[{"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-31":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},2333957,4564,"Chapter 31","from-the-god-of-medicine-a-journey-through-film--chapter-31",31,"\u003Cp>Wang Yan said nothing, merely glanced at them, smiled faintly, and shook his head as he walked away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one stopped him, because they didn’t understand what he was laughing at, and his earlier gaze had been unsettling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan didn’t waste time on pointless verbal clashes with them—it meant nothing. As always, it was Gu Jia’s birthday, and he didn’t want to cause trouble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, that didn’t mean Wang Yan was magnanimous enough to pretend it never happened. He wasn’t exactly forgiving—he had his temper. His realm was just slightly higher, nowhere near the level of a monk offering his body to feed an eagle. He hadn’t harmed them yet, that was already generous; why the hell were they coming over to stir up trouble? These bastards—one and all—wouldn’t even deserve to be spared if he didn’t teach them a lesson, not after what his parents had endured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But things must be done one at a time; Lin Youyou’s matter was the priority. He had plenty of time and wasn’t in a rush. These four fools could wait—after everything was settled, he’d play with them slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Xiaoqin, Zhong Xiaoyang, and Wang Manni had too little experience and too narrow a perspective. Even Zhong Xiaoyang, who was slightly better than the other two, wasn’t much better. They only felt Wang Yan’s gaze was terrifying, sending chills down their spines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liang Zhengxian was different. His family was among the wealthy elite of Hong Kong Island, and given its unique environment, he was familiar with that kind of look. He sensed the utter contempt and indifference to life in Wang Yan’s gaze—something no ordinary person could possess. He immediately realized he’d stirred up trouble, filed Wang Yan away in his memory, and planned to investigate him thoroughly once he got home. If Wang Yan was just pretending to be tough, he’d make sure Wang Yan ended up begging on the streets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Ziyang had been listening for a long time and understood what “no manners” meant. Given Wang Yan’s influence over Xu Ziyang, even his own biological parents couldn’t compete—let alone a foster mother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dad, wait for me—I’m not playing with them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Children always have clear likes and dislikes. Xu Ziyang pouted, glared at them, shook his head just like Wang Yan, and turned to follow him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan was called back, turned around, and caught him nodding. He picked up the habit fast—Wang Yan found it hilarious, wondering what the hell he was so seriously nodding about.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The remaining four were left utterly baffled by Xu Ziyang’s actions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan had no interest in their reactions. He took Xu Ziyang’s small hand in his large one, moved to another spot, and resumed counting ants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Xiaoqin and Wang Manni were Gu Jia’s close friends. Considering this was Gu Jia’s birthday party, they didn’t want to make a scene, so they let it slide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Xiaoyang had no stake in it. Seeing that elite Liang Zhengxian had been shut down so thoroughly, he felt somewhat relieved and simply wrote Wang Yan off as a lunatic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liang Zhengxian was just waiting to go home, dig up the details, and make Wang Yan beg for food.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, Xu Ziyang had been raised under Zhong Xiaoqin’s watch, and she cared for him. The way Xu Ziyang had just treated her—calling Wang Yan, a lunatic, “Dad”—how could she possibly be happy?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fuming, she grabbed Wang Manni and the two men and went to find Gu Jia, who was chatting with others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She pointed at Wang Yan, who was squatting with Xu Ziyang counting ants, and said sharply: “Gu Jia, who is that man? Why is Ziyang calling him Dad?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Jia followed Zhong Xiaoqin’s finger and saw Wang Yan and Xu Ziyang happily playing this childish game. She couldn’t help but chuckle. Then she remembered Zhong Xiaoqin’s tone and quickly stifled her smile: “He’s Wang Yan. He lives upstairs. Ziyang adores him and adopted him as his godfather.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She recalled her earlier vagueness: “He’s the friend I told you about. Xuan Shan and I have been extremely busy lately—he’s been taking care of Ziyang most of the time. What’s wrong? Why ask about him?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan would never bring an unrelated woman home—that’d just invite trouble. Neither Wang Manni nor Daisy knew where he lived. Wang Manni, listening nearby, learned for the first time that Wang Yan lived in Junyue Fu, and she was genuinely surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d been to Gu Jia’s home—it had already exceeded her imagination. She knew the price of Gu Jia’s apartment. According to Gu Jia, the higher the floor, the more expensive it was—so how much was Wang Yan’s place worth? Compared to Liang Zhengxian’s overtly upscale lifestyle, which he clearly declared as a confirmed bachelor, nothing matched the impact of a fifty-million-yuan apartment sitting right there. She felt a pang of regret for her earlier behavior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Xiaoqin was also stunned after hearing Gu Jia’s explanation, but it didn’t stop her from venting and berating Wang Yan. Her mouth, like a leaky quilt, chattered nonstop, recounting everything that had just happened, then added her verdict: “Gu Jia, how can someone be so rude? So utterly ill-mannered.” She was certain now: Wang Yan had no manners.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After listening to Zhong Xiaoqin’s rambling, Gu Jia immediately understood what had happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After spending so much time with him, she understood Wang Yan well. A wealthy single man having something with a beautiful woman? That was normal. Though she felt a bit unhappy about it, she was fully aware.