18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 591

Upon hearing that Daniel was safe, Staff Officer Si didn't linger with Stella. He turned to Collin and asked, "Dean Marshall, how are you feeling? If you're up for it, could you possibly lend a hand at the hospital?”

Though Collin wasn't feeling his best, he could manage, "Yes, I can."

Stella's face lit up, "Thanks, Staff Officer. I'll take the professor with me then."

In these extraordinary times, Staff Officer Si and his team didn't want to occupy

the treatment room any longer than necessary. Those who could help stayed, while the rest went back to the guest house to wait.

Once the door was closed, Stella pulled out a set of protective gear from her bag, "Professor, make sure to take care of yourself."

Collin couldn't help but chuckle; she hadn't changed a bit.

The hospital was swamped with patients, so busy that there wasn't even time for a bathroom break, let alone to eat or rest.

Stella could cope due to her youth, but the professor was getting on in years, and she couldn't afford any mishaps with him.

Stella pulled out two lunch boxes, "Let's grab a bite. We need our energy to work."

Worried about potential conflicts between patients and medical staff, Stella had the foresight to request two soldiers to ensure Collin's safety.

Upon hearing the latest updates, the hospital's loudspeaker blared, "Everyone, please form an orderly line, no pushing. Comrade Stella has specially invited her mentor, Professor Collin, to join us in consultation. Who is Professor Collin? He's a national treasure of Australia, a distinguished physician with the honorary title of 'Miracle Healer'..."

Honestly, Stella could throttle the announcer.

It was okay to boast, but could it at least be plausible? It needed depth and sophistication.

Yet, the desperate survivors ate up the straightforward announcement.

Soon, patients were lining up in several orderly queues.

With a shortage of nurses, Vanessa organized a crash course for the soldiers to step in and help.

Things were progressing smoothly until gunshots suddenly rang out from the pharmacy.

Startled, Stella and Bran exchanged glances before hurrying to the pharmacy.

In the back kitchen of the pharmacy, a dead body lay in a pool of blood, while the soldier who had fired the shot was ordering others to drag the body away.

The dean arrived in a rush, "What's happened here?"

The shaken pharmacy staff explained, pointing at the deceased, "I saw him sneaking something into the medicine cauldron. I tried to apprehend him and hand him over to the military, but during the scuffle, he was shot dead."

The air was thick with moth powder, and without exception, every soldier wore a mask.

The shooter marched out...

Bran grabbed him and demanded, "Which unit are you from?"

to brush him off, "Peacekeeping

as he reached for the man's

at Bran, attempting to break

swiftly, knocking him to the ground in a few

him a couple of sharp slaps, "Dare to strike a superior? Who gave you

the sound of gunfire, more peacekeeping soldiers quickly

off, no one recognized him, and his uniform didn't

An impostor!

the discovery was timely; the deceased had not managed to contaminate

sachets carefully. The white powder was colorless and odorless, invisible to

the medicine was checked, the powder sent to the medical office for analysis, and the mysterious soldier taken away for

grateful as he looked towards Bran. While he may have

would have suffered, not to mention the

the hospital's reputation. Stella would have been the

the medicine, prescribed the

status of a deity only to

and lethal gamble, risking the lives of

suggesting that the

impostor

was bleeding from every

training knew the sign: arsenic

years of apocalyptic disaster, where had he found such a

no witness

a look that said: whoever benefits is the puppet master

her gaze: wait for the

really seemed to be struggling; he had almost been taken down by the

hell was faltering? It was she who was unnaturally

Work resumed for everyone.

was also responding actively. They each did their

key to reducing the number of

nets for capturing, high-pressure hoses for spraying, fire

Everyone was in action.

in waves. Even if they saw three patients

chance for a drink, let alone a bathroom

potatoes and

be merciless, but humanity is kind. Jasper and his

on, embarrassing the siblings to the point of almost

they volunteered to distribute the

food distribution, they took over for Stella and Collin, urging them to eat

disaster had honed the siblings'

quite competent, just overshadowed

took a breather, sitting down in the break room and sipping some sweetened water to

eating, they dived

two in the