-arms thanked him again and again, and when he saw that Gu Li and I were always sitting together, he thought we were a couple and didn't ask much. I pretended to persuade the wives and children of my old Han comrades-in-arms, saying that a vegetative person could wake up at any time, and that in the future, you should send him home, do a body massage every day, and talk to him more.

Others are easy to say, after all, there are no dead people but just coma, but Guli's father is so sad that he can't do it. He sighed, not to say that this old Han comrade-in-arms must have been hooked away by the comrade-in-arms half a year ago, otherwise how could such a strange thing happen, a good and decent big living person, even if he dies suddenly, it is not strange, but he is not a vegetative person, this doesn't make sense at all.

"Uncle," said the son of an old comrade-in-arms of the Han nationality, "what age is it, you are still so superstitious, what does my father's coma have to do with my Uncle Li!"

Gu Li's father was very excited: "Why not! Do you know how I came here in the past six months? How many times have I seen your Uncle Li talking to me in the middle of the night, and calling me to accompany him outside the window?

Perhaps it touched the sore spot in her heart, and the wife of an old Han comrade-in-arms couldn't help but say: "You still say, how much hatred is there between father and son? Just because you don't agree to invest in you to do business, you are afraid that you will lose money, you don't recognize this father, do you know that on Chinese New Year's Eve in the past two years, your father and I have come in tears?" Her son hung his head and was even more self-reproachful. Seeing this, I finally breathed a sigh of relief, anyway, the most critical step has passed, and all that remains is to recover in two days, which will be much easier.

Two days have passed in the blink of an eye, and in the past two days, the wives and sons of the old comrades-in-arms of the Han nationality have worked harder, and they have to be responsible for making liquid food spoonful by spoonful, and they have to be responsible for urinating and urinating. On the third day, the wives and children of the old Han comrades-in-arms were contacting the vehicle and planning to transport the people back to Urumqi, when suddenly, Guli and her father, who were sitting on the edge of the bed, shouted: "Hey, hey, have you moved?"

As soon as he shouted, everyone ran over to look, and Gu Li's father said that the old comrade-in-arms moved his left finger just now, and it was obvious. Everyone watched for a long time, but they didn't move anywhere, and asked if you were hallucinating. "No way, I'm sure he moved, I swear!" Guli's father was excited. After a few hours of observation, the car pulling people had arrived at the gate of the community, and everyone gave up, only Guli's father said that he would definitely be able to move, let the car go back first, and talk about it tomorrow. There was no way, the son of the old comrade-in-arms had to agree and let the driver come back in two days. Gu Li and I looked at each other, with a smile in our eyes, thinking that this old comrade-in-arms acted quite similarly, and if he didn't wake up right away, it would be fake.

That night, Guli's father insisted on staying by the bedside, and everyone had to follow suit. In the middle of the night, sure enough, Guli's father screamed again, waking everyone up. He told us that just now, he noticed that his old comrade-in-arms' arms had moved twice, and he quickly got up to look, and sure enough, he saw that his old comrades-in-arms' eyelids were also trembling. The son of the old comrade-in-arms was very surprised, and hurriedly hugged his father's head and called out loudly. The wife of his old comrade-in-arms and the old Uyghur comrades-in-arms also used to play in the past, and under everyone's expectations, the old comrades-in-arms "finally" slowly opened their eyes and looked at everyone sluggishly.

"Dad!" the son of the old comrade-in-arms cried, hugging his father tightly, tears crackling and falling down. But the old comrades-in-arms did not react anywhere else except for a few glances. I hurriedly asked everyone to go back to sleep, saying that it would be good to wake up, and now I should let him recover slowly, and only leave one person to take care of him. So, the son of the old comrade-in-arms took the initiative to stay, and we continued to sleep. The next morning, the eyes of the old comrades were more flexible, and by the afternoon they were able to nod and shake their heads, which of course was in our design. Every day after that, he improved, from only nodding and shaking his head, to being able to make all kinds of expressions, from being able to turn his head, to barely raising his arms.

After only three days of lying in the house of his old comrade-in-arms' classmates, he had fully recovered. It is common sense that vegetative people can't recover so quickly even if they wake up, but our design is to come back from the dead, which is equivalent to suspended animation, so we have to speed up the progress. The old comrades-in-arms only acted and spoke a little slower than normal, and often went out of their minds, as if they were in a trance and thoughtful. He told us: "That day, I was watching sheep herding in the grassland at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains, when I suddenly heard a voice calling me, very familiar, like an old comrade-in-arms who died suddenly when the four of them were traveling half a year ago. He looked back and saw the old comrade waving at me in the distance, so I hurried over. But he couldn't catch up, and he chased until it was dark, and he saw his old comrades-in-arms standing in the wilderness, sitting on a big rock and crying. I went over and asked what's wrong, aren't you dead? The old comrade-in-arms said that he missed us very much and hoped that we could accompany him, because he was so lonely here, and there was no one. I was a little scared, and said that I am also dead now, and my old comrades-in-arms asked me if I was reluctant, and I said yes, I still have a wife and children, and my son has not contacted me for more than two years, and I hope to see him again. The old comrade-in-arms nodded and said that you should go back, because he has already come to see you, and you will come to me in a few decades. He asked me to walk in a certain direction, I must not turn a corner, I said goodbye to him and walked by myself, this road is too long, I am too tired to walk, and finally I want to sit down and rest, but I didn't expect to lie directly on the ground, dazed and want to sleep, I heard someone calling me next to me, it seems to be the voice of Gu Li's father, and then I tried to continue walking, and I heard Gu Li's father calling me, I was so tired that I fell asleep on the ground, and then I opened my eyes and saw you. ”