[{"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-76":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},2334002,4564,"Chapter 76: Love Needs No Reason","from-the-god-of-medicine-a-journey-through-film--chapter-76",76,"\u003Cp>Everyone sat around the dining table, the clinking of bowls and chopsticks, the gurgle of pouring wine, and the laughter of several women creating a harmonious atmosphere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan sat at the far end of the table to Guan Juer’s right, with Qu Xiaoxiao beside him and An Di in the middle; across from them were Bai Zhuban, Qiu Yingying, and Fan Shengmei seated next to An Di.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Shengmei raised her cup and said, “Come on, lift your glasses—thank you, An Di, for providing the venue, and thank you, Wang Yan, for the delicious meal.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone drank together. An Di coughed lightly, looked at Wang Yan, and said, “I’m not used to drinking, but the flavor’s good—pour some more.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just drink moderately—mainly eat the crabs,” Wang Yan nodded, then signaled Guan Juer to pass over the wine jar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Qu Xiaoxiao set down her cup, picked up a piece of spicy stir-fried crab, and exclaimed, “Wow, did you make all these dishes, Chef Wang? You’re amazing~” She emphasized the word “chef” heavily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Di took the wine, saw Wang Yan wasn’t reacting, and tapped her lightly: “Just eat.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qu Xiaoxiao shrugged and said, “By the way, did I just see Brother Bai cooking himself? What did he make?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Yingying lifted her head and mumbled, “Just the century egg tofu—it’s delicious.” She glanced at Wang Yan and grinned. “Almost as good as Brother Wang’s.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan shook his head with a smile, tasted a bite, and said, “Mm, good—Yingying’s right.” He winked at Qiu Yingying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Yingying turned beet red and quickly lowered her head to eat crab, though her trembling shoulders betrayed her quiet joy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qu Xiaoxiao shot Wang Yan a sidelong glance, picked up her spoon, tasted the dish, and dramatically declared, “Mmm~ This is the best dish I’ve ever eaten—far better than Chef Wang’s.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raising her cup, Qu Xiaoxiao raised an eyebrow at Bai Zhuban and continued, “Qiu Yingying, you’re so lucky—I’m jealous to death. I just love guys like Brother Bai: handsome and good at managing a household. Come on, Brother Bai, let’s have a drink alone.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Zhuban raised his cup and replied, “No, no—I should thank all these lovely ladies for always helping Yingying.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Di opened her mouth to speak, but Fan Shengmei, watching the two exchanging glances and clinking cups, glanced at Wang Yan, then tapped An Di and shook her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Di frowned but said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The meal ended pleasantly, with Fan Shengmei doing her best to keep things smooth, while Qu Xiaoxiao teased Bai Zhuban nonstop and occasionally mocked Wang Yan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qu Xiaoxiao talked to herself; when Wang Yan ignored her, she eventually gave up, sullen and quiet. She feared provoking Wang Yan—she, a weak woman, couldn’t fight back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan spoke little, only occasionally whispering a few words to Guan Juer beside him. He sipped his wine, nibbled his snacks, and watched the show.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Qiu Yingying glanced at the phone on the table: “Oh no, it’s so late—you should leave, Bai, or you’ll miss the subway. Let me walk you out. Come on, let’s go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Zhuban paused, looked around at the women, and his gaze settled on Qu Xiaoxiao. He nodded. “Alright, I’ll go then.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Leaving already? We haven’t even talked.” Qu Xiaoxiao feigned regret, shook her head, and with her large crab in hand, strode over to Bai Zhuban. “Guan Juer, take a couple photos of me and Brother Bai—I’ll look at them later and remember the best century egg tofu ever.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qu Xiaoxiao gazed at the photo on her phone, smiled sweetly at Bai Zhuban, and waved. “Bye~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Zhuban gave Qu Xiaoxiao a long look, then let Qiu Yingying pull him away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the door slam shut, Wang Yan tossed his crab shell aside, glanced at Wang Yan, who was tilting his head back to drink, and rolled her eyes with a sneer: “Just now, I slipped a note into Brother Bai’s pocket. I guarantee he’ll call me tonight—bold enough to do it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guan Juer glared at Qu Xiaoxiao, furious, but said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Di snapped, “He’s Qiu Yingying’s boyfriend. What you did is cruel.