Anyone Dares Bully you, Call Uncles! novel Chapter 899

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."

Upon 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 indicate internal bleeding.

"Where does it hurt?" the school nurse asked.

Peter fidgeted and struggled to utter a word for a while.

Under 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 me bleed in my mouth."

He had spat out saliva with traces of blood twice on his way to the classroom.

Upon 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 classroom.

"So, I held it in my mouth... The more I held it, the more saliva accumulated, and I couldn't just spit it out randomly!"

"But then the teacher said we had to read the text aloud..." Peter said with a mournful face. "So, I had no choice but to swallow the saliva."

But it felt dirty with blood and had a fishy smell.

He swallowed a mouthful, and it immediately made him feel nauseous.

"Blame it on 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 down."

As the contents of his stomach surged upward, he was in a bind. He couldn't vomit anymore; he had to force it down with all his might.

Suddenly, that nauseating taste caused him to retch.

He tried to cover his mouth, but accidentally bit his lip, 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 out mouthfuls of blood.