[{"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-87":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},2334013,4564,"Chapter 87","from-the-god-of-medicine-a-journey-through-film--chapter-87",87,"\u003Cp>“Big Brother Wang, Sister Andy, goodbye.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the two go upstairs, Guan Juer fished out her keys from her small bag and walked in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Yingying, just home, came out with toothpaste foam on her mouth: “You’re back, Guan Guan. I thought I heard you greeting Big Brother Wang?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, Big Brother Wang and Sister Andy took me out to eat.” Guan Juer turned back after closing the door, nodded to Qiu Yingying, glanced at the clock on the wall, then looked at Fan Shengmei, who was lying on the sofa with a face mask on: “Sister Fan, aren’t you sleeping for beauty? It’s almost eleven.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh come on, it’s all because of you! You went out to eat with Wang Yan and Andy and didn’t even tell me. Didn’t reply to my messages—made me worry for nothing.” Fan Shengmei sniffed: “Did you drink?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sorry, Sister Fan, it’s all my fault. Next time I’ll definitely tell you ahead of time.” Guan Juer apologized, then added: “We had barbecue, just a little beer.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She never had a good tolerance for alcohol, and she hadn’t drunk much. Without the atmosphere, past the initial excitement, the little she’d drunk on the way home had mostly worn off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Yingying, mouth full of toothpaste foam, mumbled: “Any hot guys?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the mention of hot guys, Guan Juer’s mind filled with Doctor Zhao. Even though Wang Yan and Andy had teased her about it, her face still flushed instantly. They were close friends, sisters—she didn’t hide it, shyly saying: “There was… one. He’s Big Brother Wang’s friend.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was definitely something going on. Qiu Yingying turned and exchanged glances with Fan Shengmei; both nodded. Qiu Yingying hurriedly said: “Tell us, tell us!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guan Juer sat on the sofa, thought for a moment, then said: “He’s a doctor…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After listening, Fan Shengmei said: “Little Guan, from what you’ve said, this Doctor Zhao really is excellent. You must hold on tight—good men are rare these days.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sister Fan’s right, I also think Doctor Zhao’s great.” Qiu Yingying chimed in: “Got a photo? Let us see?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guan Juer nodded, fidgeting, pulled out her phone, found Zhao Qiping’s WeChat: “There. That’s his profile picture.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Yingying glanced, then snatched the phone: “Sister Fan, look! He’s really handsome!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm, definitely handsome.” Fan Shengmei nodded, unable to hide her envy and bitterness: “Little Guan, Doctor Zhao is good-looking, has a great job, and his family clearly isn’t poor. You’re so lucky. Oh, when will I ever meet a quality man like this…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why are you sighing, Sister Fan?” Qiu Yingying said. “Aren’t you already with Big Brother Wang? He’s great—I really think you two are perfect for each other.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Shengmei had already written off Wang Baichuan—what did “compatible” even mean? She changed the subject: “Little Earthworm, you’ve been brushing your teeth for over twenty minutes. That’s enough.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Yingying chuckled: “Forgot. I was just thinking about Guan Guan’s hot Doctor Zhao. Never mind, never mind. Time to wash up and sleep. Guan Guan, you should clean up too—you smell like alcohol.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Glancing at the forlorn Fan Shengmei, Guan Juer murmured an acknowledgment and went back to her room to change clothes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the blink of an eye, two days passed. Wang Yan and Andy stuck to their routine: quiet, warm days, work as usual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But these two days were agonizing and worrying for Guan Juer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On one hand, she chatted enthusiastically with Doctor Zhao, her new acquaintance, about everything under the sun during free time. On the other, she couldn’t refuse Lin’s enthusiastic pursuit and efforts—she kept silently accepting it. This gave her a guilty feeling, like boarding a sinking ship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just after work hours, Guan Juer was still working hard. Though Andy and Zhao Qiping had comforted her about the events of the past few days, she still felt a sword hanging over her head, unable to rest. She hoped to impress her superiors, to earn their attention and memory, to make up for the points she’d lost in their eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The vibration of her phone drew the attention of Guan Juer, who was fully absorbed in her work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She paused her hands, looked at the caller ID, hesitated, then took a deep breath and answered: “Hello? Brother Lin?