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qu Xiaoxiao shrugged indifferently. “What’s wrong with testing her boyfriend for her?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Shengmei spoke sense: “You’re testing your own personal charm, aren’t you…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before she could continue, Wang Yan drained his cup, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and said, “Mm, you’ve got a point.” He set the tissue down, looked at Qu Xiaoxiao, who was leaning sideways at him, and said, “You mean you already knew the outcome? Are you doing this for virtue?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qu Xiaoxiao sneered, “Why are you always here, Chef?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was truly kicking the bowl after eating—Wang Yan looked at Qu Xiaoxiao and gestured toward her former seat. “If you’re looking for a boyfriend, keep him well hidden—don’t make me test him for you. It’s a hassle. Right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qu Xiaoxiao’s face darkened. “Wang, I’m warning you—don’t push too far…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan glanced at her oddly. “What’s wrong with me testing your boyfriend? Isn’t that exactly what you just said? You don’t thank me, yet you threaten me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Knowing she couldn’t win, Qu Xiaoxiao grabbed her bag, marched to the door, and snorted coldly: “We’ll see.” Then she slammed the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Di frowned at the door, exhaled softly, and turned to Guan Juer and Fan Shengmei, who both looked at Wang Yan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unbothered by their stares, Wang Yan said to Guan Juer, “Xiao Guan, tell Qiu Yingying about this tomorrow—don’t say anything today. She won’t sleep well otherwise.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan greeted An Di, opened the door, and went upstairs to his home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three women stared at each other. Finally, Fan Shengmei asked, as if in a drama: “Do you think Brother Bai will call Qu Xiaoxiao?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Di hesitated. “Probably not.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guan Juer said nothing—she already knew the answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Shengmei sighed deeply. “Alright, they’re gone. Guan Guan, let’s help An Di clean up.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, okay,” Guan Juer replied. The three began clearing the mess.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next day, Wang Yan rose as usual to exercise. But since it was a rest day, An Di didn’t get up early, choosing to rest longer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan had finished breakfast and was walking back with his hands behind his back when he met An Di and Guan Juer, one behind the other, at the gate of the compound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good morning.” “Morning, Brother Wang.” They greeted him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm, good morning.” Wang Yan nodded, then asked Guan Juer, “What’s going on today?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guan Juer blushed. “An Di said going out for a morning run clears the mind and makes the whole day refreshing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Since it’s your first time, be careful—don’t overdo it.” Seeing her nod, Wang Yan continued, “By the way, did you tell Yingying?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guan Juer said, “Not yet—Yingying hadn’t woken up when I left.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Understood. Tell her when you get back—if you can’t handle it, come upstairs and find me. Now go, run. I’m heading back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, I understand, Brother Wang. Don’t worry.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Di watched Wang Yan’s back and said to Guan Juer beside her, “He’s very kind to Yingying.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Wang is kind to me too, An Di. You even told me you run and eat breakfast with him every morning,” Guan Juer said. “But he seems to dislike Sister Fan.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh?” An Di looked at Guan Juer, waiting for her to continue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve never seen Brother Wang speak to Sister Fan,” Guan Juer recalled. “Last time he dropped me off at work, I asked if he disliked her. He just said he didn’t want to invite unnecessary trouble—and didn’t say more when I tried to press.