Having said that, Ye Feng handed the microphone to Ryan and then turned and hurried towards the medical center.
"What did he just say?"
With the microphone in hand, Ryan shrugged with a confused look on his face, plainly at a loss.
"He said you and your fellow Americans are going to witness a miracle, a miracle that belongs to Huaxia!"
But before he could continue to fabricate stories about Ye Feng, Wen Rou spoke up in a solemn voice, articulating every word in crisp English, stifling the mockery that was on the tip of his tongue, forcing it all back down into his belly.
"Mr. Ye, it seems you are quite confident."
When Ye Feng arrived, Dyson, while leading the way in front, said with a smile gleaming in his eyes.
"If you had never failed like me, you would naturally possess this strong confidence as well."
Ye Feng smiled faintly and stepped through the doors of the medical center.
