[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-from-the-god-of-medicine-a-journey-through-film-":3,"chapter-from-the-god-of-medicine-a-journey-through-film--from-the-god-of-medicine-a-journey-through-film--chapter-2":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","From the God of Medicine: A Journey Through Film and TV Worlds",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2333928,4564,"Chapter 2: Chapter Two: Buying Medicine, Liu Sihui","from-the-god-of-medicine-a-journey-through-film--chapter-2",2,"\u003Cp>Wang Yan never intended to sell medicine long-term; he just wanted to accumulate capital upfront. The stocks he remembered in his mind were enough to make him live in luxury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Changlin had sold fake medicine for years without trouble, but as soon as he sold real medicine, he was caught shortly after. That goes without saying, right?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Jia’s wish, at its core, was simply “money.” “There’s only one disease in the world: poverty.” Not just Wang Yan, I think most people agree with this statement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With his foresight advantage, Wang Yan had many ways to make money and had no need to take such a huge risk; he didn’t time-travel just to end up in prison in glory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the plane landed, the ground beneath Wang Yan’s feet had become the territory of India.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was Wang Yan’s first time leaving the country; he looked left and right, finding everything strange and fascinating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carrying his bag, he found a driver at the exit who spoke Chinese, negotiated the fare, and gave him an address.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at the filthy surroundings on the road, Wang Yan declared he still loved his own magnificent homeland best.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To be honest, Wang Yan was worried he might get robbed halfway, since India was still very chaotic. To his surprise, the whole trip went smoothly and without incident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the driver acting as interpreter, Wang Yan explained his purpose and met the owner of Natdo Pharmaceuticals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a smooth conversation, he bought 160 bottles without issue, just like in the movie—sold out in a month, exclusive agency.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had the driver-interpreter drop him off near the airport, left his contact information, and waved goodbye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He found a nearby hotel, stored the box of Glivec in his space, slept through the night, and returned home the next day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At Lv Shengyi’s home, Wang Jia and her husband went into a frenzy upon seeing Wang Yan return.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They scrambled to prepare a full table of dishes, ate and drank their fill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Jia and her husband stared at the Glivec before them, their hands trembling, emotions surging.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan understood—it was something called hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll leave you six bottles; I’ll sell the rest. You two don’t get involved,” Wang Yan said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lv Shengyi, you stay home and take care of them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Watch the kids closely. Don’t worry.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m leaving now. I’ll come back later.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan didn’t want them dragged into this; having them involved would only make things worse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After leaving Lv Shengyi’s home, Wang Yan calculated his next move and went to find Liu Sihui—the address Lv Shengyi had given him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the movie, Liu Sihui was the one who controlled the sales channels. To be honest, not just anyone could build credibility among so many patients and rally a group—ordinary people simply couldn’t do it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was still early; Wang Yan strolled slowly through Shanghai’s streets, taking his time until he reached Liu Sihui’s nightclub.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He found a seat and ordered a beer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Liu Sihui dance passionately on stage, Wang Yan felt a flood of emotions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had no strong feelings about Liu Sihui—her daughter had a terminal illness, her husband had abandoned them, and her situation was what it was. She was just trying to survive; there was nothing wrong with that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Liu Sihui finished her performance, Wang Yan went over to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hello, I’m Wang Yan,” he said, extending his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hello, Liu Sihui,” she replied, shaking his hand, then asked, “What do you want?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan smiled. “Do you know Lv Shengyi? Same situation as your daughter—I’m his brother-in-law. I’d like to discuss a business deal with you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Sihui thought for a long while before remembering, then her face lit up. “What kind of business?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan glanced around. “Let’s go somewhere else. This isn’t convenient. Change your clothes, let’s get something to eat, and talk over dinner.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Sihui went to change, and the two found a nearby restaurant and ordered a few dishes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan raised his glass and invited Liu Sihui to drink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I got some Glivec from India. The efficacy is the same as Novartis’s version sold domestically,” Wang Yan said, taking a bite of food.