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.”

hearing that someone was vomiting blood, the school nurse quickly conducted an examination, observing that Peter seemed fine… He appeared lively, and his complexion didn’t

it hurt?” the

utter a word

relentless questioning from Teacher Robin and the nurse, he finally managed to say, “I got into a fight with Nicodemus this morning, and he made

had spat out saliva with traces of

in the classroom, he realized he was bleeding in his mouth, so he had the urge to spit it out. However, he couldn’t just

The more I held it, the more

text aloud…” Peter said with a

blood

mouthful, and it immediately made him

the morning! The food in my stomach started to come up! I couldn’t vomit, so I had

his stomach surged upward, he was in a bind. He couldn’t vomit anymore; he

taste caused him to

tried to swallow the blood, creating a vicious cycle of vomiting… It

Robin and the school nurse

to this description made them feel

him to take off his soiled clothes. Peter didn’t have any spare clothes, and his vomiting had dirtied both the inside and

bring clean clothes for

any clothes, Teacher Robin asked him to lie on the

Covered with a blanket.

no choice but

mother arrived in a hurry, without having checked

saw her son lying on the bed unable to get

and flustered, blurting out, “Nicodemus went too far! Such a young child

turned dark as they said, “Peter’s

in bed and you say

nickname, which wasn’t right, but for Nicodemus to be so brutally violent

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