18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 460

Stella grinned and asked, "Rosie, do you like the life you're living now?"

Without skipping a beat, Rosie replied, "I do."

Sure, there was some backstabbing among colleagues, but she had learned to handle it with ease, sometimes even finding joy in the challenge. The job was tough, but it allowed her to find her own worth.

"I think it's pretty great, sis," she said.

People always have their own agendas, but it was undeniable that everyone was striving toward a better future, believing that life would get better.

Stella smiled, feeling ready for a new beginning herself.

Later that evening, when Jasper came home and saw Stella packing, he couldn't help but ask, "How was the hospital today?"

The understaffed and under-equipped hospital was as you'd expect. But with Collin's presence, there was a newfound sense of hope.

Stella felt a pang of regret. "Dr. Garcia was pretty old when he joined the Kindle Society and fell ill soon after. Sadly, he didn't make it."

Dr. Garcia had been a towering figure in traditional medicine, and his formula for combating the smog virus had saved countless lives during the disasters. His passing was a great loss. If he had still been around, the restoration of traditional medicine would have been much faster.

Learning Stella had decided to work at the hospital, Jasper was thrilled. Nobody knew whether the disasters had truly ended, but life had to go on. Having a job could really ground a person.

"That's fantastic. We can commute together from now on."

yet here she was, back at a job. Used

Stella was coaxed out of bed by Jasper, who handed her a toothbrush slathered with toothpaste. "You can't be late on your

fully wake up, rushing around as if she were going into battle. They barely caught the ferry, Stella collapsing onto Jasper's shoulder and

spare, Jasper dropped her off at the hospital entrance. "I'll pick

Collin had worked late into the night, getting

Stella, having spent some time with Hugh, couldn't claim to shoulder everything, but she was

as many patients as possible. Stella had reviewed the inventory of medical supplies the previous day. There wasn't an

morning, an injured worker was rushed in with a deep gash in his leg, bleeding profusely. Already in poor health, his

operating room, and Stella and Collin hurried to his side. Collin used acupressure and acupuncture to reduce the bleeding. Stella cleaned and disinfected the wound, then performed local anesthesia, stopped the

medicine as much as possible. Stella and Collin exchanged a glance, their expressions serious but tinged with hope. There was a shortage of

lot to handle on her first day and didn't finish until eight. Worried about safety at night, Stella insisted Collin leave with her, only then finding out

a dinghy. They got home after nine, and Rosie and Cooper hadn't returned yet. Cooper, left

is difficult

beginning. With insufficient surgical

less

Stella spent a lot of time discussing solutions with Collin, looking to expand the types of traditional medicines available and improve their quality. She arranged for a dormitory room at the hospital to make it easier to rest and have lunch. When Jasper wasn't busy,

of difficult conditions, things slowly began to find their rhythm. Through numerous collaborations between Stella and Collin, the integration of Western and traditional medicine became increasingly proficient. Just as they were catching their breath, a new task

They were a mix of mental and physical ailments. Those residing there, whether due to disasters or the force of circumstances, were a troubled lot. Stella dismissed the idea without

and many caregivers have

there has been improved, with each person isolated and living separately. If it's the prion virus, we're indeed powerless, but if it's other diseases, there might be

conditions. If even the mutated yellow croaker fish could