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lv Shengyi told me you have wide connections among the patients. I’m looking to partner with you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Sihui listened quietly. “How would we cooperate?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Five thousand per bottle. I’ll give you three hundred per bottle sold, and I’ll supply your own medicine for free,” Wang Yan replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course, you understand this is illegal and carries serious risk—it won’t last long.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But my medicine is guaranteed. You can rest assured.” He pulled a bottle from his space and placed it on the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Take this one first. If you’re unsure, have someone test it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What do you think?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Sihui raised her glass. “Give me a few days. I’ll have it tested. I’ve been scammed too many times over the years—you understand.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan nodded in understanding and said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then they ate, drank, chatted casually, exchanged phone numbers, and parted ways.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no seduction scene—Wang Yan was just an ordinary man, not devastatingly handsome, just passably good-looking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course he wasn’t immune to desire, but he wasn’t so desperate as to act recklessly. Such things, if transactional, would be ugly. Better to take it slow. There was plenty of time—why rush?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He found a cheap hotel and settled in for now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the following days, Wang Yan enrolled in an English class. Though he’d studied before and remembered some bits when he concentrated, it was useless—his level had always been low, and even with memory, how much could he recover?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With no income coming in, Wang Yan’s wallet was empty. If he waited a few more days, he’d be broke—he was starting to get anxious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, on the afternoon of the fourth day, Liu Sihui called to say the test results were fine—he could bring the medicine to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She understood the risks and gave him her home address directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Sihui’s call came at a perfect moment. Wang Yan took the Glivec box out of his space, checked out of the hotel, and took a taxi to her house. Whether or not he’d misunderstood, he had no intention of returning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At Liu Sihui’s residence, Wang Yan looked at the dilapidated apartment building and thought, “Better to have anything than illness, better to have money than nothing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He went upstairs; Liu Sihui opened the door and let him in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Walking inside, Wang Yan froze when he saw the little girl staring blankly at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He quickly smiled and greeted her: “Hi there. What’s your name?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little girl just stared at Wang Yan without speaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Sihui stepped forward, hugged the girl, and said to Wang Yan: “She’s shy around strangers. Say hello to Uncle Wang. Tell him your name.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl whispered: “Hello, Uncle. My name is Liu Tiantian.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan laughed heartily. “Hi, hi! I’m Wang Yan. Call me Uncle Wang, hahaha.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps his laughter put her at ease—Liu Tiantian’s voice grew louder as she sweetly called, “Uncle Wang.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan was delighted. He pinched her cheek gently, thinking, “This little girl is far more endearing than any boy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You sit down for a bit,” Liu Sihui said, leading Liu Tiantian into the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan sat on the sofa and looked around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old apartment buildings were usually small. Liu Sihui rented a two-bedroom unit—it wasn’t large, but because of her daughter, it was arranged warmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Sihui came out and sat across from Wang Yan. “I had your medicine tested. It’s fine. How much do you have?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan nodded and opened the box he’d brought, placing it between them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the full box of Glivec, Liu Sihui’s reaction was no less emotional than Wang Jia and Lv Shengyi’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There are 153 bottles,” he said, pulling out three. “These three, plus the one I gave you earlier, are for Tiantian. Take the rest and sell them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Sihui stared at the box of Glivec before her, remembering her years of hardship, and tears welled up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her daughter had a terminal illness; her husband abandoned them, leaving her alone to raise their child. Her struggles were unimaginable—otherwise, she wouldn’t have resorted to dancing and selling herself at nightclubs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the movie, Liu Sihui’s ending was never shown. Wang Yan guessed it was probably not a happy one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The beautiful woman in front of him cried endlessly; Wang Yan couldn’t just sit there and watch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Liu Sihui was vulnerable. Wang Yan sat beside her and pulled her into his arms, offering silent comfort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a long while, Liu Sihui’s crying subsided. She sat up in his arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at Wang Yan, she found his ordinary face strangely attractive. She gave him an embarrassed smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s fine. Don’t be shy. I understand.