18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 327

Scrambling to beat the clock, they was still a minute too late.

Swan Hill Institute of Herbal Medicine was shrouded in smog, packed with people seeking remedies for their ailments. Coughs echoed everywhere, droplets flying chaotically through the air. Armed soldiers stood guard at the main entrance, behind the police tape, forbidding anyone to enter.

Stella quickly turned her car around and headed for the institute's back door. She didn't hide her concern, explaining the situation as it was.

Without official authorization, no outsiders were allowed entry. "I'm a student of Dr. Collin," Stella insisted, "I was invited over especially. Please, could you pass on the message?"

The guard at the rear was an institute staffer, unyielding in his refusal.

Stella smiled, stepping out of her car, and from the folds of her oversized coat, she pulled out a five-pound bag of rice, slipping it to him discreetly. "Do me a solid, will you? No worries if it doesn't pan out. I'll take the fall if anything goes wrong." Who could resist the lure of a five-pound bag of rice in these times? The guard risked a reprimand to help her make contact.

After a thirty-minute wait, an assistant dressed in protective gear came out to fetch her.

The research center was small and had already filled up its temporary wards with over a hundred cases, categorized into asymptomatic, mild, severe, and critical. The hallways were crowded with patients.

The smog had came suddenly, compounded by a relentless darkness. Even some of the institute's doctors had fallen ill in the past couple of days, overwhelmed with the workload, many still working through their sickness. Collin still managed to get Stella inside, clearing out two rooms in the family area.

The institute lacked a veterinarian, so they had to treat Cooper as if he were human, with Collin himself taking charge.

After examining both patients, he confirmed the symptoms were mild and similar to those in the early stages of the infection. "You're lucky to have spotted it early. Timely treatment should make a significant difference."

Seeing Stella and Jasper symptom-free, Collin asked curiously, "How have you been preventing it?"

followed the recipe you gave us before, brewing herbal tea daily since we got

the virus depends on the severity of the symptoms and the individual's immune system." Collin instructed, "Luckily, some kind-hearted folks from Griffith have

the moment, Stella inquired, "Dr. Collin,

a silver bullet. We're constantly adjusting treatments for different symptoms. We're still

Cooper shared a room, while she and Jasper were next door. The likelihood of infection for Stella and Jasper

to join

and the smog virus was relentless. Waiting for a cure could mean

wasn't about to sit idly by. A day earlier with the cure meant a day sooner she could

the medicine, she noticed it tasted similar

Collin but were spotted by Hugh. "Stella, quick, lend

operating room. She hurried over. "Hugh, are we attempting

The patient's descriptions often differ greatly from the actual symptoms, making the prescriptions inaccurate. I plan to perform autopsies on

shortage of

Stella volunteered,

come and lend a

an opened chest cavity and the perforated lungs of the deceased nearly made her retch. Deep breaths kept

hand, remained stoic, passing

step with Hugh. Together, they dissected body after body, while Jasper documented the

of critical patients were riddled with holes, disintegrated into a sieve, with fragments expelled through coughing. Most had died from asphyxiation caused by coughing up

end of the day, Stella and Jasper were so tired that their backs ached and the thought of gory scenes

tending to Cooper and Rosie first-forcing them to eat, knowing it was essential for fighting off the