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Misha lived downstairs, and Wang Yan occasionally visited her. Wang Manni wasn’t bad-looking, and Gu Jia knew her nature well—there was no doubt she was sleeping with Wang Yan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, Liang Zhengxian had been defending Wang Manni and provoking Wang Yan, and now they were all standing by, watching the drama unfold. Wang Yan clearly didn’t want to bother with them. Even if he hadn’t shaken hands, which was slightly rude, he’d still answered them. Liang Zhengxian, clinging to his status, insisted on blocking him to save face—and got shut down. Who could he blame?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Jia was somewhat annoyed by their collective attack on Wang Yan, but she couldn’t take sides—on one hand, her close friends; on the other, her vague romantic interest. She was stuck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All she could do was try to smooth things over: “Xiaoqin, Manni, and you two gentlemen—I apologize on behalf of Wang Yan.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s my birthday today. Let’s all enjoy ourselves and keep things pleasant. Can you give me this favor?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Gu Jia saying that, if they still caused trouble, they’d lose their friendship entirely. Though the two men didn’t care, they had to consider the women’s reactions. So, aside from Zhong Xiaoqin’s lingering resentment, no one said more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, evening arrived. Gu Jia spoke first, thanking guests and reminiscing about hard times. Then Xu Xuan Shan took the stage to profess his love, speaking sweet, insincere words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan sat at the very back, watching them display their affection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wondered whether the Gu Jia, radiant with happiness at this moment, would later write something like “Reflections on Xu Xuan Shan’s Infidelity.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a while, the banquet officially began. Wang Yan ate a few bites hastily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the time seemed right, he wiped his mouth, stood up, walked to the front, and found Gu Jia chatting with her friends.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Wang Yan approach, the foursome wanted to glare him to death—he didn’t care.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan stepped forward and said to Gu Jia: “Gu Jia, I’m leaving now. You all have fun.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Jia knew Wang Yan showing up was already more than enough. None of the guests were worth his attention, especially after the earlier unpleasantness, so she didn’t try to stop him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t drink and drive—he’d had a little, called a driver, and headed straight back to Junyue Fu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Gu Jia’s birthday, life returned to normal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That same night, Liang Zhengxian inquired about Wang Yan. In modern society, gathering information was effortless. Wang Yan’s details were all public—he easily obtained a full dossier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After reading it, especially learning the caliber of Wang Yan’s business partners, he realized he’d misjudged him—he’d stepped on solid iron. But he wasn’t afraid; his own family wasn’t easy to mess with.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He waited several days but received no retaliation from Wang Yan, so he dismissed him. He continued flirting with Wang Manni, enjoying her alluring body endlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He figured Wang Yan was just blowing smoke—after all, in real life, everyone sought harmony for profit. No need to escalate over a minor clash. Wang Yan, upon learning his strength, had surely calmed down and abandoned any thought of revenge. Of course, he’d definitely try to undermine him behind the scenes—just keep an eye on him going forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Xiaoyang and Zhong Xiaoqin had no further contact with Wang Yan. They resumed their romantic antics and forgot about him within days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only Wang Manni occasionally fantasized, in private, about living in a fifty-million-yuan mansion as Wang Yan’s wife.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan didn’t care what those few thought—he hadn’t reached them yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Xuan Shan’s previous deals were mostly settled, and lately he had nothing to do, so he stayed in Shanghai. He’d go out to meet clients, but Gu Jia wasn’t interested in his business—she was busy handling the tea factory’s paperwork. She didn’t know he was idle and didn’t suspect a thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over these days, Wang Yan had figured out Xu Xuan Shan’s schedule and began his operation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One afternoon, after picking up Xu Ziyang from school, Wang Yan drove him out for a good meal. Normally, he scoured the city for delicious food and took Xu Ziyang out for lavish dinners whenever he had time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, the place was far away, and they returned quite late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Jia knew where Wang Yan and Xu Ziyang had gone, so she didn’t need to return early—she stayed at the dessert shop working. If Xu Xuan Shan was also busy, Wang Yan would pick her up on his way home. Today was no different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Following his observations of Xu Xuan Shan’s routine, Wang Yan delayed his return slightly, arriving a bit late to pick up Gu Jia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Jia sat in the passenger seat, chatting and laughing with Wang Yan, while Xu Ziyang dozed in the back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan kept Gu Jia distracted, gradually slowing the car, steering toward the hotel where Xu Xuan Shan and Lin Youyou were.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Xuan Shan was truly brazen—Wang Yan admired him. Maybe it was his first affair and he had no experience. Between Gu Jia’s dessert shop and Junyue Fu, there were two routes, roughly equal in distance. Wang Yan usually chose one depending on circumstances. The hotel stood plainly on one of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan drove slowly along that route, leaving it to fate. If he encountered Xu Xuan Shan, perfect. If not, he’d try another method tomorrow—he had his movements pinned down; the man couldn’t escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, Wang Yan was the protagonist, blessed by the system, destined by heaven. His fate was strong, his luck sufficient. As he drove past, Xu Xuan Shan happened to step out of the hotel at that exact moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan’s eyes were sharp, and he was already alert—he spotted Xu Xuan Shan instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to Gu Jia: “Hey, Gu Jia, isn’t that Old Xu?