An extraordinary life journey through old Beijing courtyard houses

Jiang Baobin, who had been glancing at him in the rearview mirror, couldn't help but roll his eyes wide.

I thought you guys were all made of steel, but it turns out you know how to bend down when you need to.

He didn't drive over there (afraid of leaving tire tracks).

He even took off his shoes before getting out of the car (he thought that way he wouldn't leave footprints).

He carefully followed the route the man had taken and carried him back to the car.

First, I took out some bandages from the first-aid kit and bandaged the wound.

Don't go through all that trouble to get someone back, only to have them bleed to death on the way.

Why did Jiang Baobin suddenly become so capable? He actually took the initiative to save people. Wasn't he the most timid and cowardly person?

He was helpless, because the system had worked its magic again:

"Ding! Temporary mission issued: 'Rescue the wounded TG enemy agent Wang Wenshan. Completion of the mission will yield generous rewards.'"

Jiang Baobin was speechless; they always assigned such dangerous missions.

This is someone who deliberately doesn't want to live a peaceful life!

The question is, where could he possibly hide him?

The west courtyard? It's crowded and unreliable.

Especially after the falling out with the Jiang family, the eldest son and his wife showed their true colors.

If he didn't tip off his second son and ask for credit and rewards, he wouldn't be a Chiang Kai-shek.

Send it to Liu Ling'er's house? She'd probably slit her own throat with a single sword stroke!

I asked Yang Lao Er for help, but we don't have that deep a relationship, and besides, that guy is a coward.

Who's left?

You only realize how few friends you have when you need them.

After much deliberation, Jiang Baobin gritted his teeth and decided that the one who tied the knot must untie it, so he would do it here.

Let's try our luck first. If that doesn't work, we'll have to wait for the person to wake up.

Let him find a place himself; I don't know if that counts as completing the task.

The only saving grace is that Jiang Baobin came out to cause trouble today, so he removed the license plate.

It was very dark and the distance was far, so those spies probably couldn't see themselves clearly...

Jiang Baobin drove straight back to "Smith Mansion".

There is a small door in the garage that leads to the driver's cab where Jiang Baobin lives.

Jiang Baobin dragged the person out of the car and then carried him over.

After carefully examining the wound, thankfully no blood vessel was hit, otherwise he would have bled to death by now.

He managed to bring the person back, but he was at a loss as to what to do next.

In foreign movies, tough guys can scoop out bullets with a knife.

Jiang Baobin originally wanted to give it a try, since the other person was doing it for themselves, while he was doing it for someone else, so it would be much easier, right?

However, this guy was brandishing the knife in this way and that way.

One moment I wanted to cut an opening, the next I thought it would be more reliable to dig with the tip of a knife.

After trying for a long time, I finally gave up.

If he had internet access to search, he might have done it, but now he's completely in the dark, and he really can't bring himself to do it.

What if the bullet doesn't kill the person, but you clumsily try to remove it and end up killing them instead?

That's so melodramatic.

After pacing around the room a few times, he finally made up his mind—he still needed to find someone to help him.

Upon entering the main building, as expected, Rose was drinking by the wine cabinet.

Jiang Baobin was overjoyed.

If Rose were sober, I really can't guarantee what she would do.

As for the confused Rose, she's much easier to fool.

Sure enough, when Jiang Baobin described that guy as a romantic who was willing to fight against evil forces for his fiancée, he was ultimately retaliated against!

Rose's compassion overflowed.

He immediately said he would go with Jiang Baobin to check on Wang Wenshan's injuries.

This guy was really drunk, Jiang Baobin quickly explained—

I approached her to ask for her help in finding a doctor, because this is a matter of life and death and cannot be delayed.

Unexpectedly, Rose pointed at herself with her thumb and said, "Aren't I...?"

Half an hour later, Rose, while putting on surgical gloves, chuckled and said to Jiang Baobin:

"You don't know this, do you? I'm a surgical nurse. I went to Belfast as a volunteer in 1942."

Jiang Baobin quickly gave a thumbs up, saying, "Boss, you're awesome! Boss, you're the best!"

He was genuinely happy; he hadn't expected to find the right person by sheer luck!

Rose wore a nostalgic expression, as if she had returned to her glorious past.

Jiang Baobin quickly gestured to the wounded man on the bed—

Please don't hesitate, there's another injured person urgently needing medical attention.

Rose shrugged and nodded confidently.

Then he retrieved the scalpel from the clear liquid, muttering to himself:

"It's too rudimentary; besides a knife, there's only a pair of tweezers."

"Do you know, Jiang, that the basic surgical tools should also include a hemostat and a needle holder?"

"This is 95% alcohol, enough to kill bacteria and viruses..."

Jiang Baobin nodded vigorously, indicating that he understood everything.

But inside, I was incredibly anxious: You don't need to explain all this nonsense to me.

As long as you can remove the bullet without killing him, you are a god in my eyes!

Next, the sharp scalpel cut through the skin and muscle...

In less than five minutes, Rose used surgical forceps to remove the bullet.

He even showed it off to Jiang Baobin:

"God help us, it's a copper bullet. If it were lead, your friend would be in big trouble."

This time, Jiang Baobin wholeheartedly gave him two thumbs up.

Foreign horses are awesome!

However, the attack was too brutal; Jiang Baobin felt pain just watching it.

With a clang, Rose tossed the bullet into the tray.

He then excitedly said, "You did a great job today, I'm going to go have a drink to celebrate."

Jiang Baobin looked at her, then at the wounded.

He quickly stopped her, pointing to the open wound, and said, "Rose, shouldn't you sew it up?"

Rose blinked, then grinned broadly and laughed without a care in the world.

"I forgot, you know I haven't done this job in ages."

"But it's very simple; it can be done with just a surgical needle."

"If I teach you now, you can do it..."

"I think I'll pass. You're the professional. But I can watch from the sidelines and maybe I can learn something."

"Okay, it's actually very simple, it can be done in just a few minutes."

(A very proper sewing needle, did you notice? The tip is triangular, very sharp and tough.)

Another ten minutes or so passed (mostly spent threading the needle), and Rose finished everything.

Well, as expected of a battlefield nurse, she's quite efficient with her hands.

Rose said as she packed up the equipment:

"Take some anti-inflammatory medicine today, and buy penicillin tomorrow. That way, you'll be absolutely sure..."

Hearing this, Jiang Baobin felt a pang of guilt; he knew he would have to pay out of his own pocket again.

Penicillin is said to be as expensive as gold.

As a master thief, Yanzi Li San had the ability to make money to reward himself.

But those CCPs all seem to be very poor. Will I be able to recoup my investment this time?

Seeing Jiang Baobin standing there in a daze with a pained expression, Rose, who had already finished packing up her tools, became dissatisfied...