Dell drove Chen Zhao home, his face still filled with displeasure.
"Chen, I'm very unhappy now. I can't believe you didn't trust me at all. I thought we were friends."
"If I didn't take you as a friend, I wouldn't have treated Faith's eyes."
"But you could have told me directly that you can heal her eyes, not act like a thief."
"And then? And then you can announce to the whole world that someone can cure a blind person of her blindness?"
"Is that not good?"
"No, not at all. The treatment is very complicated and can't be repeated indefinitely."
"Fine. I promise to you... no, I swear in the name of God that I won't tell anyone, including Tsura."
"I want you to swear in the name of your dick, not God. You've done enough blasphemous things."
"Fine. I swear..."
When they reached Chen Zhao's house, Dell also alighted from his car and gave Chen Zhao a tight hug.
