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.

1801 for the first time, she noted the spacious three-bedroom layout with a good arrangement and good lighting. The living room was furnished with vintage pieces, all neat and organized, worlds apart from her own messy place. These days, men who could keep

double-glazed windows on the balcony and the triple-layered stainless steel door.

feverish but also had a rash. Her usually bright eyes were now listless.

were rudimentary, but they would have to suffice. Stella turned

over Rosie's body, it was clear that she had been pushed too far. High-intensity training in a short period of time had caused a stress response in her body, lowering her immunity and causing a cold, hence the vomiting, diarrhea, and rash. Jasper was known to be bad with kids, but Stella

learning the cause of Rosie's illness, Jasper's face was filled with guilt. "It's my fault. I

when Jasper massaged her bruises. He handed Stella a medicine box filled with a variety of drugs,

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

balm. "Apply this four to five

some medicinal herbs here. Could you help me see which

well-prepared. He brought out

stasis. "Put them in a glass jar, add a liter

ginseng among the herbs and singled it out. "This can also be soaked. Drinking it in cold weather not only warms the body but also replenishes energy and blood. However, it

her eyelashes. Her pale

Rosie's tears, and comforting her with a guilty tone, "Don't be scared, Rosie. Your brother is

look in Jasper's eyes and recognized that

stopped her and handed her a pack of instant noodles. "Thank you for

only a few cents before the disaster, but in these times, they could keep a person alive

she pulled out a glass jar to soak some sugar in vodka. "I'm always advising others, but always forget about myself." In the extreme cold, enjoying a cup of

pounds of grapes, washed and dried them on her balcony