18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 15

Stella, in her pajamas, stepped onto the balcony. The hurricane was still fierce, but the wind was noticeably beginning to weaken, while the rain was intensifying. The second floor was entirely flooded, and water was creeping up to the third floor, causing a flurry of chaos in the building.

She had breakfast, a warm, crunchy sandwich from Arcadia, filled with fried eggs, ham, greens, and ketchup. The aroma unfurled delightfully on her taste buds. Stella had stockpiled over a hundred of these sandwiches in Arcadia, enough to last her a good while. Delicious as they were, they were a bit greasy. She made herself a cup of honey tea, sipping it as she flipped through her second-year pharmacology textbook.

At around ten o'clock, there was a knock at the door. She assumed it was Angela, but it turned out to be the resident from 1801, Jasper.

Stella was surprised. He was usually a loner, a man of few words. Even though Rosie often came to visit Stella, Stella had hardly spoken to Jasper. Suddenly, Stella was on her guard.

Jasper, with a stern face, looked anxious. "Rosie is ill. Can you help?"

Stella was shocked. "What kind of illness does she have?"

"She has a fever, she's throwing up, and has diarrhea. She's talking nonsense."

Sick people would usually go to the hospital, but with the hurricane going on, it was impossible to leave. Stella warned Jasper, "I can help, but I only have basic medical knowledge. Don't put all your hopes on me."

"Thank you."

Considering that he helped her before, Stella reluctantly agreed to visit Rosie. She returned to her room and tucked a folded fruit knife into her pocket.

for the first time, she noted the spacious three-bedroom layout with a good arrangement and good lighting. The living room was furnished with

the balcony and the triple-layered stainless steel door. The

was not only feverish but also had a rash. Her usually

suffice. Stella turned

stress response in her body,

learning the cause of Rosie's illness, Jasper's face was filled with guilt.

aback. Rosie never complained about being tired, and even laughed off the pain when Jasper massaged her bruises. He handed Stella a medicine box filled with a variety of drugs, "Stella, which ones can we

it was. Most of them were children's medicines, too. Rosie's illness was fairly simple and treating the symptoms would suffice. Stella selected some medicines for the cold, and for the stomach problems, she put a patch on Rosie's belly. "Once Rosie gets better, let her recuperate first before

back a bottle of balm. "Apply this four to five

thanked Stella, "Rosie tends to get bruised easily. I happen to have some medicinal herbs here. Could you help

he was well-prepared. He brought out two large bags of individually

all of which were used for promoting blood circulation and stopping blood stasis. "Put them in a glass jar, add a liter

body but also replenishes energy and blood. However, it is not suitable for children." Rosie fell

sick child was pitiful, with tears hanging on her eyelashes. Her pale little mouth

her with a guilty tone, "Don't be scared, Rosie. Your

caught the look in Jasper's eyes and recognized that he cared for his sister, but

and handed her a pack of instant noodles. "Thank

could keep a person alive for several more days. Stella didn't

sugar in vodka. "I'm always advising others, but always forget about myself." In the extreme cold, enjoying a cup of

of grapes, washed and dried them on her balcony