An extraordinary life journey through old Beijing courtyard houses

It can only be said that cars these days are made of high-quality materials and weigh several tons, which is why we have the current situation.

If it were a newer model car, it would most likely have been torn to shreds after the previous collision.

At this moment, Rose also realized what was happening and clung to the carriage, asking, "Mike! Mike, are you alright?"

Jiang Baobin gently pushed her aside and then slipped out.

Jiang Baobin turned around, grabbed Smith's shirt, and forcibly dragged him out.

Then he ran to call a tricycle.

Only during this process did he look at the jeep that caused the accident.

The windshield was shattered, and a guy was lying motionless on the hood, his fate unknown.

When the tricycle driver saw Smith covered in blood, he didn't want to take him.

Jiang Baobin threw two silver dollars at him (in the end, he became the kind of person he hated), and cursed:

"Wash it if it's dirty, change it if you can't wash it. If you delay the rescue, you'll regret it!"

The coachman immediately backed down and helped Jiang Baobin get Smith into the car.

Jiang Baobin was already covered in dirt, so he simply held Smith's bleeding head to avoid further injury.

Rose, on the other hand, rode in another car with her two children.

Now that she had completely calmed down, she instructed Jiang Baobin to go to "Peking Union Medical College Hospital".

Fortunately, she mentioned it, otherwise Jiang Baobin would definitely have gone to the nearby "Municipal Beiping Hospital", which is about a kilometer away.

In terms of technical level, Concord is clearly superior.

As the car bumped along, something on Smith's body made him uncomfortable.

Reaching in, they pulled out a pistol from his shirt pocket.

This is a good thing, and Jiang Baobin stuffed it into his bag without hesitation.

First of all, I've sacrificed myself to save others, and instead of being grateful, you're using this thing to poke at me. That's wrong of you, and it must be confiscated for now.

Secondly, since your fate is uncertain, what's the point of keeping this thing?

Finally, even if you're lucky and nothing happens to you, just give it back to him, right?

I didn't intend to hide it; I was just temporarily keeping it for you. Otherwise, I can't keep having it bothering me all the time, can I?

Smith was in really bad shape; he was bleeding from all seven orifices, his face was flushed, and he was convulsing incessantly.

Jiang Baobin didn't know what caused this.

Once he arrived at the hospital, Jiang Baobin basically had nothing to do.

There are doctors and nurses in the medical department, and Rose makes the decisions.

No, that's not right. He's in charge of looking after the children.

Rose's two children are four and three years old.

They look quite cute, like two big dolls.

He had been quite frightened before, but children are easy to coax, and he was soon captivated by Jiang Baobin's story.

This guy doesn't know how to tell the stories of Little Red Riding Hood and Snow White.

Instead, it's my classic story about growing flowers: "Three Battles with the White Bone Demon".

The novel vividly portrays Sun Wukong's unwavering loyalty, Tang Sanzang's pedantry and gullibility, and Zhu Bajie's treacherous and slanderous words.

The two children listened with rapt attention, constantly asking, "And then what happened?"

See? The stories of our ancestors are still the most captivating; even foreign children love to listen to them.

Just as the story was unfolding, an old man came looking for his wife and daughters, and Pigsy shouted, "Disaster is coming..."

Rose, looking exhausted, hurried over.

Seeing that Jiang Baobin was taking good care of the two children, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

This morning, from parting with her brother to Smith's car accident, was quite a ordeal for her.

Jiang Baobin quickly moved his coat aside to make room for him.

Rose noticed the bloodstains on the clothes; the top was clearly ruined.

She nodded in thanks.

Jiang Baobin became concerned about Smith's condition.

Rose shook her head and said, "It's very bad. There's a skull fracture and internal bleeding."

"Surgery is necessary, otherwise the person will die very quickly due to excessive intracranial pressure."

Jiang Baobin shook his head inwardly: Brain surgery in the new century is no joke, let alone now.

This time, that arrogant guy Smith is really going to get himself into trouble.

Of course, I can't say what I think out loud; I'm not stupid.

"We have an old saying in the gardening world: good people are always blessed. I believe Mr. Smith will pull through."

He went on and on with words of comfort, like these.

Rose listened silently with an ambiguous expression.

She didn't say anything, but her youngest daughter started yawning as she listened.

Rose looked at Jiang Baobin and asked, "Jiang, Tom said you're a trustworthy person, so can I trust you?"

Jiang Baobin had a headache. He had already made up his mind. After seeing Tom off, he would stay away from Dongjiaomin Lane from then on.

Although dealing with these foreigners less may cost you a lot of money, it will also save you a lot of trouble in the future.

But who brought this upon themselves?

Tom just left and this happened, leaving Rose and her child alone. It would be really unfair of me to ignore it.

So, forcing a smile, she replied, "Of course, Rose. You should know my relationship with Tom. Just let me know if you need anything."

Rose nodded in satisfaction, opened her elegant little handbag, took out two banknotes, and handed them to him.

At the same time, he verbally instructed, "Pete and Emma should take their afternoon nap."

"Could you please help me get them home safely and hand them over to the maid?"

Jiang Baobin replied, "Of course, I'd be happy to serve your wife, but there's no need for money."

"You know, Tom has always been very generous to me, and I've never had a chance to repay him."

Rose shook her head firmly: "Tom is Tom, and I am me..."

Seeing that Jiang Baobin was still trying to refuse, Rose said directly, "Stop making excuses, we don't need this little bit of money."

Wow! Since you're being so arrogant, I guess I'll just have to accept it reluctantly.

In fact, Jiang Baobin had been itching to get his hands on it for a long time. Goodness, that's 20 dollars!

Rose clearly wanted to compensate for the clothes, and also to express her gratitude for saving her life.

How much are clothes worth? It's not even a matter of saving a life.

Even if I hadn't shown up, it would have been just a matter of time before Smith was taken to the hospital.

When Jiang Baobin took his child downstairs, he happened to run into Elizabeth running upstairs with one foot on each step.

Upon seeing Jiang Baobin, he immediately asked, "How did it go?"

At the same time, he looked around and saw that the children were all safe and sound, which reassured him a lot.

"We're in the operating room right now, Rose's upstairs," Jiang Baobin replied as briefly as possible.

Since surgery is being performed, it means the injury is quite serious, but at least there is still hope.

Elizabeth had already noticed Jiang Baobin's disheveled state, so she patted his arm affectionately.

Then he patted Pete on the shoulder and touched Emma's face.

Then they left in a hurry.

As Jiang Baobin was lifting the child onto the tricycle, a motorcycle painted with the insignia of the American military police drove into the hospital.

This is probably also because of Smith.

Hmph! It's only because the Americans themselves are "doing" this that we can expect their efficiency.

I'll drag you down!

On the way to Smith's house, a notification sound suddenly went off...

Jiang Baobin was overjoyed. Could there be an unexpected surprise after saving that arrogant guy, Smith?