I transmigrated into the villain's white moonlight, but the protagonist is my brother.

The system remained silent for a long time.

Xie Yan poked the system: [Why aren't you saying anything? Have you got a virus?]

The system reluctantly appeared and hummed twice.

It's clear that they have a lot of opinions about Shen Yan having surgery.

After all, this directly changed Shen Yan's character design in the original story. The disabled villain became a healthy villain, which reduced the character's appeal by 1 point, and the plot would naturally undergo some subtle changes as a result.

The completeness and fidelity of the plot are related to the system's points settlement after the finale, which is equivalent to a salary.

The system was unwilling to speak, which Xie Yan probably guessed, since this part was completely absent from the original work, and the system was definitely in a bad mood.

With that in mind, Xie Yan felt much better.

She smiled broadly, staring intently at the teacher lecturing, full of energy and enthusiasm.

The class passed quickly. Xie Yan ran to the restroom and secretly glanced at her phone, where she saw a text message that Yang Huiyun had sent her not long ago.

The text message said that Shen Yan had gone into the operating room and would be out in about two or three hours. It asked her to come and see Shen Yan after school at noon, as Shen Yan had been looking for her before going into the operating room.

Looking at the few lines of text on the screen, Xie Yan felt a sudden tenderness in her heart.

A gentle smile curved her lips.

The little stray cat eventually became tame after being fed.

After school at noon, Xie Yan ran faster than anyone else. Zhou Panpan was still packing her pencil case when she turned around and Xie Yan was already gone.

Xie Yan bought two servings of fried noodles from a street vendor and then rushed to the hospital.

Yang Huiyun gave her fifty yuan in the morning, enough for her to eat and take a taxi.

Shen Yan's surgery was a success.

The fractured bone had grown crookedly, so the surgery required reopening the fracture and realigning it. Considering that Shen Yan was only eight years old, general anesthesia was used.

Not long after I came out of the operating room, the anesthesia had not completely worn off.

Shen Yan lay on the bed with her right leg raised high, her eyes glazed over and unfocused, as if she could fall asleep at any moment.

"Shen Yan, I'm here."

A clear voice broke through his chaotic thoughts, as if parting the fog, and entered his ears.

Xie Yan wore a ponytail, her forehead was smooth and full, her eyes were bright and lively. The sunlight was just right, and she seemed to be shining in the light from the window, her whole person was radiant.

Shen Yan struggled to open her eyes and saw a smiling face.

He tried to say "hmm," but it was unclear whether he actually made a sound.

Shen Yan was very sleepy and cold. She was covered with a blanket, but her hands and feet were still icy cold.

His eyelids had never felt so heavy in his life; he really wanted to sleep.

Xie Yan casually handed the fried noodles to Yang Huiyun, who placed them on the table next to the hospital bed, poured herself a glass of water, and then discovered that the kettle was empty.

She picked up the kettle and went out to get water, then told Xie Yan, "Keep an eye on him and don't let him sleep. The doctor said he can't sleep for four hours."

Xie Yan quickly responded.

When Xie Yan looked at Shen Yan again, he had already closed his eyes and was about to fall asleep. She quickly patted his cheek.

The temperature was slightly cool.

That's true. You can't eat the night before surgery, and you can't eat the morning of surgery. Now, even after the surgery, you still have to wait several hours before you can eat.

I haven't eaten much these past two days, and without any calorie intake, of course I feel incredibly cold.

"Shen Yan, Shen Yan? Wake up! I came all this way to keep you company, aren't you going to talk to me?"

Xie Yan sat down next to Shen Yan, and while talking, she held Shen Yan's cold little hands in her own to warm them.

Xie Yan couldn't help but feel sorry for her little hands, which were frozen like ice cubes.

Upon hearing this, Shen Yan struggled to open her eyes, but her dark, unfocused eyes were unfocused and very unfocused.

It was obvious that he was too tired to move.

The fried noodles on the bedside table are still warm, emitting a faint aroma. The noodles are fried to a golden brown and are very flavorful, with green vegetables and scrambled eggs in them. They smell delicious.

