"What was it?" Song Ting inquired further, his tone unchanged.
These questions had been asked before, and Song Yin was bewildered by why her brother was revisiting them now.
She nervously recollected her past answer and replied, "It was a small bottle filled with liquid. I didn't know what it was, so I didn't pay much attention to it. It was only when Fourth Brother was rushed to the hospital that I realized something might be wrong."
Song Ting continued, "What color was it?"
"I don't remember," Song Yin stammered, her voice trembling with fear. "It was a very frightening experience. I still get scared when I think about it. Fourth Brother almost left us." Her eyes welled up with tears, and she began to cry uncontrollably.
