"Just one meal and there's so much to eat."
"Three meals a day without any repetition."
"Since the establishment of the quarantine zone, only Qu Yimin has had complaints; which other survivor would be so picky?"
Qu Yimin slammed the food in her hands hard on the ground, bursting the milk carton and splattering the liquid everywhere.
Qu Yimin erupted in anger,
"I've said I won't eat these! Look at the production dates on them; they're all nearly at their expiry. I want fresh food, fresh!"
"Don't you understand? Can't you understand human speech?"
Qin Zhen stood behind a group of medical staff, her face full of rage. She lowered her voice to Hua Mi and said,
"What kind of bizarre family could raise such a person? What time do we think it is now? And still here fussing about expiry dates?"
Hua Mi also sneered and loudly said to Qu Yimin,
"If you have a problem with our quarantine zone's food, then you shouldn't come to Xiang City Base. We don't welcome you here."