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan continued: “By the way, after all this time, you must know quite a bit about the patients. Try to sell only to reliable people—avoid those who cause trouble.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Better to have fewer problems than more. Of course, I know it’s impossible to avoid entirely—just try your best.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Sihui nodded. “Yes, I understand.” She glanced at the clock on the wall and said, “It’s getting late. Have you eaten yet?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Wang Yan nod, she said: “I’ll make some dishes. Let’s have a drink. Wait a moment.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Sihui got up to prepare dinner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan, with nothing else to do, walked into Liu Tiantian’s room and found her sitting quietly on the bed watching TV.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Wang Yan enter, Liu Tiantian called out, “Uncle Wang.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan smiled and nodded. Such a small child, so well-behaved—it broke his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sat beside Liu Tiantian and asked: “Tiantian, how old are you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Tiantian replied softly: “Five.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you go to kindergarten?” Wang Yan asked gently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Tiantian shook her head. “No.” Her voice carried a hint of sadness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan nodded, understanding. He didn’t press further—how could a child this young not want to play with others?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After that, Wang Yan stayed with Liu Tiantian, watching TV. Perhaps because he seemed kind, or perhaps because she rarely had anyone to talk to, she chatted happily with him about random things.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon after, Liu Sihui called them to dinner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They sat down at the table. Liu Sihui brought out two bottles of wine and gestured to Wang Yan: “Have some?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sure,” Wang Yan said. He was a man who liked alcohol and enjoyed a drink now and then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Sihui poured both their glasses full, raised hers, and said: “This one’s to you—for giving us a chance to live.” She drank it in one gulp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaving aside everything else, just consider the Glivec—each bottle costs 37,000 yuan on the market. Now, she got it for free, with the same efficacy. The help it gave her was unimaginable. She didn’t even know how much longer she could hold on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan smiled and finished his drink. “Enough with all that. Better days are ahead. Let’s eat.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Picked up a piece of vegetable for Liu Tiantian: “Tiantian, eat more—you’re so thin.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Tiantian looked up to thank her, swallowing large mouthfuls of rice. She could feel Liu Sihui’s happiness, and thinking of her mother, who spent every day with a furrowed brow, she too felt joyful, eating with more vigor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon after, the three of them ate, drank, laughed, and chatted like a family of three, the atmosphere warm and tender.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Sihui might have sensed the oddness of the atmosphere; she kept glancing at Wang Yan, her thoughts swirling. Wang Yan pretended not to notice, smiling and chatting with Liu Tiantian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Children have small appetites; even though Liu Tiantian performed beyond her usual capacity, she finished eating in no time. She left the space to the adults and, very considerate, returned to her room on her own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the two of them remained at the table; the atmosphere grew awkward. Wang Yan made small talk, chatting with Liu Sihui.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Sihui kept raising her glass, constantly urging Wang Yan to drink—everything looked harmonious, as if all guests were delighted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Sihui poured out all the bitterness and grievances she had carried for years, crying and laughing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan listened quietly beside her, offering comfort now and then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After drinking for a full two hours, Liu Sihui—who had long lived in the underworld—had a strong tolerance for alcohol. Wang Yan, though a Northeasterner, had only average capacity and was thoroughly drunk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After drinking, things naturally followed their course. Wang Yan was no saint—he wanted to appear virtuous while acting otherwise, saying “no” with his mouth but his body being honest, half-resisting, half-allowing, they did what needed to be done.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan believed that after all these years raising a daughter with a terminal illness alone, Liu Sihui felt profoundly insecure. His appearance made her feel as if she had grasped a lifeline. Now that a way forward lay before her, she had no other means to secure this sense of safety except through herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a mother’s love, poured out entirely for her daughter.\u003C\u002Fp>",2196,"2026-06-20T21:08:40.823Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","3d8b0fe4ea615c27ab2588f104ea96bf144b2dfc051b050d540ed6102520b8a1","from-the-god-of-medicine-a-journey-through-film--chapter-3","from-the-god-of-medicine-a-journey-through-film--chapter-1",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Ffrom-the-god-of-medicine-a-journey-through-film--cover.jpg"]