"Traditional Chinese medicine is not witchcraft, but a magical art to save lives!"
After looking around, Ye Feng spoke calmly.
After signaling Wenrou to translate his words, he clasped his fists towards the people around him and walked away.
Seeing Ye Feng was about to leave, the people around him immediately and spontaneously made way for Ye Feng.
"Wait a moment."
Ye Feng had just walked a short distance when he heard a shout from behind him.
"Huh?" Ye Feng looked back and found that the person who shouted at him to stop was the leading black player.
"Hello, my name is Mike, and I'm the captain of the UCLA football team. Thank you for saving our team members. I also apologize for what I said to you just now. Chinese medicine is not witchcraft. Like Western medicine, it is a medical technique that saves lives."
The black player sincerely apologized to Ye Feng.
"It is a doctor's duty to save lives."
Ye Feng waved his hand casually and prepared to leave.
"Are you a UC student? I wonder if you are interested in joining the football team. If you are willing to join, I can give you the quarterback position!"
But before Ye Feng could take a step, Mike looked at him and extended an invitation.
"I'm sorry, I'm not a student at UC, I'm her boyfriend, and I came to the United States this time to see her."
After listening to Wenrou's translation, Ye Feng smiled and hugged Wenrou, shaking his head.
"What a pity..." Mike looked regretful, then he was relieved and said, "But luckily you are not a student from the United States, otherwise, I would be afraid of meeting a terrifying opponent like you in the professional league."
"Then you'd better start praying from now on, hoping that I don't plan to study in the United States. Otherwise, who knows when we will meet on the court..."
Ye Feng smiled and joked with Mike, then took Wenrou in his arms and walked towards the laboratory.
"Mysterious Oriental people, mysterious Oriental power..."
Looking at Ye Feng's back, Mike shook his head and walked back to the playground quickly with lingering fear.
"My dear, I really hope you can stay in the United States..."
She held Ye Feng's hand tightly, leaned her head on his shoulder, and murmured.
"What?" Ye Feng turned around with a smile: "Does this mean that I can fight every day for you to watch?"
"no… "
Wenrou shook her head and whispered, "If you stay in the United States, we don't have to think so much. We don't have to think about Yuxin or Sister Yixue. You are only my boyfriend!"
Ye Feng was silent, and couldn't help but sigh softly in his heart.
He owed so much to the women around him. They gave everything to him, but he could only give very little in return, and he was unable to give his whole heart to any one of them.
"But my dear, I am already very satisfied that you can come to see me and stay with me for a while."
Seeing Ye Feng's expression, she smiled gently and sweetly, and held Ye Feng's hand tightly.
"Whether I'm in the United States or I return to China, I'll always be your boyfriend! Forever!"
Ye Feng held the gentle hand tightly and made a promise solemnly.
"Humph, you have no conscience, dear..."
Hearing this sweet promise, Wenrou was overjoyed, but she pretended to be angry and said, "Who wants you to be my boyfriend for life? I want you to be my husband and my lover for life!"
"Okay, I'll be your husband and lover for life!"
Ye Feng laughed, scratched Wenrou's little nose, and walked towards the laboratory while talking and laughing.
It has to be said that although America’s cultural heritage is not as profound as China’s, it is still very good at high-tech.
Not only is everything in the laboratory automated, there are also several high-tech robots, and everything is controlled by computers.
Moreover, after Ye Feng provided a Panax notoginseng plant, with some gentle operation, the whole plant of Panax notoginseng turned into microcrystalline powder.
According to Ye Feng's test on the medicinal properties, the medicinal purity of Panax notoginseng in this pile of powder is as high as 99%.
Such purity is extremely rare in the preparation of traditional Chinese medicine.
If such a set of equipment can be brought back to China, or if this technology can be brought back to China, the improvement of the quality of traditional Chinese medicine will surely usher in a leapfrog development.
"Is this equipment for sale? How much does it cost?"
After pondering for a moment, Ye Feng asked Wenrou curiously.
"The cost of the entire laboratory is about 60 million US dollars..." Wenrou gave an approximate price, sighed softly, and then said: "But this is the latest scientific research result of Canada, and it is forbidden to sell to China."
Not for sale!
Upon hearing this, Ye Feng's brows involuntarily twisted into a knot.
Although the construction cost of 60 million US dollars was high, it was still within the affordability of him and Jiang Yixue. However, the prohibition on sales was really painful.
"Mr. Ye, I wonder if the technology of the research laboratory is satisfactory to you?"
At this moment, a middle-aged foreigner suddenly walked quickly into the door of the laboratory. After his eyes fell on Ye Feng, he asked with a smile.
"Who are you?"
Wenrou frowned and looked at the middle-aged man in confusion. She was familiar with everyone in the laboratory and did not remember seeing such a person.
What's more, this middle-aged man speaks fluent Chinese without any stuttering. If you don't look at his face and only listen to his accent, you would think he is a native Chinese.
"Someone from the Food and Drug Administration?"
But Ye Feng raised his eyebrows, looked at the middle-aged man and asked with a smile.
He spoke fluent Chinese, knew his name, and was well aware of his movements. Apart from being from the FDA, he really couldn't think of who else the other person could be.
"Mr. Ye has good eyesight." The middle-aged man nodded, stretched out his hand to Ye Feng, and said, "I am Dyson Smith, the director of the U.S. Food and Drug Administration. Mr. Ye, you can just call me Dyson. What happened at the airport yesterday was caused by the poor performance of my subordinates. I hope Mr. Ye can forgive them and not take it personally."
"They are just a bunch of small fish and shrimps. If I were to get angry with people like them every day, I would have died of anger a long time ago."
Ye Feng shook hands with Dyson, chuckled, and continued, "Director Dyson, you are here for the FDA certification, right? I wonder what you think of the conditions I proposed? I don't like others to comment on my opinion, so if your country wants to introduce Spring Rain Snow Cream, it would be better to issue the certification directly to save trouble."
"Haha, Mr. Ye is a quick-witted person, but I am not here for certification today, but for a private meeting."
However, contrary to Ye Feng's expectation, Dyson did not directly answer his question. He chuckled and shook his head, then said, "Just now I saw you, Mr. Ye, looking around these devices for a long time. Are you very interested in the wall-breaking technology?"
(End of this chapter)