18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 212

Stella fetched some medicine, mixed it with water, and fed it to Rosie.

She was not the best at comforting people, "Rosie is so strong. She won't leave you."

Jasper didn't respond. He quietly sat beside his sister, gently stroking her cheek, "It's all my fault. I failed to protect you."

Stella sighed inwardly. He had done his best. Who could have predicted a sudden hailstorm thousands of feet in the sky, with hailstones as big as fists? In their previous life, there had been no hailstorm.

He was human, not a god. There was no need to blame himself so much.

In an apocalyptic world, no one could truly protect others.

"Rosie, please wake up. You're the only family I have left."

Sensing Jasper's sorrow, Stella gently placed her hand on his shoulder, "You have me too. We'll be okay."

Jasper gripped her hand tightly, "Stella, thank you for being with me."

Perhaps it was Rosie's tragic death in his previous life that had shattered his usually calm demeanor. Stella could feel his helplessness and despair, but apart from being there for him, there was nothing she could do.

She checked on Rosie every half an hour, and Jasper stayed by her side without leaving.

At noon, Stella brought him some soup, but he had no appetite.

The brain was too complicated for Stella to treat. All she could do was observe from the outside, and the situation seemed relatively stable.

Around three or four in the afternoon, Rosie groggily opened her eyes, "Jasper?"

Jasper was overjoyed, "Stella, Rosie woke up."

Stella hurried over, "Rosie, how are you feeling?"

Rosie opened her eyes wide, staring blankly at the people before her, even reaching out to touch, "Jasper?"

Then, she started to dry heave, the world spinning around her.

some simple questioning, Rosie was still conscious. It was clear that she had a severe concussion, but they could not let their guard

When she woke up again, it was midnight. Rosie was

as it made

giving her medicine, Rosie fell asleep

a bit, "Shall we

time, less likely to be noticed by others. Stella led him and

Hummer at Eastwood Eden and chose an off-road vehicle that

while Stella sat in

to be there too, he came out of the security room, "Is

Stella rolled down the

serious. We also received our food and fresh water supplies. I told the

chaos on site. The food and water were locked in a storeroom with three iron doors. The distribution window didn't

at Eastwood Eden, after the hailstorm had stopped, Mark had

they had collected a considerable amount of hailstones. Christian brought out

for now. We'll come to pick it up

as soon as they opened the door, the

whispered, "Don't disturb

on the air conditioner and put Rosie on

was anxious, whining by the bed, questioning what had

taking care of her. If anything happens, let us

bed from the living room

monitored, and Jasper was constantly on edge. He just grabbed some food to fill his stomach, "Stella, how's your

hit the bone." Stella guessed it was a soft tissue injury. After applying some ice, it felt much better. Tomorrow, she would apply some medicinal alcohol

so Stella saw no reason to be coy. She lifted

worry about. We should be

other unknown

of them, exhausted, took a bath, adjusted the

The first thing he did was to check on Rosie. The little girl was sleeping soundly,

hours had passed. Even if there had been a cerebral hemorrhage or fluid accumulation, it should not be severe. He could finally breathe a sigh of relief, gently stroking her head.

Rosie woke up, her vision was less blurry. She got up to use the bathroom and then sat on the couch

asked, "What

was very blurry. She couldn't