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Di thought silently, then shook her head, watching Wang Yan disappear. “Let’s not meddle. Let’s run. Later, you’ll realize…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan returned home, washed up, brewed tea, sat cross-legged on his cushion, and pondered how to handle… the clever, free-spirited, sharp-tongued, seemingly carefree yet genuinely kind and prickly rose…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d started thinking about Qu Xiaoxiao, but soon his mind wandered aimlessly. He had too many secrets—he couldn’t afford idle thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a long while, Wang Yan was jolted awake by a knock at the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew who it was without thinking. He rose and opened the door—there stood Qiu Yingying, eyes red and anxious, with Guan Juer behind her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Yingying, tearful, asked, “Brother Wang, Guan Juer told me everything. Last night, Brother Bai texted me saying he was helping a friend move. Do you think he went to see Qu Xiaoxiao?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What do you think?” Wang Yan looked at Qiu Yingying, whose lips trembled as if she’d cry, and quickly interrupted: “Come in and sit down.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Wang Yan expertly prepare the tea set, Qiu Yingying finally broke down, sobbing: “Wahhh—Brother Wang, what should I do?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan sighed. “Xiao Qiu, don’t cry yet.” He picked up his phone, scrolled, and handed it to her. “Take a look.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Yingying sniffled, “W-what is it?” She took the phone, scrolled, then looked up in disbelief. “Brother Wang… are these real?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Wang Yan nod, Qiu Yingying screamed, “Monster!” and raised her phone to smash it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan snatched it from her hand, saving it from destruction. “Still want to cry?” Seeing Guan Juer curiously eyeing the phone, he handed it to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t…,” Qiu Yingying nodded, then shook her head, tears welling. “I still want to cry, Brother Wang.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Cry because you were blind? Cry over your sweet moments together?” Wang Yan sighed, poured tea for both. “Here, drink some tea. You don’t need to be this upset—did you listen to my advice?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Yingying nodded vigorously. “Thank goodness I listened—I’d be devastated if I hadn’t.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Exactly. So between the two, you should more…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Wang Yan finished, Guan Juer, having read everything, angrily scolded, “Yingying, why are you still crying? This monster—aren’t you going to dump him?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let me finish—what you should do now is…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While Guan Juer comforted Qiu Yingying, Wang Yan quietly rose and slipped into the study, giving them space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan understood Qiu Yingying—a pure girl betrayed in love, overwhelmed by anger, grief, regret, helplessness. Crying was natural. But he couldn’t stand the sobbing—it was too distressing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After writing calligraphy for a while, Guan Juer and Qiu Yingying, eyes still red, came to find him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Yingying said, “Thank you, Brother Wang.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s nothing—as long as you’ve come to terms with it. Thank Guan Juer instead.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, Guan Guan.” Qiu Yingying turned to Guan Juer. Seeing her wave it off, Qiu Yingying asked, “Brother Wang, how did you get all this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If Qu Xiaoxiao can dig up An Di, why can’t I? Private investigators, internet hackers—they’re all options.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, right.” Qiu Yingying forced a silly smile. “Thanks again, Brother Wang. We’re heading back. Bye.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan smiled as he saw them off, then tidied the tea set and returned to his tasks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Apartment 2202, Guan Juer and Qiu Yingying opened the door. Fan Shengmei, who’d been lounging on the couch scrolling her phone, sat up. “Little Worm, why are you crying? Are you okay?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Yingying nodded, pouting. “Thanks, Sister Fan. I’m fine.” Then she trudged back to her room, dejected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Shengmei glanced at Qiu Yingying’s slumped back, then looked at Guan Juer with a questioning expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guan Juer pulled Fan Shengmei aside and angrily recounted everything—the evidence, the details. “Sister Fan… Brother Bai looked so respectable, but he’s truly rotten.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Shengmei sighed after listening. “I knew he wasn’t good, but I didn’t think he’d sink this low. Men… tsk tsk…” She snapped back. “So what’s Little Worm planning to do?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guan Juer said matter-of-factly, “Of course break up. But she’s down right now—still hasn’t figured out how to say it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s up to the big sister,” Fan Shengmei gave her a sultry glance, then swayed her hips toward Qiu Yingying’s room. “Little Worm, let Sister tell you…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Fan Shengmei’s alluring back, Guan Juer suddenly felt a chill, shivered, and followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Fan Shengmei was soothing Qiu Yingying, the clock struck noon. All their phones lit up simultaneously with WeChat notifications.