18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

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.

were not ordinary people. It was

her out, his attitude a complete contrast to before.

moment Stella left, Shane closed the door and turned

don't... don't hit me,

knock

and Bran who had gone 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

found it amusing. The Vice Chairwoman had led the charge in ostracizing

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

Unfortunately for her, the doors and windows were soundproof, so no one paid her

also its medicine. It brought extra doses, including anesthetics and antibiotics, likely as a

Porras family's display, they clearly intended to maintain good relations

she preferred to keep to herself, she couldn't deny the influence of the Porras family in Griffith. As long as they didn't harbor any ill intentions towards her,

curious. "Can you

Jasper answered, "Yes."

there

"Our unit regularly

walnut at him. "You're so

to be shy. "If someone

couldn't help but laugh. "Jasper, you're such

graces, the mastiff didn't just visit daily, even dragging the

you're bouncing around

you can make me

didn't bother arguing. Once she saw that his wounds were healing nicely, she removed his stitches and sent him on

heard the eternal night is coming. Do you think I should build a wall around my house?"

You saved my life once. Who knows, you might

"What's in

looked hurt. "You're

prefer if

bother. A wall might keep out external threats, but what about

it over, his smile froze. She meant that during the