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Wang Aiguo looked down and saw that it was a bottle of Liuwei Dihuang Pills.

"Six, Liuwei Dihuang Pills???" Wang Aiguo's eyelids twitched. This thing was even more amazing than what the martial monk had given him.

Liu Wenjun blushed and whispered, "This is for the martial monks to replenish their strength."

"Supplement what?" Wang Aiguo felt a headache coming on, wondering what kind of brain circuits these people in the brigade had.

However, Sister Leopard and Liu Wenjun were also helpless. They did want to send iron yams, but firstly, they couldn't buy them at all. Secondly, even if they did manage to buy them, could the monks really eat them raw?

After discussing for a long time without any results, just when they were about to give up, they discovered that their district captain had several bottles of Liuwei Dihuang Pills.

Since it's for tonifying the kidneys anyway, Liuwei Dihuang Pills might be more suitable. So they asked the squad leader to buy a bottle and delivered it to the monks.

But if a girl suddenly runs up to you and gives you a bottle of Liuwei Dihuang Pills, if you were that guy, how would you feel when you accepted the medicine?

"Anyway, I've given you the medicine, so I don't care about anything else. Goodbye." With that, Liu Wenjun grabbed Sister Leopard and ran off, leaving Wang Aiguo standing there bewildered in the wind, holding the bottle of Liuwei Dihuang Pills.

"Hello, and hello to her too." Wang Aiguo turned around, stuffed the Liuwei Dihuang Pill into the monk's hand, and then silently left.

The monk stared blankly at the Liuwei Dihuang Pill in his hand. As a monk barely in his early twenties, still practicing Shaolin Kung Fu, he had actually been reduced to taking Liuwei Dihuang Pills. If others knew, they'd laugh themselves to death!

However, because Liu Wenjun came to deliver the medicine openly and honestly, it was too late for him to hide it now.

"Liu Wenjun, this is an irreconcilable hatred!!!" The monk roared to the heavens in his heart!

.......

Before lights out, the monk stared at the bottle of Liuwei Dihuang Pills in his hand, looking utterly conflicted. Should he take it, or take it, or take it?

Wang Aiguo returned after taking a cold shower. Logically, it was almost December, and a cold shower was really too chilly. But he had no choice; he had to run ten kilometers that night, and without a shower, even his blankets would be soaked.

Upon entering the room and seeing the martial monk holding Liuwei Dihuang Pills, Wang Aiguo immediately said, "What's wrong? You're still reluctant to take it? Planning to use this as a token of your love?"

After Wang Aiguo finished speaking, the dormitory erupted in laughter, except for the martial monk whose face turned bright red.

"P's token of love? What kind of token of love involves giving you a kick that will cut off your offspring?" the monk said angrily.

Wang Aiguo shrugged and said, "This is all your fault. You had to show off, and now you've disfigured that girl. This is karma!"

"Huang Gang, it's all your fault! If you hadn't shouted like that, would I have fallen?" The monk angrily pointed at Huang Gang and shouted.

Huang Gang: "..."

This pot really fell from the sky! What does this have to do with him? He was just saying it casually; he didn't ask the monk to throw the girl out.

"Alright, alright, there's no point in saying so much now. Anyway, the medicine has been delivered, so you should eat something to nourish yourself," Wang Aiguo said, trying to smooth things over.

The monk took a deep breath and finally opened the Liuwei Dihuang Pill.

The peaceful night passed just like that, but the monk tossed and turned all night, unable to sleep well, and finally drifted off to sleep in the middle of the night.

The next morning, when Grandpa Bi blew the wake-up whistle, the monk still felt dizzy and looked like he hadn't woken up properly.

"Monk, why do you look so pale?" As soon as Wang Aiguo woke up, he noticed that the monk's face was deathly pale.

A person with dark skin and an unusually thick body hair, whose face was deathly pale, would be a very eerie sight.

The monk was about to speak when he suddenly felt a pain in his lower body. He instinctively touched his lower body, and his expression turned even more unpleasant.

Seeing that the monk remained silent, everyone was taken aback. Then Wang Aiguo asked anxiously, "What happened?"

"It seems... my injuries have worsened," the monk said, his face ashen.

Everyone: "Holy crap..."

Normally, everyone should go for a morning run after waking up. But today, Wang Aiguo's dorm doesn't have to go for a morning run; they have a brand new task—weighted running.

Early in the morning, a group of people carried the monk's stretcher and rushed towards the medical team. Everyone in Team 12 saw this hurried scene again, and then they were even more shocked.

The monk went to the medical team for two consecutive days, and he was carried there on a stretcher. Could it be that the female soldiers poisoned Liuwei Dihuang Pills yesterday?

Just as everyone was racking their brains trying to figure it out, Wang Aiguo had already led the martial monks into the medical team in a flurry of activity.

The medical team's doctors had just woken up and were still drowsy when they saw Wang Aiguo and the others rushing into their dormitory like madmen with the martial monks.

"Medic, take a look quickly, what's wrong with him?" Wang Aiguo asked anxiously, placing the martial monk in front of the medic.

The army medic, looking at the screaming monk, was first taken aback, then asked strangely, "Where is he injured this time?"

"It's the same place as yesterday. He just woke up this morning and said his injuries had worsened and he was in a lot of pain," Youjiang explained from behind.

The military doctor was stunned for a moment, then pulled down the monk's pants and peeked inside.

"Huh, why is it even more swollen? That shouldn't be the case. What did he eat yesterday?" the military doctor asked疑惑地.

The group exchanged bewildered glances before Wang Aiguo whispered, "Liuwei Dihuang Wan (Six-Ingredient Rehmannia Pill)."

Military doctor: "..."

"You've got some nerve..."

.......

The matter was quickly clarified: the monk's condition resembled a drug allergy. Actually, calling it an allergy wasn't quite accurate, as the monk himself showed no allergic reaction to Liuwei Dihuang Wan (a traditional Chinese medicine).

But the problem is, his is swollen.

Yesterday, the army doctor prescribed a medicine to reduce swelling, essentially a heat-clearing and detoxifying agent. Normally, the monk should be fine in three days at most. However, last night he took Liuwei Dihuang Wan (a traditional Chinese medicine), which is a kidney-tonifying and aphrodisiac, theoretically also considered a "heat-inducing" medicine. Therefore, the two medications interfered with each other, resulting in the monk's current condition.

After figuring out what had happened, the monk became even angrier. So, Liu Wenjun had come to deliver Liuwei Dihuang Pills yesterday with the intention of poisoning him?

After understanding the truth, Wang Aiguo felt deep sympathy for the martial monk. Although it was retribution, this retribution was rather harsh.

Immediately afterwards, the monk was accepted into the medical team. He would not return to Team 12 or participate in training until the swelling subsided.

Wang Aiguo thought that the monk's bad days were over, but when he brought him food the next day, he was shocked to find that the monk's retribution was far from over.

While the monk was still swollen, his hemorrhoids flared up again...