Shen Lan blinked her eyes and casually picked up a piece of chocolate to eat. "Absolutely, they only serve me this junk food, I'm going to report them soon," she said.
"We must shut them down."
"In that case, I support you," Cheng Yanqing stated, "I'll join you in writing the complaint letter. I have no clue how many people this hospital has swindled."
"If plain porridge was so beneficial, wouldn't all the ordinary people in the ancient era be in perfect health and live a hundred years?"
Shen Lan found such comments amusing. After rubbing her body a bit and feeling considerably better, she said, "Being in hospitals is daunting. I have to be discharged tomorrow."
"No way, you need to stay in the hospital. What if something happens?"
The mere thought of Shen Lan secluded in the hospital made everyone feel nauseated.
Being anywhere else would be a thousand, maybe ten thousand times better than here.
