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After my daughter was bullied by a classmate, the parents of the other party brought out a Jingshen Hospital certificate, extremely arrogant.

But I could see at a glance that her certificate was forged.

Because mine is real.

The first time I got sick, I beat up the classmate who bullied me.

The second time I got sick, I hurt a mad dog that bit me randomly.

The third time I got sick, I killed the neighbor who bullied me.

Later, I was sent to Jingshen Hospital.

After spending ten years in the hospital, I was finally released.

No one understands what true mental illness is better than I do.

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I stood at the entrance of the emergency room, still unable to accept that the person lying on the hospital bed, covered in wounds and unconscious, is my daughter!

Her skin was red and swollen, covered in wounds.

The doctor said those scars would leave a lifetime of unhealed wounds on my daughter.

Looking at my daughter's miserable state, my heart felt like it was being cut with a knife.

Just because my daughter didn't greet Wang Xuan proactively, Wang Xuan took a few followers and dragged her to the bathroom, bullying her for over an hour.

Is she some kind of empress?

Does everyone have to greet her proactively?

My daughter is lying in the emergency room, her life hanging by a thread.

And those few girls who hurt her are playing around in the hallway.

Laughingly hiding behind their parents, they stuck their tongues out at us.

"Sorry Auntie, we went a bit too far this time, but after all, we're just kids, aren't you angry? Hehe, don't worry, we'll take good care of Zhang Yiyao at school in the future."

Their relaxed expressions showed no sign of remorse.

Even the police nearby couldn't listen anymore, "Parents, please control your children, do not provoke the victim's family!"

Seeing them protect their daughter with such care, my heart felt like it was being cruelly twisted.

Their daughter is human, but does that mean my daughter is destined to be bullied?

As I was about to lose my temper, the principal quickly frowned and advised me, "Please calm down, none of us wanted this to happen, but the kids have indeed realized their mistake, and the parents are willing to pay your medical expenses, isn't that enough? Don't press your advantage endlessly!"

What?

I looked at him in disbelief, could a teacher really say such a thing?

My daughter was bullied?

I'm just seeking justice for her, yet I'm being accused of pressing advantage endlessly!

I gritted my teeth and questioned him, "Don't you feel it's conscienceless saying such things! My daughter was bullied, as her mother, I just want justice for her!"

"They've already apologized, what more do you want? Do you have to push someone to death? Can you consider the bigger picture?"

Consider the bigger picture?

I laughed sarcastically.

Then, a woman covered in branded clothes arrogantly said to me, "Enough already, stop pretending to be the loving mother and daughter duo, isn't it just more money you want? Just say it, how much will be enough for you to let this go?"

"Money is not an issue, but there are some things we have to agree on first. My daughter didn't bully her classmate, your daughter's injuries were all her own doing by accident. It's normal for classmates to accidentally get hurt while fooling around."

Seeing me remain silent, the woman got more and more carried away, her saliva spraying onto my face as she spoke.

"If you ask me, it takes two to tango, why didn't my daughter fool around with someone else? Why only her? In this matter, your daughter is also greatly responsible."

This sentence completely set me off, I punched her in the head.

The couple, who were just gloating a moment ago, suddenly changed their expressions, the woman clutching her face in pain cursed at me.

"What's your problem? Do you even want the money anymore?"

I nonchalantly loosened my wrist, then cracked my knuckles one by one, pairing it with a creepy smile.

I threw her words back at her.

"Oh, don't misunderstand, people, when standing too close, getting accidentally hurt is also very normal."

"In this matter, you are also greatly responsible."

The woman screamed in fright, and the man, in a fit of rage, pointed at me and called me a madman.

Seeing that there was no way to come to a conclusion, the police quickly motioned for the parents to leave with their children first.

But they didn't know, I really am a Madman.