18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 545

Chapter 545

After the shot, the monitor maintained a steady reading. Stella helped Daniel out of Arcadia.

The hospital chief had already left, but Bran had arrived.

"Sis, how's the boss doing?" Bran asked.

Stella didn't answer. Instead, she turned to the uneasy Vanessa beside her. "I have some medicine at my place; it'll be easier to take care of him there."

Vanessa wanted to argue that moving a patient around wasn't good, but considering Daniel's condition, she nodded in agreement.

"Good, stay with him more," Vanessa said.

Even after finding him, father and daughter had so little time together. They always thought there would be more time, no need to rush, but accidents always seem to come sooner than expected.

Jasper carried an unconscious Daniel back to the neighboring house, with Bran lending a hand.

Stella followed them out, seeing Vanessa sitting there, dazed, all her energy seemingly drained. She couldn't help but turn back to reassure her, "He won't die."

The words seemed meant for Vanessa, but perhaps more for herself. Vanessa nodded, but her face was already streaming with tears.

Once everyone had left, Vanessa allowed herself to cry out loud, "Oh, Daniel."

Stella cleared a room, brought over a cot from storage, and with the help of the others, got Daniel settled in. She took out some medicine and had Jasper help administer it.

Rosie brought out some dumpling soup to fill their stomachs, her expression worried. "Can Uncle Daniel's illness be cured?"

helping out next door. Nobody expected Uncle Daniel to fall ill while they were away. She had

"Rosie, how did he suddenly fall

heard the story. "Uncle Daniel was inspecting the base. The weather was fine, but out of nowhere, a storm hit, and

reducers didn't

a headache. "His

people who got caught in the rain are sick-vomiting, fever, aching all over, diarrhea. But there's no medicine in the hospital. They can only try to physically reduce

Uncle Daniel's. Stella frowned deeply.

was worn down, an easy target for bacterial infection. Viral infections were troublesome, especially if it was a new

Taking the dumpling soup Rosie had made, Stella forced

"Sis, the boss is a lucky man, heaven's got

feeling his consoling role being usurped, just stayed silent. Bran went on, "He's the leader of the base, a man with a family to care for, an iron

words taken by Bran, what could

piled up a lot of work, huh? Once Uncle Daniel is better, we'll treat you to

trouble, my work is..." Bran's heart bled, cut to the quick by the

than my brother," Rosie innocently remarked, deflating

mind, with his sister and brother-in-law in low spirits, he

a rundown of the ship's supplies. "Sis, the cargo ship is back. Lots of glass, fuel, a few

of the ship. "Just give the word, and

was a mess of bloodstains, evidence of a fierce battle that only Stella and her husband could have survived. Anyone else might have been reduced to

was disinterested. "Let it be for now. We'll talk in a few

his post. Stella returned to her room, checked her own medical supplies in Arcadia, and pondered the best use of her medicines. Over the years, she never neglected her traditional

brewing several doses to keep in Arcadia. By the time she emerged, the sky was

broth as a base, followed by a nutritional injection, and then the traditional

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