Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

In the midst of it all, Peter’s mother received a phone call and hurriedly turned back, rushing towards the school with an air of desperation.

She was on the verge of tears, having seen her son earlier and thinking it was just a minor injury. How could that “Big Black Pig” have inflicted such a brutal beating?

Did he cause internal injuries as well?

Unable to contain her anger, Peter’s mother couldn’t help but wonder if Nicodemus’ mother had been notified by the teacher.

But her fury got the best of her, as she thought about how a mere nickname could result in her son being battered like this, all the while the other party dared to claim it was her fault as a parent.

A child so violent must have been raised with serious issues in their home!

Beep beep…

“Hello, Nicodemus’ mother! Have you received any notification from the teacher?”

“No…?”

“Well, here’s what happened. My son suddenly started vomiting blood at school! I think things have taken a serious turn. You should come over as well. Your Nicodemus might have injured my son! It’s just too vicious, really…”

Peter’s mother’s tone was far from pleasant as she hung up the phone.

The audacity of the other person infuriated her. If her son was fine, then all the better, but if something was wrong, she would not let them off the hook!

Meanwhile, Teacher Robin arrived at the medical room with Peter, panting heavily from their sprint.

“I’m fine, teacher!” Peter said, feeling uncomfortable.

Breathless, Teacher Robin responded, “You’re vomiting blood and you say you’re fine? Alright, stop talking now. Just stay quiet and rest.”

vomiting blood, the school nurse quickly conducted an examination, observing that Peter

does it hurt?” the school nurse

to utter a

the nurse, he finally managed to say, “I got into a fight with Nicodemus

spat out saliva with traces of blood twice

in his mouth, so he had the urge to spit it out. However, he couldn’t just spit anywhere in the

I held it in my mouth… The more I held it, the more

Peter said with a mournful face. “So, I had no choice but to swallow

felt dirty with blood and had

swallowed a mouthful, and it immediately made him

my mom! She made me eat too much in the morning! The food in my stomach started to come up! I couldn’t vomit, so I had to force it back

the contents of his stomach surged upward, he was in a bind. He couldn’t vomit anymore; he had to force it

taste caused him to

to bleed even more. He desperately tried to

and the

to this description made

Peter didn’t have any spare clothes, and his vomiting had

She’ll bring clean clothes for you. Just lie down for

any clothes, Teacher Robin asked

Covered with a blanket.

had no choice

mother arrived in a hurry, without having checked her phone or heard Teacher Robin’s

bed unable to get up, she rushed over and exclaimed, “My son!

went too far! Such a young

they said, “Peter’s mother,

bed and you say he’s