Spoiled by Eight Uncles Summary pdf

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.”

conducted an examination, observing that Peter seemed fine… He appeared lively, and his

it hurt?” the school

utter a

Teacher Robin and the nurse, he finally managed to say, “I got

had spat out saliva with traces of blood twice on his way to

arriving 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 spit anywhere in the

more I held it, the more saliva

read the text aloud…” Peter said with a mournful face. “So, I had no

with blood

a mouthful, and it

me eat too much in the morning! The food in my stomach started to come up! I couldn’t

bind. He couldn’t vomit anymore;

taste caused him to

causing it to bleed even more. He desperately tried to swallow the blood, creating a vicious cycle of vomiting… It looked as if he was spitting

Robin and the school

to this

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

bring clean clothes for you. Just lie down for

the curtain without any clothes, Teacher Robin asked him to lie

Covered with a blanket.

choice

in a hurry, without having checked her phone or heard Teacher

she saw her son lying on the bed unable to get up, she rushed over and exclaimed, “My son! What happened

worried and flustered, blurting out, “Nicodemus went too far! Such a young child being so brutal… What does he

Robin’s face turned dark as they said, “Peter’s mother, please don’t panic. Peter is

lying in bed and you say

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