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, little sister? Are you off work? I happened to pass by your place today—want me to pick you up?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Listening to the voice on the other end, Guan Juer glanced at the time in the lower-right corner of her computer. She wasn’t stupid—she knew Brother Lin had been waiting, calling precisely at the moment she finished work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guan Juer took a deep breath and rushed out: “Brother Lin, thank you for taking care of me these past few days. But I’m sorry—I already like someone. Goodbye, Brother Lin.” She hung up immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other end, Brother Lin, bent over, lowering his head, stepping into the car, heard the dial tone. He froze. After a moment, he sat in the driver’s seat, shut the door, and stared blankly at the flat, wide road ahead. His mind was filled with Guan Juer’s final words: “Goodbye, Brother Lin.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a long while, Brother Lin forced a carefree smile, started the car, and drove forward…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After hanging up, Guan Juer opened her top-pinned WeChat chat, stared blankly at the last “keep going” emoji. She snapped back, gave herself a mental pep talk, and returned to work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not long after, her phone vibrated again. She glanced and answered: “Hello, Sister Fan?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Little Guan, the property management called—last night, the floor below leaked all over the place. I firmly denied it was us…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After listening, Guan Juer thought for a moment: “Could it be from me washing clothes last night?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even if it was, you can’t admit it. If you do, they’ll make you pay for a long list of damages. Just do as I said. I’ve got something to do—I’ll be late getting back. I just called Little Earthworm—she’s working overtime. Are you staying late tonight?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Guan Juer could answer, Fan Shengmei glanced at Wang Baichuan beside her and continued: “If you get home early, you’ve got to handle this carefully—don’t admit anything easily. If there really is a problem, you’ll have to rip up the floor, leave the bathroom unusable for days, and have workers coming and going—you’ll have to take leave to supervise, right? Who has time for that? Okay, that’s all I’m saying. Be careful. I’ve got more to do—gotta go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guan Juer returned to Happy Valley nearly eight o’clock. As soon as she entered the building, the property staff waved at her: “Finally, someone’s back—we’ve been waiting for you. Wait a sec—I’ll call the plumber and the resident of 2102 to come check your place.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guan Juer nodded silently. She wouldn’t listen to Fan Shengmei’s excuses—avoidance didn’t solve problems. If it was her fault, she had to admit it. That was the lesson her parents taught her since childhood, reinforced by the past few days’ lessons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike Qiu Yingying’s messy drama, the downstairs neighbor was reasonable, with no intention to extort—everything went smoothly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other side, Wang Yan and Andy finished dinner, took a leisurely walk in the park to digest, and chatted as they strolled home. Whenever Andy didn’t have overtime or business dinners, they walked every day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as they reached the community gate, they saw Fan Shengmei and Wang Baichuan, who had just dropped her off, talking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the two talking, Andy said to Wang Yan: “Isn’t that Little Fan? Oh, Wang Yan, the man standing across from her is her old classmate, Wang Baichuan.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan grunted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Shengmei, too, spotted them approaching, and smiled to greet them: “Hi, Andy, Wang Yan.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ve met Andy—no need to introduce her.” As they drew closer, Fan Shengmei smiled and introduced to Wang Baichuan: “This is Wang Yan, Andy’s boyfriend.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Baichuan beamed, extended his hand: “Hello, Wang Baichuan.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan, this fellow surname, didn’t know what to say. He was indeed a sycophant—but Wang Baichuan was willing. Fan Shengmei had toyed with him early on; he didn’t know, so forgivable. Later, when Wei Wei took them to the villa and publicly exposed and humiliated him, he still rushed to help her fix her messes—hard to justify. He was just a masochist, throwing himself at her, as if he couldn’t live without Fan Shengmei.