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?"

brush him

he reached for the man's mask. “You've got

swung at Bran, attempting to break

out swiftly, knocking him to the ground in a

down and gave him a couple of sharp

sound of gunfire, more peacekeeping soldiers quickly

one recognized him, and his uniform didn't fit

An impostor!

deceased had not managed to

and odorless, invisible to the naked eye, but

to the medical office for analysis, and the mysterious soldier taken

he may have been a bit of a sycophant, he

patients would have suffered, not to

it wasn't just about the hospital's reputation. Stella would

had donated the medicine,

status of a deity only to be brutally cast

was a cruel and lethal gamble, risking the

the police or military take

the impostor

others arrived, he was bleeding from every

training knew the

apocalyptic disaster, where had he found

there was no witness to

was internally bleeding, shooting Stella a look that said: whoever benefits is the puppet master behind

back with her gaze: wait for the

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

the hell was

Work resumed for everyone.

hospital was giving it their all, the military was also responding actively. They each did their part

was key to

for spraying, fire for burning,

Everyone was in action.

kept coming in waves. Even if they saw three patients a minute until dark, they wouldn't

was no chance for a drink, let

potatoes and

megaphone first thing, "Folks, nature may be merciless, but humanity is kind. Jasper and

the siblings to the point of almost taking the food

help, they volunteered to distribute the

for Stella and

disaster had honed the

quite competent, just

a breather, sitting down in the break room and

after eating, they

wasn't until past two in the