Gu Qingyao thought about it and agreed. Medicine was a tiring profession. One could not manage without a certain amount of energy. The two of them were old, and they did not have as much energy as the younger folks. They could work now and then, but to carry on like that every day was too much.
Gu Qingyao said, "Teacher, Grandfather Qin, in that case, you should just resign, come back, and have a good rest.
"As for me, it's just a plan. I haven't started to implement it! It will take at least another two years. Uncle Qin is coming back this year. Then you can do whatever you like. If the two of you feel bored, you can occasionally take in a student. At your level, I'm sure you will be welcome anywhere."
Jiang Yiru laughed. "That's true!"
It was winter, so it was cold outside. A little brazier burned in the house. Gu Qingyao had specially brought tea leaves for the two old folks, and everyone gathered around to chat.