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a photo from Qu Xiaoxiao—featuring Bai Zhuban.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though Qiu Yingying had already accepted the truth, seeing Qu Xiaoxiao’s radiant smile in the photo made her furious: “Qu Xiaoxiao! Qu Xiaoxiao! Damn Qu Xiaoxiao!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There, there, Little Worm, don’t be angry. We know the truth now, right? Why get mad at Qu Xiaoxiao?” Fan Shengmei soothed her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guan Juer added, “Exactly, Yingying. Just ignore her from now on. What you should do now is call the bastard, break up, then eat a big meal and start fresh.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, break up.” Qiu Yingying nodded fiercely, muttering, “Bastard Bai, Qu Xiaoxiao, damn pair—die!” She dialed Bai Zhuban’s number, didn’t wait for him to answer, and spat: “Break up, you bastard.” Then she hung up and blocked every contact. Finished, she exhaled deeply—relieved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Yingying looked like she’d accomplished a great feat. She raised her head proudly at the two beside her. Fan Shengmei and Guan Juer gave her thumbs-up. The three looked at each other and burst into laughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Fan Shengmei’s phone rang. She answered casually: “Hello?” Hearing the voice on the other end, her expression brightened. Under Qiu Yingying and Guan Juer’s puzzled stares, she retreated to her room and pitched her voice high and feminine: “Sorry, bad signal just now—who is this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Baichuan emerged from the song of joy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan and I set a time and place. Fan Shengmei went to try on clothes, then suddenly remembered the proud, refined image she always maintained in front of him—she rushed over to 2201 next door to ask Andy for help, and of course, it worked out exactly as she hoped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Fan Shengmei was about to leave, Andy remembered the photo she’d just received: “Fan Xiao Mei, I just saw the photo Xiao Qu sent—how’s Xiao Qiu doing now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Shengmei waved her hand and laughed: “It’s already settled. Wang Yan dug up everything on that white supervisor. Turns out…” Then she went on to tell Andy in detail about what had happened that morning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiao Qu really went too far in this matter.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan had made his disapproval glaringly obvious; even a blind person could see Qu Xiaoxiao’s double standards. Yet Fan Shengmei, just as in the original plot, continued: “Actually, if you look at this from another angle…” She still endorsed Qu Xiaoxiao’s actions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Andy frowned after listening, said nothing, saw Fan Shengmei out the door, then sat at her desk and carefully analyzed the right and wrong, the good and bad of the matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After thinking for a long time, she still had no clarity. She pulled out her phone and sent Wang Yan a message. Unfortunately, Wang Yan ignored her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Evening, middle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yao Bin, who had been drinking with his circle of friends around him, eyed Wang Yan warily and said: “Wang, what do you want with me? Trying to back down? Not happening.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan stared at Yao Bin: “You’re imagining things. You’ve been investigating me for a week, and I’ve been doing the same—back and forth, it’s basically the same. Did you find anything?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yao Bin shot back, unyielding: “I don’t know what’s giving you such confidence, but believe me—your good days are numbered.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t get so worked up,” Wang Yan shook his head. “Let’s drop the useless talk. Let’s talk about something real.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【A novel app that’s been running stably for years, preferred by old users for its superior text rendering—huanyuanapp.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yao Bin took a sip of liquor and slouched lazily: “What real business could we possibly have?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Our core conflict still centers on Qu Xiaoxiao. Otherwise, I don’t think you’d do something so stupid.” Seeing Yao Bin’s sneer, Wang Yan paid no mind and continued: “I’m curious—why do you care so much for her? Can you tell me why?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Speaking of this, even though he was facing an enemy, Yao Bin couldn’t hide his melancholy. He downed a large gulp of liquor, feeling its burning passage, then smiled and said something ordinary: “Do you need a reason to like someone?