The aroma wafted over, and Shen Yan sniffed, half-opening her eyes as she turned to see what delicious food was nearby.

Xie Yan couldn't help but laugh at the sight of him struggling to eat even though he was exhausted.

"You can't eat or drink now; you can only do so this afternoon."

Xie Yan said with a smile, then took out a cotton swab from the drawer, dipped it in the water in the cup, and moistened Shen Yan's lips.

His lips were also pale and dry, and Xie Yan gently moistened them with a cotton swab.

Shen Yan's lips were beautiful, neither too big nor too small, but very full, like two faded flower petals.

He pursed his moist lips, then suddenly cleared his throat lightly, appearing somewhat more awake.

"you……"

A slightly hoarse voice sounded, but Shen Yan seemed to not know what to say and stammered again.

"Hmm?" Xie Yan casually tossed the cotton swabs onto the small table, then continued warming his hands before turning to look at him. "What did you say?"

Shen Yan lowered her eyes and shook her head, "...It's nothing."

For some reason, he looked really pitiful at that moment.

Perhaps it was because his face was pale and he was slumped into the pillow, looking particularly fragile. His eyelashes were long and trembled slightly.

Xie Yan suddenly noticed the faint dark circles under his eyes, which seemed to be dark circles under his eyes.

She couldn't resist gently touching it. "Have you not been sleeping well these past few days? You have dark circles under your eyes."

As if she wasn't used to having her eyes touched, Shen Yan blinked rapidly a few times, her thick eyelashes brushing against Xie Yan's fingers like tiny brushes, making her feel itchy.

Just then, the middle-aged man who had been lying on the hospital bed by the door looking at his phone suddenly spoke up, saying something that sounded like a joke.

"Oh, little girl, let me say something. Your little brother is too timid. He keeps having nightmares and talking in his sleep all night, waking me up several times."

Xie Yan looked over in surprise, her eyes widening slightly. "What?"

Suddenly, a small hand in her palm gently scratched her palm like a cat.

“You don’t even leave anyone to stay with the child at night. The poor kid is so scared and cries in his sleep.”

The middle-aged man shook his head and sighed, "I really couldn't do anything last night. I only felt a little better after I turned on the light in the middle of the night, but it was too bright and I couldn't fall asleep. I was sleepy too..."

Just then, Yang Huiyun, who had gone out to get water, came in with the kettle. She was clearly stunned when she heard what they were saying at the door.

She quickly gave an awkward smile and then said "I'm sorry" several times.

Yang Huiyun wanted to explain to that person that Shen Yan wasn't actually her child, but Shen Yan was lying on the other bed, so she felt embarrassed to say it, afraid that it would upset Shen Yan.

She walked over with the kettle, remaining somewhat silent.

Xie Yan was even more surprised that Shen Yan had been in the hospital for the past two days and was in such a state.

Are you afraid of the dark and have nightmares?

But when he was at home, sleeping on the floor next to her, he never talked in his sleep. Xie Yan slept soundly until dawn every day.

Shen Yan pursed her lips, burying her face in the blanket, her eyes darting around, and her icy hand trying to pull back, looking like a kitten that had done something wrong, somewhat at a loss.

But Xie Yan held his hand very tightly, and he couldn't pull it back.

Xie Yan carefully felt the slightly cool temperature of her palm, while pondering whether Shen Yan in the original novel had a fear of the dark. How come she hadn't noticed?

The original text must have described how it could give the minor villain nightmares for two nights in a row.

After searching her mind for a while, Xie Yan realized that the original text did not explicitly state this, but only mentioned that Shen Yan had a habit of turning on a nightlight when he slept at night, otherwise he would have insomnia.

Xie Yan was overwhelmed with mixed feelings and didn't know what to say.

Suddenly, Yang Huiyun patted Xie Yan on the shoulder, her expression also somewhat complicated.

"Yan Yan," she sighed and said softly.

"Otherwise, let's let the police take care of him."