Chapter 5

Leo still hadn't left.

Seeing that I remained unresponsive even after being hit, he approached me with curiosity.

After all, every time he bullied me at school or badmouthed me, I would always stand up and fight back.

Though the outcome was always the same.

"Clown girl, stop faking it! I know you're fine!"

He said, reaching out to push me, but my head suddenly tilted, and all that blood smeared onto his hand.

"Ah—Lily Vance, how could you be so gross? You did that on purpose!"

Eleanor heard the noise and quickly turned around. "What's wrong? What happened?"

"Dr. Vance, Lily bit me! Look at my hand, she bit me until it bled!"

"What?"

Eleanor lunged forward again, grabbing my collar tightly, and delivered another slap.

"Lily Vance, you finally couldn't keep up the act! And you dare to bite people? I'll beat you to death!"

Eleanor, please stop hitting me.

I didn't!

He's lying!

I didn't bite him at all. I'm already dead!

Half a minute later, a woman burst in.

She picked up Leo, saying with concern.

"Son, I finally found you! Are you okay?"

"What happened? There's so much blood on your hand!"

Leo, red-eyed, choked with sobs, said.

"Mom, she bullied me. She bit me just now..."

The woman saw me and was instantly furious. She walked over and savagely kicked my body.

My body rolled a few times inwards before stopping.

After doing all this, she immediately pulled out her phone.

"I'm calling the police right now! How dare you hurt my son? I'll make sure you pay for this!"

Eleanor, meanwhile, looked at me like I was trash, not saying a word.

"Oh my God, this child, at such a young age, has such a malicious mind. I thought... I thought she was dead just now."

"I've truly lived long enough to see everything. Faking death? I've never seen anyone in such a hurry to die!"

"I didn't... I really didn't..."

That little boy is a liar!

He's lying!

But no matter how I tried to explain, no one believed me.

There were many police stations near the hospital.

Within a few minutes, the police arrived.

Seeing the police, the woman lifted Leo's arm and began to accuse me of my supposed crimes.

"Officer, this little monster just bit my son!"

"Quickly check her! See if she has rabies or some kind of madness! What if she's ruined my son?!"

The officer understood the situation and, thinking I was a special patient, even put on gloves.

He crouched down and, after finding no response from me despite calling out, his expression grew solemn.

The woman behind him continued to complain.

"Officer, have you confirmed it? If she really has some disease, you need to contact her family quickly and make them pay for my son's medical expenses!"

But the officer just asked coldly.

"You just said, this little girl bit your son?"

"Yes," the woman grew agitated, "Just a few minutes ago! What kind of police are you? Don't you know how to do your job?"

"This is ridiculous!"

"This little girl looks like she's been dead for almost an hour! How could she possibly bite your son?!"

"Don't you know making a false report is a crime?!"