Hotpot

It was also possible for them to stay around the police station while Qin Yi returned to the hospital to look for Gao Qing. Although it was a distance away, she could do so with her physique.

But since Yun Huan had spoken, it had undoubtedly lessened the trouble for her.

Lin Qing smiled and patted Qin Yi on the shoulder. "We'll head there then. But Qiqi, you need to cook up a feast tonight. We are all starving."

Chu Mohe pouted and looked at Qin Yi pitifully. "That's right, that's right. Yiyi, I'm starving."

Qin Yi was moved but she did not know how to express her emotions. It might have been due to her previous life in the Qin family, and the reason for her being guarded.

"Alright, today's a bit colder, so we will have hotpot."

It was considered a luxury to have hotpot in the apocalypse and equivalent to having a shower during a water shortage.