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Wang Yan could help him out easily, he’d be glad to. But Wang Baichuan wasn’t someone Wang Yan could fix with a casual gesture. Didn’t he know Fan Shengmei’s character? Didn’t he know her family background? He wasn’t an idiot—he knew. He just liked it. He wanted it. You can’t stop him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan nodded, shook his hand, and said: “You too. Same surname—we should chat sometime. We won’t disturb you. Carry on.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, no problem.” Wang Baichuan nodded to Andy politely: “Take care, goodbye.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What disturbance? We’re done talking.” Fan Shengmei said then: “Andy, let’s go up together.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Glancing at Wang Baichuan’s expression, Andy said: “Sure, let’s go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Shengmei waved to Wang Baichuan: “Bye, drive carefully, take it slow. I’m off.” Then she turned and walked away with Wang Yan and Andy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Baichuan took a step forward, as if to stop Fan Shengmei, but didn’t move, only said: “Get some rest early.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Shengmei didn’t turn back, just murmured “Mm” and walked away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the three disappear, Wang Baichuan hesitated, entered the community, followed them to Building 19, and learned from the property staff that Fan Shengmei wasn’t as glamorous as she appeared—he discovered the truth of her shared apartment. He got back in his car and called his old classmate to dig up details about Fan Shengmei, confirming she lived poorly—and still went to pottery and flower-arranging classes…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the way up, Andy and Fan Shengmei chatted intermittently, returning to the 22nd floor. Seeing workers bustling in and out, Andy said to Wang Yan: “Go ahead upstairs. I’ve got some things to do—I’ll stay with them a bit longer.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan nodded, gave Guan Juer, who stood by the door, a nod, and went upstairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Wang Yan left, Andy said: “It’s so messy here—why don’t you come to my place for a while?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guan Juer waved her hand: “I won’t go, Sister Andy. You two go.” She didn’t say anything about “staying to watch”—to say that in front of them would sound condescending.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Andy understood. She didn’t press. She opened the door to 2201 and walked in with Fan Shengmei, who had just finished assessing the situation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She pulled out two bottles of water, handed one to Fan Shengmei. Thinking of Wang Baichuan earlier, Andy sat down, took a sip, and said: “Little Fan, don’t think I’m meddling. In China, when men start businesses, renting a car is totally normal. So I believe your classmate didn’t rent the car to deceive you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After hearing Andy, Fan Shengmei felt awkward at first—after all, the man she was close to was just pretending. But then she remembered she hadn’t promised him anything, so the awkwardness faded. She shook her head: “Qu Xiaoxiao told you everything, didn’t she?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“She mentioned it by accident—I overheard.” Andy realized she’d betrayed Qu Xiaoxiao, awkwardly made an excuse, and changed the subject: “It’s not a big deal. As long as your Wang classmate truly cares for you, whether he has a car doesn’t matter.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Shengmei disagreed. She shook her head: “Andy, you don’t understand. I’m just an ordinary person. To settle in Shanghai, I need over a million for a house down payment. I believe he didn’t lie on purpose—but a man who can’t even afford a BMW 3 Series, how can he buy a house and support a family? If I marry him and have kids, I can’t live in a rented apartment. You’re different—you buy a house with a word. You can’t understand, Andy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Andy thought for a moment: “I understand. Everyone wants stability. Living in uncertainty is terrible.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Exactly, Andy.” Fan Shengmei clapped her hands, delighted: “You know, everyone around me blames me… Isn’t human nature selfish?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I only know that if you have the means, helping others is the greatest contribution to society.” Andy said calmly: “But I have a question: since powerful people are few, why not consider teaming up with someone like your Wang classmate—building a life together?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Shengmei sneered: “Partnership is built on equality. Look at today’s laws and public opinion—they only see the man building a career, never the woman holding up the home. If a woman has the ability to partner, she might as well strive on her own—earn a good life and gain social recognition. The safest path for a woman is to rely on herself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Andy smiled: “Then why pretend to be his girlfriend?