Zhu Yanyi sighed. "How many days can we stay at home?"
Yan Aohan looked at Zhu Yanyi and said softly, "Seven or eight days is fine. I know you are reluctant to leave, so you have one week. After that, we must depart. Doumiao has many things to arrange."
The matter regarding Zhu Zhibin was not difficult. However, Yan Aohan disliked any unexpected risks. Therefore, he prepared everything in advance. Moreover, he had other purposes for going early.
Currently, the situation in the capital seemed more stable. This was partly because Zhu Yanyi had drawn some attention away. However, the reality in the capital was more severe. Not only was Old Master Yao in danger, but several elders had also encountered assassinations.
Yan Aohan naturally had to return. Some people’s hands had grown too long and needed to be cut off. She did not tell Zhu Yanyi about this. Since she was not skilled in such matters, she only shared what she could understand.
Zhu Yanyi pondered slightly. She knew they could not stay in Sicheng Town for long. She did not expect it to be only a few days. She felt unspeakable regret. The only thing she did not understand was why she, just a doctor, had become an obstacle for others. "How often can we return?"
Yan Aohan looked at Zhu Yanyi. "You can return once every one or two years to stay for a few days, provided the arrangements are proper. Of course, Ani, if you one day reach a level that makes people look up to you, you will not need to hide like this. So, work hard, Ani."
The so-called level of admiration meant at least reaching the realm of a Medical God. At that time, people everywhere would look to her. Everyone wanted to live, whether domestic or foreign, whether from the righteous or underworld paths. A doctor’s greatest advantage was building connections. With invincible connections, no one would dare to oppose her foolishly.
Zhu Yanyi smiled bitterly. "I don’t know when I will reach that level."
Yan Aohan looked at Zhu Yanyi, seeming to think. After a while, she spoke. "As long as you work hard, you will get there. Remember, you started learning medicine at five. Now you are fourteen, and your skills have caught up with your master. Perhaps in a few more years, you will reach that level, won’t you?"
Zhu Yanyi waved her hand and sighed. "Forget it. That is just self-comfort. However, I will not give up on medicine. You can rest assured about that. Although I can only return once every one or two years, one day you will destroy those people. Then I can return openly. Oh, how silly I am." Zhu Yanyi tapped her head. "It is faster to wait for you to destroy the demons than for me to become a Medical God."
Zhu Yanyi instantly regained her spirits and smiled at Yan Aohan. Yan Aohan paused, realizing this method was indeed faster. She tapped Zhu Yanyi’s head. "You clever girl." Her tone held a hint of helplessness.
Zhu Yanyi’s mood improved, so the journey home was happy.
They had left Sicheng Town only half a month ago. Yet, returning felt indescribable, like a long-awaited reunion. "Leaving home young, returning old; accent unchanged, hair gray. Children see me, do not know me, and ask where the guest comes from. Although I have not been away as long as that poem suggests, even after these few days, I feel shy returning home."