Chapter 290

Stella's tongue was as sharp as a blade.

Bran grimaced. His sanity on the brink, he had hoped for a peaceful hunting trip in the mountains to clear his mind, but all he found were demons lurking in the old forest.

Ignoring him, Stella ordered someone to bring Bentley in.

Bentley entered with the same cold and highborn demeanor, as if he were a sculpture. Bran couldn't bear to see him like this. "Bentley, don't overthink it. That girl merely looks like Lindsay. She can't possibly be her. Think about it, her legs were broken and she was swept away by a hurricane. There's no way she could still be alive."

Bentley remained silent, lost in his own world.

Stella couldn't understand Bentley's obsession. He tormented himself over the loss of his girl. He was so consumed with grief that he seemed to be punishing himself.

She had decided to use anesthesia, but it seemed a waste on him. So, she began stitching.

"Ah!!!"

Bentley sharply inhaled as his eyes flashed murderously. Well, apparently he could feel pain.

Stella watched him coldly. "Do you need anesthesia?"

Bentley inhaled sharply again, his mouth twitching. "Yes, a little."

"It's just a surface wound. The pain is nothing compared to a broken bone."

Bentley, covered in blood and being provoked by Stella, was silent.

After over an hour of stitching and patching up, they were finally done. The Porras family had plenty of medical supplies. Stella even prepared medicine for the mastiff. Then, she got up to leave. The head of the family, Shane, spoke up. "Stella, we really owe you one."

"It was no trouble." Stella gave a polite smile. "I owed a favor to Bran. It was only right to repay it."

Shane understood but continued to thank her. Regardless, if they hadn't found a suitable doctor in time, they would have had to go through the trouble of sending them to the official base.

those living in Building 50 were not ordinary people. It was worth investing so much effort to

out, his attitude a complete

Stella left, Shane closed the door and turned on

don't... don't hit

long after they returned home, there was another knock at the door. Another patient came

hunting in the mountains. Several other young men from the residential area had also been injured. Upon learning that Stella had medical skills, they immediately sought her out. The person who came was a servant from

the charge in ostracizing her. Where did

them and instead sat down to enjoy her meal, which comprised of braised pork knuckles, crabs,

Chairwoman herself came over. Unfortunately for her, the doors and windows were soundproof, so no one

food but also its medicine. It brought extra doses, including anesthetics and antibiotics, likely as a thank you for

intended to maintain good relations with

family in Griffith. As long as they didn't harbor any ill intentions towards her, she

"Can you

Jasper answered, "Yes."

was incredulous. "Is there anything

wasn't boastful. "Our unit regularly selects outstanding

threw a walnut at him.

someone as outstanding as me is attracted to you, doesn't

but laugh.

mastiff didn't just visit daily, even dragging the wheelchair-bound Bran

you're bouncing around

can make

saw that his wounds were healing nicely, she removed his stitches and sent

"Stella, I heard the eternal night is coming. Do you think I should build a

so cold. You saved my life once. Who knows, you might

in

hurt. "You're

you prefer if I

A wall might keep out external threats, but

it over, his smile froze. She meant that during the eternal night, there would be chaos, and the Porras family had quite

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