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.

and sleepy. But after some simple questioning, Rosie was still conscious. It was clear that she

to feed her half a bowl of chicken soup, and Rosie quickly fell asleep again. When she woke up again, it was midnight. Rosie was feeling much better and managed to

it made

her medicine, Rosie fell asleep

finally relaxed a bit, "Shall

to be noticed by others. Stella led him

Hummer at Eastwood Eden and chose an off-road vehicle that they had collected from Silver

sat in the back

be there too, he came out

rest." Stella rolled down the window, "How

nothing serious. We also received our food and fresh water supplies. I told the committee about your special situation.

didn't hold a large amount of supplies and was replenished every half hour. The amount of supplies that were actually stolen

stopped, Mark had organized everyone in the community

to the large area, they had collected a considerable amount of hailstones. Christian brought out a full bucket of water, "This is what Mark saved

it for now. We'll come to pick it

they opened the door, the dog

"Don't

on the air conditioner and put

by the bed, questioning what had happened to

From now on, you're responsible for taking care of her. If

his bed from the living room into Rosie's room, staying by her side without

was constantly on edge. He just grabbed some food

some ice, it felt much better. Tomorrow, she would apply some

been sleeping in the same bed, so Stella saw no reason to be coy. She lifted her shirt

should be

what other unknown disasters were they going to

of them, exhausted, took a bath, adjusted the air conditioner

to check on Rosie. The little girl was sleeping

passed. Even if there had been a cerebral hemorrhage or fluid accumulation, it should not be severe. He could

was less blurry. She got up to use the bathroom and then sat on the couch in a daze, "Stella, I think I had a dream. The couch

asked, "What was

felt her memory was very blurry. She couldn't think.