When the monk saw Wang Aiguo's face change drastically, he immediately became panicked and said with a nervous look: "What the hell is your expression? What's wrong with my butt?"

"I didn't believe in blood-stained military uniforms before coming to the army, but now I believe it." Wang Aiguo said firmly.

The monk became even more confused. While turning around, he grabbed his pants with his hands and pulled them forward, wanting to see what was going on.

Then the next moment, the monk almost fainted.

"Damn, what's going on?"

...

Fortunately, this matter is not very popular, otherwise Grandpa Bi would definitely take a heart-preserving pill now. After all, it almost caused a morning run to run into the anorectal department, which sounds a bit weird.

This position is a bit awkward, so the monk can only ask Wang Aiguo to help him take a look.

So the two got into the big toilet where the chief officer was sent to the hospital, and then the two big men did something indescribable...

As soon as the monk took off his pants, Wang Aiguo's eyes went dark, and he regretted that he promised the monk to help him see the "Chrysanthemum".

"Brother, I will admit that your feet are smelly. Are you not washing your butt? Your butt is as black as it is from Africa. What's wrong? Does Shaolin Temple have a branch in Africa?"

The monk's face turned red when Wang Aiguo said it, but he didn't care about so much at this moment, so he cursed and said, "Stop talking so much nonsense, just ask you, what's going on?"

"I don't know what's going on. Anyway, your chrysanthemum is dripping with blood. According to my estimate... it should be that you tore the chrysanthemum when you split." Wang Aiguo thought for a while, and felt that his inference was very well-founded.

The monk turned his eyes and almost couldn't come up and carried it over in one breath. This was the first time he heard the theory of tearing apart the chrysanthemums.

"Teared?"

"Yeah, it's torn."

"Tear your sister, do you think it's chrysanthemum tea?"

"Uh... if you understand this way, that's fine."

"roll!"

In this way, the monk who was supposed to run in the morning walked slowly back to the dormitory with the help of Wang Aiguo.

When we returned to the dormitory, everyone was up. As soon as we saw the monk coming back like this, everyone was stunned.

Huang Gang looked at Wang Aiguo, then looked at the monk covering his butt, frowned slightly.

"you……"

"I know what you are going to say, but if you say those two words, I will kill you now!" Wang Aiguoxu looked at Huang Gang and said coldly.

Huang Gang was speechless for a moment and surrendered to survive.

However, even if Huang Gang surrenders, it does not mean that everyone will surrender. For example, the leader who passed outside the house and was completely unaware of it, looked at Wang Aiguo and the monk with a strange look and said, "Did you two go to have sex early in the morning?"

"Ahhhhh, I want to beat you!" Wang Aiguo roared and chased the leader.

The monk limped behind his back, looking like he was going to take the leader's back even if he died.

...

Five minutes later, the monk leaned against the bed in a dilemma that he didn't know whether to sit or stand.

The miraculous doctor glanced at the monk, then frowned and said, "Sanbai, what's going on? Aren't you two doing well when you go running?"

"Didn't he split the two days ago? So the chrysanthemums were torn apart." Wang Aiguo said his unfounded inference without blushing.

The monk gave Wang Aiguo a blank look. He originally wanted to explain, but when he saw that the miracle doctor was talking to Wang Aiguo, he shut up. After all, miracle doctors are from the medical university. A doctor will never believe such strange inferences, right?

But beyond the monk's expectations, the miraculous doctor nodded and said seriously: "From a medical point of view, this is possible. After all, the splits of his two days ago were too large, which could completely cause a tear of the sphincter, resulting in bleeding."

The monk looked at the miracle doctor with a confused look on his face, his heart full of "kind greetings" to the miracle doctor's family.

"Damn it, you guys didn't think about it. Could I have had hemorrhoids?"

"I haven't seen so much blood in hemorrhoids, so I think Wang Aiguo's inference is correct." The miraculous doctor made a serious 'diagnosis'.

Monk: "…"

I have a sentence of MMP, I don’t know if it should be said or not.

....

However, it is not a solution for the monk to shed blood like this, so after a while, Wang Aiguo, the miracle doctor and Huang Gang helped the monk to the health team together.

The military doctor in the health team is a middle-aged man with a national face of about 40 years old and a serious face.

As soon as he entered, the military doctor was shocked when he saw the monk's situation, and then said something that Wang Aiguo could not even imagine.

"Damn, are you a woman who dressed as a man to join the army? You need sanitary napkins in this situation!"

"Military doctor, can you stop doing this? I am a wounded person, and it's quite serious. Can you stop talking jokes anymore!" the monk roared in shame and anger.

The military doctor smiled awkwardly at this time and said, "Don't you have such a bad temper? Just kidding, come on, I'll check it for you."

The monk took off his pants again with a look of indifference. As soon as he took off his pants, the military doctor glanced at the monk's butt and immediately said seriously: "Young man, you have to wash your butt frequently. Look at the skin, it's as dark as it comes from the African prairie. You are not good to your 'chrysanthemum'!"

Monk: "…"

"Do you have to be happy to play with me to death? Then give me a knife, I'll be fine?"

...

After the "detailed" inspection by the military doctor, the conclusion was finally drawn.

"Yeah, it's really hemorrhoids."

"Hu." The monk breathed a sigh of relief, then immediately turned to Wang Aiguo and others and said, "I'll just say it, I must have hemorrhoids and bleeding."

But before the words were finished, the military doctor said again: "But then again, you are an external hemorrhoid, and it is just on the edge of the 'chrysanthemum'. According to the bleeding situation, you must have done some extreme exercise recently, and according to the tearing wound, most of them are splits. So strictly speaking, your hemorrhoid bleeding should not be called hemorrhoid bleeding, it should be called chrysanthemum tearing."

After the military doctor finished speaking, the monk immediately showed a look of "You're so funny."

Wang Aiguo and others shouted 666 to the military doctor in their hearts. This military doctor is indeed very skillful!

Because the chrysanthemums are full of the mountains, it is wrong. The chrysanthemums are bleeding, the health team gave the monk a sick leave note to rest for three days.

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

The news that the monk's chrysanthemums were torn apart was circulating among the recruits as if they were installed with a loudspeaker.

So the monk who was originally lying on the bed soon saw all kinds of "good-minded people" visiting him.
Chapter completed!