An extraordinary life journey through old Beijing courtyard houses

Rose waved her hand in front of Jiang Baobin's eyes, but lost her balance and almost fell.

Jiang Baobin instinctively reached out to support him.

Rose chuckled again, then pouted and said discontentedly:

"What are you doing, Jiang? Hurry up and help me carry the first-aid kit, then we'll go celebrate together!"

"You just saved a life, God will bless your kindness."

Jiang Baobin forced a smile: Your God can't control this part of my life, my God is the system.

Oops—but oh my god, this is a bit of a trap!

Then, as he helped Rose walk out, he said:

"Everything else is fine, but let's skip the drinking celebration. I still have to take care of the patient; look how miserable he is."

Rose scoffed, "Don't do anything foolish. I've already anesthetized him; he won't wake up until dawn."

"Oh, is the dosage correct?"

To be honest, Jiang Baobin was a little worried, as this drunken woman was not gentle with her blows.

Don't end up like Smith, sleeping forever.

Rose looked confident: "Don't worry, I've saved thousands of good young men."

She then proudly recounted her past achievements.

Jiang Baobin asked, puzzled, "Rose, you're just a nurse, isn't that a doctor's job?"

"You're too naive. In a major battle, with tens of thousands injured, how can there be enough doctors?"

Jiang Baobin continued to decline, saying, "Okay, I admire your superb medical skills; you're self-taught."

"But I should go wash the car right now."

"You know that thing has a lot of stuff on it; it's not good if it's not cleaned up in time."

"What if the police come and search us? We won't be able to explain it..."

Rose looked at him incredulously: "Are you kidding me, Jiang?"

"How dare the police who plant flowers come here? Do you think those guards on duty are just for show?"

"Alright, but I'm helping you out, so you have to drink with me to your heart's content today."

"You know what? This is the first time I've touched a scalpel in five years, and it reminds me of the past."

"God, this is absolutely terrible. I hope I never have to go through this again."

"So I have to have a few drinks..."

Okay, okay, how could an alcoholic not find a reason to drink...?

The next day.

When Jiang Baobin woke up, he found himself in a guest room.

Holy crap! My head is splitting open!

Foreign liquor is really no good!

Lying in bed, no matter how hard he tried to remember.

I can't recall how the two of us went from sipping wine to a drinking contest, or what happened afterward.

Including how I got to my room.

This body is really terrible.

Rose had already had a drink, and at the beginning she had been cheating and shirking her duties.

Just when he thought he had it all figured out, he was ultimately defeated by the foreign woman.

Shame!

Although he was drunk, he woke up according to his biological clock; it was only just getting light outside.

Thirsty and desperate, he went to the kitchen, only to run into Jiang Daya, who was busy working inside.

Jiang Baobin was initially worried that the Filipino maid would be wary of the younger sister coming to steal her job.

Unexpectedly, the Smiths had no trouble finding work at all, as they were about to return to America.

So I quit my job and switched to another company.

The younger sister was thus forced into the role and became "a member" of the Smith family.

Otherwise, Jiang Baobin really wouldn't have dared to bring Wang Wenshan back like that. What if the Filipino maid reported him?

"Oh!" the younger sister exclaimed in surprise. "Third Brother, what are you doing here?"

He glanced towards the door and said urgently, "Hurry up! It'll be troublesome if Madam sees us!"

Jiang Baobin almost cursed: "If it weren't for her causing trouble, would I be in such a miserable state? I feel like dying right now!"

The headache was caused by alcohol! But somehow, when I moved, I found that my whole body ached terribly.

My back, in particular, feels like it's about to break!

Did you strain yourself while carrying someone yesterday? Is it only starting to flare up now?

Jiang Baobin waved his hand, indicating that Rose wouldn't mind him coming over.

I drank several mouthfuls of cold water before I felt a little better.

Then he took the younger sister to his room—even if she didn't show up, he would still look for her.

As we passed through the yard, Four-Eyes poked its head out of its newly built den.

Seeing that no one paid attention to it, it shrank back again.

The smell of medicine mixed with blood filled the room.

Especially when he saw that there was a stranger lying on Third Brother's bed with bandages wrapped around his body.

Jiang Daya was so shocked she almost screamed, but luckily she covered her mouth in time.

Jiang Baobin didn't care; it didn't matter whether he called out or not.

Now, everyone in the courtyard except Pete and Emma knows what needs to be known.

Jiang Baobin briefly explained the situation to her, because he had to go out to work during the day.

The task of looking after Wang Wenshan can only be entrusted to my younger sister.

The younger sister hurriedly pulled Jiang Baobin out the door, stamping her feet in frustration:

"Third Brother, who is this person? What happened to your room?"

"If Madam finds out about this, you're finished!"

Jiang Baobin said nonchalantly, "I found it on the road, how about that? Lucky me, right? A gift delivered right to my door!"

Jiang Daya couldn't help but roll her eyes, feeling helpless at her brother's inappropriate behavior.

Jiang Baobin then mysteriously made an "eight" gesture towards her: "This is him!"

Jiang Daya immediately understood and was about to say something more anxiously.

Jiang Baobin interjected, "Rose already knows. She's the one who treated his injuries, so don't worry."

"From now on, you have to do me a favor and keep outsiders away from him, especially Pete and Emma."

"Also, you need to take care of him whenever you have time. I've been very busy these past few days, so I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you."

Jiang Daya was slightly relieved: "I'm not afraid of hardship, as long as Madam doesn't object."

Then, she became worried again: "Third Brother, is this person alright?"

"It's alright, I know what I'm doing."

On the surface, Jiang Baobin appeared confident and in control, but inwardly he was sighing:

I don't want to either, but the system keeps pushing me into these pitfalls. What can I do?

Jiang Daya suddenly cried out, "Oh dear! I haven't made breakfast yet! I'm afraid I'm going to be late!"

After saying that, he left Jiang Baobin behind and ran off.

Jiang Baobin couldn't help but chuckle as he watched her retreating figure: What was there to do? She looked as if she were facing a formidable enemy.

Jiang Baobin returned to his room and first checked on Wang Wenshan, finding him fast asleep.

It's good to be asleep, then you won't feel the pain.

He first moved a chair to the bedside, intending to read a book while keeping watch over the wounded.

But the aches and pains in my body were unbearable, so I simply went to lie down on the other side of the bed.

Well, that's it. He barely glanced at the book before falling asleep.

It wasn't until Jiang Daya came to call him for breakfast that he finally got to eat.

"Huh?" Jiang Baobin asked sleepily, "Where are we going to eat? Didn't you always bring it over before?"

"I don't know, Madam specifically instructed that you come over to eat together..."