18 Floors Above the Apocalypse novel Chapter 289

Mikey's girlfriend also worked at the research institute, however, she was an administrative staff. Despite looking polished and delicate, she was shrewd and far more adaptable than these three dummies in Katie’s mind.

Her income wasn't high, but all her relatives had perished in the disaster, leaving her to live alone. Once, she was confronted by a thug after work, and by chance, Mikey was passing by and saved her using a taser.

She had no family obligations, seemed genuine and honest, making her a suitable candidate for the Moore family daughter-in-law.

Seeing Mikey settle down would give Katie peace when her time came.

Enthusiastically, Katie extended an invitation, "We're throwing a wedding reception for them next Sunday,. If you and Jasper have time, make sure to come by."

Stella happily agreed, "Sure."

After a stroll in the square as the weather grew colder, they all got in the car to head home. Upon reaching the neighbourhood, they saw several cars parked outside the Porras family's mansion, with bodyguards hustling around, suggesting some kind of disturbance.

Whatever it was, it was none of Stella's business as she sat on the passenger seat.

As they returned to their own villa, they found a body sprawled out front. To be precise, a dog's body.

The mastiff lay gasping, drenched in blood.

Cooper ran down to sniff around the injured dog, making distressed and mournful sounds.

Stella got out of the car to examine the dog, finding multiple injuries on its body, both blunt force and cuts, its fur wet with blood. No doubt about it, there had been a brutal fight.

Judging from the wounds, it didn't look like a fight with another dog, but rather injuries inflicted by a person.

Lying at the doorstep of her home, it either didn't want to die or wanted to see Cooper one last time before death. Given its condition, it was likely the former.

Dogs had feelings too, and since it had come to them for help, they couldn't just stand by and watch it die, could they?

Stella bent down to help Jasper lift the injured dog into the yard. She used bandages to clean and disinfect the wounds.

Anesthetics were precious, and it would take several doses to numb so many injuries. Stella couldn't bear to use them, so she used ropes to bind the Mastiff's mouth and limbs before starting the suturing process.

The dog seemed to understand that Stella was trying to help it, and despite the pain, it didn't struggle much, merely whimpering as Stella stitched and patched it up.

After bandaging it, she fed it a few expired pills, leaving its fate up to the higher powers.

Cooper dragged out his stash of half a bone and placed it in front of the Mastiff. Eat!

Stella sighed, and for the sake of her own dog, she prepared a half bowl of high-calorie food for the Mastiff.

After finishing its meal, the Mastiff didn't linger and limped back to the Porras family mansion. Stella watched it leave and then bolted the double doors before retreating into the warmth of the house.

It was too cold to venture out, so they decided to eat the food they had stored from Arcadia.

Just as the food was laid out on the table, there was a knock on the door, "Stella!"

It was the Porras family's butler, Derick, "Do you know any medical procedures?"

"No."

"But didn't you just suture the dog's wounds?"

"So?"

"Mr. Bran is injured. Can you help?"

"He is not a dog."

"We're out of options."

Skilled surgeons were becoming scarce, with the remaining skilled ones taken to the government base. Many of those left hadn't held a scalpel in years. The Porras family had a family doctor, but he was killed in a robbery a few days ago.

"What happened to him?"

"He went hunting in the mountains and encountered cannibals. He barely escaped with his life. Please, Stella, can you help?"