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Because I need to balance my hormones.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Andy laughed, shook her head at her sudden slang, and shifted topics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a while, the issue was resolved. Guan Juer walked in: “Sister Fan, it’s done.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh finally! Today was exhausting—I’m going to bed early.” Fan Shengmei stretched: “I’m heading back. Bye, Andy. Come on, Little Guan.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guan Juer thought for a moment: “You go ahead, Sister Fan. I’ll talk with Sister Andy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Shengmei said nothing, stepped out, and returned to 2202.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Andy watching her, Guan Juer said: “Sister Andy, Brother Lin came to me today—I turned him down.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Turned him down?” Andy blinked. She knew Guan Juer’s inner conflict from daily work. She smiled: “So you chose Doctor Zhao?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guan Juer nodded shyly, then shook her head: “Not exactly choosing. I thought carefully—even without Doctor Zhao, I wouldn’t be with Brother Lin. I just didn’t know how to refuse before. Today, I finally said it all at once. I just feel bad for Brother Lin.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Though I haven’t had much experience, nothing like Sister Fan’s, I think love is simple: you like someone, you like them; you don’t, you don’t. You’re young—don’t settle for marriage out of pressure. That’s truly being kind to Brother Lin—you saved him from wasting more time and energy on something doomed. Little Guan, don’t overthink it. I support you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, Sister Andy. I just wanted to tell you this—I won’t disturb you anymore.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Andy smiled and nodded: “Alright, see you tomorrow.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Guan Juer left, Andy quietly drank water, thinking of everything since meeting Fan Shengmei, her words just now, Qu Xiaoxiao’s earlier remarks about Fan Shengmei, and her behavior—clear contradictions. Not to mention comparing her to Guan Juer’s handling of Brother Lin…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She shook her head, stopped thinking, focused on some work, then went upstairs to find Wang Yan reading.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lying on Wang Yan’s lap, her aching shoulders being massaged, Andy recounted everything: “I never thought Fan Shengmei would be like this—I just don’t understand why she does this…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan said calmly: “Without walking in their shoes, judging others from the sidelines is unreasonable. We don’t know what shaped her—judging her by our own standards makes even less sense. You have superhuman wisdom; she doesn’t. You have money; she doesn’t. You have me; she doesn’t.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan said this with a smirk—he’d always acted on subjective judgment, a bit unscrupulous. But he had no choice—he had the god’s-eye view.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Andy beam at “you have me,” Wang Yan continued: “Vanity and materialism aren’t wrong—they’re personal choices. What’s wrong is her refusal to reject. Little Guan handled it well. I should arrange a dinner soon so she and Doctor Zhao can meet again—deepen their connection.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Andy sighed: “We were talking about Fan Shengmei—why are you bringing up Little Guan?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fan Shengmei isn’t worth much to say…” Wang Yan saw Andy glaring at him, sighed: “Fine, I’ll say two more things. At first, their contact, familiarity, understanding—understandable. But after so long, she never gave him a clear stance. She just kept him dangling, wasting his time, energy, and money—that’s her problem.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And ‘balancing hormones’…” Wang Yan paused. Fan Shengmei didn’t need more words—she should just do something useful: “I won’t say more about Fan Shengmei. I still say: if you think she’s worth it, be friends. If not, stay away.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, Wang Yan lifted Andy up amid her protests: “Since we’re talking about hormones, I think you need balancing too…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, the room was filled with warmth, accompanied by cries—whether of pain or pleasure, no one could tell…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Andy was thirty-one when she lost her virginity…\u003C\u002Fp>",2740,"2026-06-20T21:08:40.823Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","8144dcd417c142c923cc64a17c9a38993f78964d5324ce4b62aecc7fa5117d17","from-the-god-of-medicine-a-journey-through-film--chapter-88","from-the-god-of-medicine-a-journey-through-film--chapter-86",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Ffrom-the-god-of-medicine-a-journey-through-film--cover.jpg"]