Become the villain boss to be defeated in the game

This time, the six-year-old little witch was sitting in front of the bed in the clinic, looking at her sick sister with a worried look on her face.

The mother sat beside the hospital bed, looking at her sister with a rare tender look, holding the weak girl in her arms and comforting her warmly.

"Mom, I feel dizzy..." the girl said with difficulty.

"Take your temperature again." The mother placed the thermometer under the girl's armpit.

After a while, when the thermometer was taken out, the girl had a high fever of 40 degrees.

"Mom, how old is my sister?" the little witch asked anxiously.

"It's 40 degrees."

"Mom, I feel so uncomfortable..." the girl said weakly, her face had turned extremely pale.

"Mom will change your towel to cool you down." The mother's expression was not good, with traces of dried tears on her face.

"I'll go! I'll go!" The little witch took the towel very actively and ran to the cold water pool in the clinic to wet the towel again. However, her strength was too weak and she couldn't wring the towel dry.

"Mom, I can't wring it dry." The little witch handed the wet towel to her mother.

Mom squeezed the water into the basin beside her, folded a dry towel and placed it on her sister's forehead: "Take a nap and have a good rest. Mom is here."

The girl nodded slightly, closed her eyes and fell asleep in her mother's arms. Her mother's face was pale and she looked very exhausted.

Seeing her daughter fall asleep, the mother finally slowly closed her eyes and took a nap.

The little witch's face was also covered with tears at this time. Although she didn't cry loudly, she was sobbing. She reached out to wipe the tears from her eyes, thinking that her sister was fine before going to school, so how could she suddenly become so seriously ill.

She always felt that her sister's face was too pale, and she felt uneasy.

"Mom, I feel dizzy..." The girl suddenly woke up and said weakly, then immediately fainted. Her mother was too sleepy at this time and was still sleeping, and the only doctor in the clinic was preparing medicine in the back room.

"Mom! Wake up! My sister fainted! Mom! My sister fainted!" The little witch pulled her sleeping mother hard. Her mother was woken up and was a little confused.

She thought that the little witch was young and mistook sleep for coma, so she didn't take it seriously.

Seeing that her mother didn't take it seriously, the little witch explained that she had just heard her sister's cry for help before she fainted. Now her mother didn't dare to be careless anymore, and she had to call a doctor to take a look, regardless of whether she was wrong or not.

When the doctor heard that the girl had fainted, he quickly took out an emergency needle and gave the girl an injection.

The doctor said it was probably an allergic shock from the drug, and the injection must be given quickly. The shorter the time, the higher the chance of survival.

A long time passed after the fight, but the girl still didn't wake up.

The mother hugged the girl, tears in her eyes. She felt like she was going to lose her daughter.

The little witch came to the door of the clinic while crying, and whispered to the people around her: "I know you are always here, no matter who you are, gods or monsters, please help me save my sister, I am willing to exchange my life for it."

The girl did not wake up.

"You don't want my life, do you? As long as my sister can wake up, I am willing to exchange my happiness and joy for her!"

Shi Yan felt strange. Who was this little witch talking to? An imaginary friend?

It is not known whether the little witch's prayer worked, but the girl really woke up in her mother's arms.

Everyone cried with joy, even the doctor wiped his sweat.

Shi Yan looked at the little witch and felt touched for some reason.

Can the young little witch give up her own happiness and joy for her sister?

Or does she simply not understand the concepts of these two words?

But she is a six-year-old child, yet she can immediately tell the difference between sleeping and shock. She has had very good insight since she was young.

"It doesn't matter. Losing happiness and joy doesn't matter," the little witch murmured to herself, "I will make more money when I grow up. I will have endless money to buy happiness and joy."

Shi Yan: That makes sense.

"It's not a wise move to give up your own things in exchange for someone else's chance of survival. Aren't you afraid that your relationship with her won't be as good as it is now in the future?"

"Aren't you afraid of being betrayed by others?"

An evil voice came from somewhere. Shi Yan looked everywhere but couldn't find the source of the voice.

"I don't regret it." said the little witch.

"Humph, what a stupid choice." A ball of black mist appeared in front of the little witch. Shi Yan leaned forward, but the black mist seemed unable to see him. Others, except the little witch, could not see the black mist either. "Then from now on, I will parasitize on you, my future little witch~"

Shi Yan wanted to stop the black fog, but the black fog penetrated into the little witch's eyes before Shi Yan.

So, this is why the little witch becomes a witch?

He must find a way to separate the black mist from the little witch.

Time and space collapsed again, and the line of cause and effect took him to the next world.

Shi Yan came to an elementary school classroom.

At that time, the little witch was sneaking back to the classroom to do her homework during the free time of physical education class. She was the only one in the whole classroom.

In the eyes of the little witch, it is better to go home and read interesting extracurricular books alone than to play stupid games with a group of people.

The little witch was writing furiously when suddenly the half-closed classroom door opened with a bang. A little girl cried and climbed over the windowsill and jumped down.

The little witch hesitated for a moment, then put down her pen and ran to the windowsill to check.

Fortunately, what was seen was not the body of the little girl. There was a small edge on the windowsill where people could stand. The little girl stood on the edge, hesitating whether to jump.

"Don't be impulsive, I'll pull you up first." The little witch comforted the girl in a very stable manner and stretched out her hands to her.

The emotionally broken little girl cried: "I don't want to live anymore, I don't want to live anymore..."

"Can you tell me why you want to jump off the building?" Seeing that the girl was not in any danger for the time being, the little witch planned to comfort her first, so that she would not jump in front of her in a fit of emotion.

"A classmate forced me to memorize. He beat me and insisted that I memorize. I didn't want to live anymore."

"No matter what, we have to stay alive first," the little witch reached out her hand, "I'll pull you up, and we'll go tell the teacher later. If he hits you, I'll testify for you."

After calming down, the little girl obviously didn't want to die, so she reached out and took the little witch's hand.

"I'm not strong enough to pull you..." The little witch tried to climb onto the windowsill and continue pulling the person, but unfortunately she was still too thin and small to pull him.

"Don't think too much. You have to live well before you can solve all problems. If you die, you can't take revenge." The little witch felt unsafe, so she climbed down from the windowsill, still putting her hands outside to hold the girl as encouragement, "Can you stand by the side for a while? I'll call the teacher to save you."

The girl nodded obediently.

"Then you hold on tight." The little witch instructed, and immediately rushed out of the classroom and walked towards the office.