She spoke clearly and logically, with a sincere tone, leaving no room for doubt.

After hearing her statement, the entire room fell into an eerie silence once again.

Instructor Lei Kuan was stunned. He looked at Su An and then at Qin Ye, clearly bewildered by this set of "traditional Chinese medicine theories".

Qin Ye remained expressionless after listening.

He was silent for a moment, then suddenly spoke, asking a question that no one had expected.

“Since it’s a massage technique to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis,” his gaze was like an X-ray, as if trying to see through Su An, “then why did Bai Wei vomit blood?”

Yes! How could something that promotes blood circulation and removes blood stasis cause someone to vomit blood?

This is completely illogical!

Everyone's hearts were in their throats once again.

Gao Kai clenched his fist once again.

Su Tang seemed to have anticipated his question.

A perfectly timed expression appeared on her face, a mixture of confusion and sudden realization.

“Reporting to the instructor, I’ve thought about this for a long time too.” She frowned slightly, like a student struggling with a difficult problem. “Then I thought, maybe it’s because… I pressed the wrong button.”

Did you press the wrong spot?

“Yes.” Su Tang nodded and explained seriously, “In our family’s traditional massage techniques, there are several major acupoints near the chest, such as the Tanzhong acupoint, which is the ‘meeting place of Qi’ and governs the Qi of the whole body. If the massage technique is correct, it can relieve chest tightness and regulate Qi, but if the force is too strong or the technique is wrong, it may cause the Qi to flow in reverse and cause blood to rush upwards…”

She paused, then added in a somewhat uncertain tone.

"To put it simply, it's like...like a balloon filled with water. If you squeeze it hard from below, the water will easily spray out from the top. Comrade Bai Wei vomiting blood might...maybe that's the reason."

"puff--"

In the cafeteria, someone couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Immediately afterwards, suppressed laughter, like sparks that start a prairie fire, spread throughout the entire cafeteria.

A balloon? Squeezing water out?

This metaphor is just too... too vivid!

That's so damn mean!

Amidst the barely suppressed laughter from the audience, a crack finally appeared on Qin Ye's perpetually icy face.

His gaze fell on Su An's serious-looking face as he talked nonsense, and deep in his eyes, something called "smile" almost overflowed.

His wife is really... getting more and more outrageous.

He cleared his throat and used a moderate cough to forcefully suppress everyone's laughter.

Then, in an unquestionable, definitive tone, he delivered his final "verdict."

"Since it was an accidental injury, let's leave it at that."

"Su An, return to the team."

"Yes!" Su Tang answered loudly, turned around, and calmly walked back to her seat amidst the complicated gazes of the audience.

Bai Wei not only lost the battle and the honor, but also lost the last bit of dignity and respect.

A fool who tried to bully the weak, only to be "injured" on the spot by the "weak man's" "ancestral medical skills" and made to vomit blood and lose control of his bladder.

It is foreseeable that for a long time to come, "Bai's Blood Circulation Therapy" and "Balloon Water Squeezing Theory" will become the most talked-about topics among the No. 3 Battalion trainees during their spare time.

This kind of mental torture was far more unbearable for someone as proud and arrogant as Bai Wei than any physical injury.

Meanwhile, in the medical room.

Bai Wei, who had just slowly woken up from her coma, had no idea that she had become the laughing stock of the entire camp.

She felt as if her whole body was falling apart, especially her wrists and lower back, which were in so much pain that she grimaced.

"I...I want to see the instructor! I want to report Su An! She poisoned me! She's a devil!" She struggled to sit up in bed, shouting hoarsely.

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