Great Zhou: Emperor Wu, I need to check your taxes.

"I've looked at the accounts you've uncovered recently, especially that messy account from the Ministry of Revenue last time."

"You didn't calculate it stroke by stroke like those old scholars, but seemed to have a special... intuition? Or method?"

"They can always spot big problems from seemingly insignificant details."

Lin Yun's heart skipped a beat.

This woman's keen insight is truly terrifying!

Although she was unaware of Tianyancha's existence, she noticed the unique nature of its auditing logic.

"This...is indeed a family-inherited mathematics discipline," Lin Yun said vaguely.

"I don't care if it's a family heirloom or something you created yourself."

Shangguan Wan'er waved her hand, interrupting him.

"The national treasury accounts are now piled up like mountains. Even if we rely on those few old and senile officials, we won't be able to finish checking them by next year."

"And you can't be in two places at once, you can't stay stuck in this pile of dead debts forever."

"At the winery incident, I could tell you were quick-witted and had good crisis management skills."

"We are currently short-handed in the interior defense, especially in terms of players who can stand alone."

"Therefore, I want you to summarize your auditing methods into a simple procedure and teach it to your subordinates."

"Free yourself from that pile of dead debts and do something more important."

"Since I've sent a commander to protect your family, you'd better use your skills wisely."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yun was speechless.

Isn't this just like the old saying, "Establish SOP processes, train subordinates, and then turn yourself into a higher-level beast of burden"?

So this president not only knows assassination, but also has a natural talent for modern management!

"What? You don't want to?" Shangguan Wan'er raised an eyebrow, noticing Lin Yun's expression.

"Yes! Of course I'm willing!"

Lin Yun quickly expressed his opinion.

This isn't necessarily a bad thing. Freeing oneself from tedious, mechanical labor does indeed allow for more energy to be devoted to alchemy and cultivation.

Basically, it's just about teaching some auditing methods and approaches. This stuff isn't really valuable unless you're using SkyEye.

"Alright, you can get started on it tomorrow."

Shangguan Wan'er nodded in satisfaction, a hint of fatigue on her face, and waved her hand.

"Alright, you can both leave now. I need to meditate for a while longer, and I'll assign you two tasks tonight."

"Yes."

Li Hong'er responded, straightened her clothes, and turned to leave.

Lin Yun also turned around.

But at that very moment when he turned to the side.

[Tianyan Check - Scan]

With a thought, Lin Yun glanced at the figure on the couch again out of the corner of his eye.

[Audit Subject: Shangguan Wan'er]

[Special Intimate Partner's Health Status: Dantian and Qi Sea continue to fluctuate. The old injury has not only failed to improve, but has also developed new cracks due to the recent emotional fluctuations and forced qi circulation. Qi flow is obstructed (currently enduring the pain).]

"It's still this serious..."

Lin Yun's heart sank.

This woman is really obsessed with saving face, even at the cost of suffering.

Even though he was in so much pain he was sweating profusely, he was still pretending nothing was wrong.

If this injury is allowed to worsen, not only will her subsequent actions be affected, but it may even shake her very foundation.

But if she falls, the leg I just latched onto will be broken!

"Wait a moment."

Lin Yun took two quick steps and whispered to Li Hong'er, who had already reached the door:

"Sister Hong'er, you go out first and close the door behind you."

"I have a few private words I'd like to report to the President alone."

Li Hong'er was taken aback. She turned around to look at Lin Yun, then at Shangguan Wan'er on the bed, her eyes filled with suspicion.

Seeing that Shangguan Wan'er did not object, he nodded.

"Then hurry up, don't keep the President from resting."

After saying that, she walked out and closed the door behind her.

"squeak……"

As the door closed, only two people remained inside once again.

Shangguan Wan'er was clutching her lower abdomen, her brows furrowed, and her face even paler than before.

Seeing Lin Yun return and insist on speaking to her alone, she looked up somewhat impatiently.

"Is there anything else? If you want to negotiate the price..."

"Commander-in-Chief".

Lin Yun didn't waste any words, interrupting her directly. He strode to the bedside, his tone serious and low.

"Is your injury still not healed?"

Shangguan Wan'er's pupils contracted slightly, and she was about to retort instinctively.

"I'm fine..."

"Don't hold on any longer."

Lin Yun pointed to her jade-like hand, which was tightly gripping the hem of her Taoist robe and trembling slightly.

"Although I don't understand any advanced martial arts, I do have some knowledge of medicine."

"The cold sweat on your forehead and the barely perceptible tremor in your voice just now are telling me that you are in pain."

"And it hurts a lot."

Once her disguise was exposed, Shangguan Wan'er's facade of strength finally crumbled.

She glared at Lin Yun with some annoyance, but gave up arguing. She just leaned weakly against the soft pillow, her voice feeble.

"So what if they figured it out?"

"Aunt An's medicine hasn't been prepared yet, so I can only tough it out for now."

"Can you take my pain for me?"

"I can't take your pain for you."

Lin Yun took a deep breath and pulled out the small white porcelain bottle containing the white ointment from his pocket.

"But... I might be able to help you relieve the pain, or even... cure it."

"What is this?"

Shangguan Wan'er looked at the ordinary little porcelain bottle, but instead of showing much interest as usual, she seemed somewhat suspicious.

She knew some of Lin Yun's abilities; he was exceptional at auditing accounts and had a sharp mind.

But this alchemy for healing...

Aside from hearing yesterday that he went to Aunt An for "advice," I've never actually seen him show off this skill.

"This is a medicinal ointment that I... made last night based on a family recipe."

This time, Lin Yun didn't dare to make any overly confident statements, nor did he dare to claim it was some kind of miraculous medicine. Instead, he tried to keep a low profile.

"I don't know if this thing will be effective for your injury."

"But this medicine... its main function is to promote tissue regeneration, improve blood circulation, and repair meridians."

"I have tried it myself, and it has a remarkable effect on skin and flesh injuries."

"I was thinking that although your internal injuries are complex, they are ultimately due to damage to your meridians. Perhaps... we could give it a try?"

Shangguan Wan'er looked at the small bottle, then at Lin Yun's somewhat apprehensive yet sincere eyes.

If someone else had presented her with something of unknown origin, she would have kicked them out on the spot.

But Lin Yun...

That inexplicable sense of S-level trust came into play once again.

Moreover, she is indeed in a lot of pain right now.

The sharp, needle-like pain in her dantian made it almost impossible for her to concentrate on circulating her inner energy.

Instead of just toughing it out like this, why not try anything as a last resort?

"Give it to me."

Shangguan Wan'er stretched out her hand, her tone still cold, but her outstretched hand trembled slightly.

Lin Yun quickly handed over the porcelain bottle.

"The name of this medicine is... White Jade Muscle Regenerating Ointment."

Lin Yun learned his lesson this time and chose a more conventional name.

"The method is very simple: apply it externally around the Dantian and Qihai acupoints, and use it in conjunction with the true qi to catalyze the process."

Shangguan Wan'er uncorked the bottle.

A faint, sweet, fishy smell wafted out, heading straight for her pert, delicate nose.