Chapter 85

The moment Stella spoke, the woman's face turned ghostly pale with fear, not daring to utter another word. Afraid that Stella hadn't vented her anger fully, she quickly turned and left.

The others, terrified and sweating, kept silent, not daring to say a word. They, too, were perplexed, wondering why they had meddled in others' business. Afraid of being targeted by the ruthless Stella, they also hastily left. Cooper, having freed himself from his leash, rushed towards Stella, scratching her anxiously and whining, as if to say, "What's the matter, Stella?"

Stella stroked his head, comforting him. "It's okay."

Rosie ran to Stella, her face full of concern. "Sister, are you okay?"

The concern from the two was evident, making Stella feel a warmth in her heart. Even in this chaotic apocalyptic world, there were still people who cared for her.

The Moore family's father and son were also scared and relieved. "Glad you're okay."

The brick hit Jasper pretty hard and Stella was worried he might have fractured a bone. "Are you sure you're okay?"

Jasper moved his shoulder and a flash of pain showed in his eyes. "Should be... fine."

Seeing his less-than-nimble movements, Stella knew that even if his bones hadn't been damaged, his soft tissues were definitely bruised.

Joey suggested, "We should go home, and if it gets worse, we will go to the hospital."

The doctors, heeding the government's call, were still treating patients, but one had to fend for themselves when it came to medications. They needed an experienced orthopedic doctor to give them peace of mind. Jasper switched the load to his other shoulder, and Stella followed behind, pushing the sled, keeping an eye on his movements.

He was hurt. There was no denying it.

Rosie was worried for her brother, she wiped her eyes but didn't cry.

When they got back to Sunrise Sanctuary, Angela and her crew helped with the moving. Upon hearing about Jasper's injury, they were shocked. He was so strong, how could he be injured?

party didn't tell the residents of 1803 how Jasper got

Stella and

and let me check." Although she had only studied medicine for a year and her knowledge was limited,

leave, but

a few layers to get to his thermal undershirt. His posture

collar of his

but it didn't feel like his bone. There was an occasional twitching sensation, accompanied by

need some time to recover." Thankfully he was wearing layers, otherwise, he would definitely fracture a

rub some medicinal alcohol on it, and you should take some anti-inflammatory pills That should speed

a considerable amount of medicine last time, so neither of them was

using his own and Stella didn't argue, but his medicinal alcohol had frozen.

a bottle of medicinal alcohol from a large glass jar in Arcadia into a water bottle. Afraid he would suspect something,

be freezing if he didn't wear anything, but Jasper wasn't used to being shirtless in front of a girl. He changed into a sleeveless workout shirt, bundling

his strap and applied the medicinal alcohol, massaging it in with just

of them spoke, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward. Stella cleared her

have totally avoided it. It was my

interfering either. What

she still kindly reminded him, "If it wasn't for you, I might not have been able to dodge it. But you need to take care of yourself and not take too many risks next time. Look at how scared Rosie was." "It's okay, it's

owe him. Owing someone a favor

medication he needed. Before leaving, Stella reminded him, "Keep an

welcome." After all,

couch in her comfortable clothes, as her thoughts were

18th floor got along well. They were not the type to hold grudges

cold, treated Stella better than Cody and the others. But this was the end of the world, a time of life and death. Everyone would naturally

and the others, it would make sense. After all, Stella and Cody grew up in the same orphanage and had a solid foundation of friendship. They would instinctively help each other in dangerous situations. But what about

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