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Upon seeing Wang Aiguo's drastic change in expression, the monk immediately panicked and asked nervously, "What's with that expression? What happened to my butt?"

"Before joining the army, I never believed in blood-stained uniforms, but now I do," Wang Aiguo said firmly.

The monk was even more puzzled. He turned around and grabbed his pants, pulling them forward as if to see what was going on.

Then, the next moment, the monk almost fainted.

"Holy crap, what's going on?"

……

Fortunately, this incident shouldn't be publicized, otherwise Bi Fujian would definitely be taking heart medication now. After all, almost ending up in the proctology department during a morning run sounds a bit eerie.

The position was a bit awkward, so the monk could only ask Wang Aiguo to take a look for him.

So the two of them crawled into the large latrine where the quartermaster had been taken to the hospital, and then the two grown men did something indescribable...

As soon as the monk pulled down his pants, Wang Aiguo's vision went black, and he immediately regretted agreeing to help him.

"Dude, I can accept your smelly feet, but don't you even wash your ass? Your ass is as black as if you're from Africa. What, does the Shaolin Temple have a branch in Africa?"

The monk blushed deeply at Wang Aiguo's words, but he couldn't care less at the moment. He cursed and said, "Stop talking nonsense and just tell me, what happened?"

"I don't know what happened either, but since you're dripping blood from your butt, I guess... you must have accidentally injured yourself." Wang Aiguo thought for a moment and felt that his deduction was quite reasonable.

The monk's eyes rolled back, and he almost fainted.

"roll!"

And so, the monks who were supposed to be going for a morning run slowly walked back to their dormitories with Wang Aiguo's help.

Back in the dormitory, everyone was already up. Upon seeing the monk return like this, everyone was stunned.

Huang Gang looked at Wang Aiguo, then at the monk who was clutching his buttocks, and frowned slightly.

"you……"

"I know exactly what you're going to say, but if you utter those two words, I'll beat you to death right now!" Wang Aiguo said coldly, squinting at Huang Gang.

Huang Gang was speechless for a moment, and he gave in in order to survive.

However, even if Huanggang yielded, it didn't mean everyone would. For example, the cult leader, who was passing by outside and completely unaware of the situation, looked at Wang Aiguo and the martial monk with a strange expression and said, "You two were having a gay encounter this morning?"

"Aaaaaah, I'm going to beat you to death!" Wang Aiguo roared as he chased after the cult leader.

Meanwhile, the martial monk followed behind, clutching his buttocks and limping along, looking as if he would rather die than let the cult leader down with him.

....

Five minutes later, the monk leaned against the bedside, looking troubled and unsure whether to sit or stand.

The divine healer glanced at the martial monk, then frowned and said, "Three Hundred, what's going on? You two were fine when you went for your run, weren't you?"

"Didn't he do the splits the other day?" Wang Aiguo said without batting an eye, making his baseless deduction.

The monk rolled his eyes at Wang Aiguo. He wanted to explain, but when he saw that the person speaking to Wang Aiguo was the miracle doctor, he shut up. After all, the miracle doctor was from a medical university; surely someone studying medicine wouldn't believe such a bizarre deduction?

But to the monk's surprise, the divine doctor nodded and said seriously, "From a medical point of view, this is possible. After all, he did too much of a split a couple of days ago, which could have caused a tear in his sphincter and resulted in bleeding."

The monk stared blankly at the divine physician, his heart filled with "friendly greetings" to the physician's entire family.

"Damn it, didn't you guys even consider that I might be having a hemorrhoid flare-up?"

"I've never seen hemorrhoids bleed this much before, so I think Wang Aiguo's deduction is correct." The miracle doctor solemnly made his 'diagnosis'.

Monk: "..."

I have a few words of utter 'MMP' in my mouth, but I don't know if I should say them.

.......

However, it wasn't a solution for the monk to bleed like this, so after a while, Wang Aiguo, the divine doctor, and Huang Gang helped the monk to the medical team.

The medical team's medic was a middle-aged man around 40 years old with a square face and a serious expression.

Upon entering, the military doctor was stunned by the condition of the martial monk and then said something that Wang Aiguo would never have imagined.

"Holy crap, are you a woman disguised as a man to join the army? You need sanitary napkins!"

"Medic, can you please stop? I'm wounded, and quite seriously so. Can you please stop telling jokes?" the monk roared in embarrassment and indignation.

The military doctor then gave an awkward laugh and said, "Young man, don't be so temperamental. I was just joking. Come, let me check you out."

The monk, looking utterly dejected, pulled down his pants again. But as soon as the pants were off, the medic glanced at the monk's buttocks and immediately said sternly, "Young man, you need to wash your butt more often. Look at your skin, it's as black as someone from the African savanna. This isn't good for you!"

Monk: "..."

"Are you guys only happy when you've killed me? Then give me a knife, and I'll kill myself, okay?"

....

After a "detailed" examination by the military doctor, a conclusion was finally reached.

"Yes, it is indeed bleeding from hemorrhoids."

"Phew." The monk breathed a sigh of relief, then immediately turned to Wang Aiguo and the others and said, "I knew it, I must have been bleeding from hemorrhoids."

But before he could finish speaking, the military doctor added, "However, this is external hemorrhoids. Judging from the bleeding, you must have done some strenuous exercise recently, and judging from the wound, it was probably doing the splits. So strictly speaking, this shouldn't be called hemorrhoid bleeding."

After the medic finished speaking, the monk immediately gave him a look that said, "Are you kidding me?"

Wang Aiguo and the others mentally cheered for the military doctor, thinking, "This military doctor is indeed very skilled!"

Because of his injury, the medical team issued the monk a sick leave certificate for three days of rest.

Then the monk could only lie miserably on the bed, motionless.

The news of the monk's injury spread like wildfire among the new recruits, as if a megaphone had been installed.

So the monk, who was lying comfortably in bed, soon saw all sorts of "kind-hearted people" coming to visit him.

"I heard you were injured?" The first to arrive at the 'battlefield' was the quartermaster. Upon learning that the monk was injured, the quartermaster was as happy as a 300-pound child. He wished he could take a home theater system and play it on repeat on the parade ground.