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Jia followed his gaze and saw Xu Xuan Shan standing by the hotel entrance, staring at his phone. Recalling his recent odd behavior, she immediately suspected infidelity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She picked up her phone, suppressed her unease, and called him: “Honey, where are you? When will you be home?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Xuan Shan answered: “Wife, I’m at the restaurant. Just finished drinking with a client—I’m heading home right away.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Drinking at a hotel? Though hotels had dining services, it was obvious he didn’t mean that. Gu Jia said she understood and hung up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sitting in the passenger seat, Gu Jia fell silent, tears streaming down her face. No wonder women are made of water—this came so fast. Had her emotions been brewing since the phone call?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan couldn’t stand women crying. He grabbed a tissue box from the car and handed it to her: “Gu Jia, don’t overthink it. Hotels have restaurants too—he might’ve just eaten there.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The more he spoke, the harder she cried. Fortunately, she didn’t sob loudly, afraid of waking the sleeping Xu Ziyang—she just trembled silently, shoulders shaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan had no solution. He pulled over, leaned over, and patted her gently, letting her calm down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Jia, seeing Wang Yan approach, grabbed his arm and buried her face against his shoulder, crying. Wang Yan was miserable—the car was cramped, and she pulled him tightly, forcing him into an awkward position.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stayed like that, twisted and still, for a long while, until Gu Jia finally stopped crying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He restarted the car, sped up, and headed toward Junyue Fu. “Clean yourself up. We’re almost home.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, they reached the underground garage. Gu Jia took a deep breath to steady herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan carried the child, and the three of them entered the elevator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the elevator, after a pause, Gu Jia said to Wang Yan: “Wang Yan, tomorrow, will you come with me to check?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, the only person Gu Jia could think of was Wang Yan. Her friends, her social circle—all useless. Not only was Wang Yan the firsthand witness who’d seen and heard everything, but after all this time of casual chatting, sparks had already ignited between them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Jia had instinctively turned to Wang Yan as her anchor—otherwise, why had she and Xu Xuan Shan lost their passion? Clearly, women, no matter how strong, still fear being abandoned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Women ultimately need protection. Even the strongest woman, faced with this, is helpless. Seeing the pleading in Gu Jia’s eyes, Wang Yan nodded silently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Xuan Shan hadn’t returned yet—no one knew where he’d gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan carried the child to bed and left without saying another word to Gu Jia. What was there to say? Tomorrow, he’d catch Xu Xuan Shan red-handed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Wang Yan left, Gu Jia tucked the covers around the child—Xu Ziyang always slept restlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stepped out and looked carefully at this home, built from nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is it falling apart?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Jia’s heart swelled with mixed emotions. Memories of meeting Xu Xuan Shan, falling in love, marrying, having a child—each moment, each better day, flashed through her mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She shook her head and took a bath. She wanted to clear her mind, wash away the traces. Thinking of Xu Xuan Shan making love to another woman, then returning to her with affection, made her feel filthy. No matter the reason, what he’d done was irresponsible, a betrayal of his wife and child—unforgivable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While Gu Jia bathed, Xu Xuan Shan returned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing him enter, Gu Jia asked knowingly: “Back already? Where did you eat?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Xuan Shan didn’t suspect anything—Gu Jia sometimes asked this. He lied without hesitation: “At that…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing the place he named, Gu Jia confirmed his infidelity beyond doubt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She said nothing more: “I see. Go wash up. You smell like alcohol.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He noticed her odd state—her eyes were red. “Wife, you’re not okay. Why are your eyes red?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, nothing. Water got in my eyes earlier—I rubbed them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She urged him: “Hurry up and clean yourself. You stink.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After washing, they lay in bed, each lost in thought, exchanging half-hearted words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Xuan Shan had exhausted himself on Lin Youyou and was tired. Soon, he fell asleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Jia listened to his breathing but couldn’t sleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She thought of Xu Xuan Shan’s good qualities, of their happy family life, of how to face this, how to resolve it—her mind churned with chaotic, tangled thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She drifted in and out of sleep until dawn.\u003C\u002Fp>",2648,"2026-06-20T21:08:40.823Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","34bfb572afd06859c827b477c9bd318b7d46381e64d9c0ae49d2334d7221f229","from-the-god-of-medicine-a-journey-through-film--chapter-32","from-the-god-of-medicine-a-journey-through-film--chapter-30",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Ffrom-the-god-of-medicine-a-journey-through-film--cover.jpg"]