Chapter 86

Stella took a deep breath and took off her coat. She reached into the toilet bowl to fish out the nebulizer and took it to the sink to give it a rinse. Then, she sprayed it to see if it still worked. Fortunately, the liquid medication for the nebulizer was well–sealed.

Stella quickly squeezed the girl’s mouth open and gave her the medicine. After Stella had sprayed the medication, she gradually stopped wheezing. Stella bent down to lift her up and help her outside.

Although the girl was no longer gasping for air, she was still not fully conscious. When she slowly turned blue again, Stella hurriedly helped her and whispered, “I just put my hand in the toilet bowl to save you; you better be okay. Otherwise, my efforts would be in vain.”

‘Could it be that there are some allergens in here that caused this? Maybe it’s the toilet freshener Stella quickly opened the bathroom window when she thought of that.

A few minutes later, the girl sounded and looked much better She gradually returned to her senses, but she still could not speak.

“Do you have your phone with you?” Stella asked. However, the girl shook her head hard. Stella leaned out the window, looked around, turned to the girl, and said, “Wait here. I’ll go get some help.”

The girl blinked, as she watched Stella taking off her heels and jumping out the window. There was a row of 12–inch–wide platforms around the wall’s outer edge that could be walked on. However, it was like walking on thin ice. Stella did not dare look down as her legs would turn into jelly. “Wow Saving someone’s life really isn’t as fun as I thought. An art major like myself has now turned into a sports major,” she teased herself.

Stella stepped on the edge of the extremely narrow platform while she held onto the window sill. She finally reached another window after more than 10 minutes. Fortunately for her, there were people in there. But, unfortunately, it was the men’s restroom. Stella clung to the window like a crazy stalker, which scared a man who was taking a piss and caused him to pee all over himself. The man hurriedly pulled his pants up and ran away in panic. Then, another man went into the restroom.

It was Marshall–the attorney she had just met that morning. Marshall thought he was seeing things when he saw one of his clients hanging outside the window of the men’s restroom. However, Stella did not care about her looks at that moment. She tapped the window, trying to ask him for help.

Marshall was in a daze for a short while, but he quickly came back to his senses and walked over to open the window. Stella felt weak at her legs, and her voice was trembling as she eagerly said, “Hurry up and call someone to open the door to the women’s bathroom. There’s a girl in there who is suffering from asthma.”

Marshall grabbed her wrist and said in a low voice, “I’ll pull you up first.”

“No, go save her I can manage this by myself.” That being said, Stella had no strength left in her legs after standing on the 12–inch–wide platform for more than ten minutes.

She had to take a break, but Marshall did not let go of her “Your safety is also very important. Put your arms around my shoulders and slowly climb up. I’ll support you,” he said softly.

For a moment, Stella was touched by his words. She had not heard such caring words in a long time.

Not wanting to delay any longer, she listened to Marshall and grabbed onto him with one hand while she put the other over his shoulders. She tried to climb through the window with Marshall’s help, but her legs were not strong enough. She started slipping before she could take a step.

Suddenly. Marshall let go of his hand, and Stella turned pale with fright. The next second, his hands we around her waist as he pulled her up