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm, true—liking doesn’t need a reason.” The words made sense, but Wang Yan remained speechless. He turned and asked: “But do you even know her?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How could I not… huh? What’s that got to do with you? Do I even owe you an explanation?” Yao Bin suddenly realized—he was an enemy! What the hell are you doing, analyzing my woman with me? Are you an idiot? Am I an idiot?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan chuckled: “Don’t get so agitated. Do you really know her past—especially what happened during her time abroad? After all, she’s had you digging into this and that. If you truly care for her, you’d know something, wouldn’t you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yao Bin’s discomfort vanished instantly; he returned to his usual impatient demeanor: “Of course I know. What exactly are you trying to say?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Really? I doubt it.” Noticing his expression, Wang Yan smiled: “I won’t go into your families’ backgrounds or your parents’ opinions on whether you two can be together.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yao Bin glared at Wang Yan, each word deliberate: “What exactly are you trying to say?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I think we can put our grudge on hold for now. You have something more important to deal with, don’t you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Noticing Yao Bin’s gaze, Wang Yan continued: “Don’t look at me like that. I know you want to destroy me—no need to make it so obvious. And I think once you understand this more important matter, you might even come to me for a drink.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What do you know?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You have to find out for yourself. Would you believe me if I told you?” Wang Yan glanced at Yao Bin, then scanned the group of men watching them warily. “That’s all I’ll say. Pay for the drinks.” He handed the bill to Xiao Li.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Xiao Li hold the POS machine, Yao Bin pulled out his credit card and glared at Wang Yan: “You wait—I’m coming to drink with you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He signed casually, tossed the pen aside, and walked out with his group, laughing and joking as if utterly carefree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Yao Bin leave, surrounded by his crowd, Wang Yan took a sip of liquor and shook his head, smiling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yao Bin is truly a desperate yes-man—no worse than Wang Baichuan. He’s always ready to serve Qu Xiaoxiao, constantly checking in on her, helping her with her business, wasting his time and energy, yet receiving nothing in return. She never cared about him at all—what’s the point?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yao Bin’s life is colorful enough, and he and Qu Xiaoxiao are practically equals. But if he finds out the truth and doesn’t feel anything? Impossible. He’s still a man—possessiveness is built in. Of course, if he truly didn’t care, fine—let them each do their own thing. But clearly, he cares deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan had Xiao Li pour him a glass of wine, then pulled out his phone to reply to messages one by one. He hadn’t checked in a while—there were many piled up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honestly, by now, apart from when he needed to contact someone, Wang Yan had long stopped being glued to his phone. He no longer lay in bed scrolling mindlessly for hours like before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Andy’s message had been sent early and sunk to the bottom. Wang Yan scrolled for a long time before finally spotting her message: “Are you home?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thought for a moment, then called Andy: “Hey, Andy, I didn’t see your message earlier—what’s up?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Andy, driving, replied: “I just had a question to ask you, but unfortunately, I’m taking Fan Xiao Mei and the other three out to dinner.” She paused, then added: “Want to join us?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I won’t come. How about this—if you’re done early, come to the bar and find me. I’ll treat you to a couple of drinks to help you sleep. If you’re late, and it’s not urgent, we can talk tomorrow.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, it’s settled. Send me the bar’s address.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Wang Yan could respond, Qiu Yingying shouted from the other end: “I know, I know, I know where Wang Da Ge’s bar is!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan laughed heartily: “Fine, let Xiao Qiu guide you there.”\u003C\u002Fp>",3379,"2026-06-20T21:08:40.823Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","549cdf5bf83bf20569e6813227ee4b5a3166205ea49734f7ff1e005216ced2ed","from-the-god-of-medicine-a-journey-through-film--chapter-77","from-the-god-of-medicine-a-journey-through-film--chapter-75",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Ffrom-the-god-of-medicine-a-journey-through-film--cover.jpg"]