Yan Feifan had no idea how much time had passed. In a daze, he faintly heard someone crying.
He tried to focus and listen.
It was a girl's cry, a soft, choked sob. It sounded so familiar.
'That's... my sister's crying!'
Yan Feifan jolted in alarm, his eyes flying open. Following the sound, he saw his sister sitting by the bed, her face buried in her hands as she wept.
"Sis, don't cry. I just inhaled some ether and passed out, that's all. I'm totally fine..."
As he spoke, Yan Feifan reached out, intending to pat his sister's head.
His hand had just reached mid-air when, with a metallic CLACK, a pair of shiny handcuffs snapped onto his wrist.
The painful impact on his wrist jolted Yan Feifan fully awake.
He realized that besides his sister, Mr. Liu, Mrs. Qin, Mr. Wang, Mr. Miao, and a police officer with a grim expression were also standing by the bed.
"Yan Feifan, you are under arrest on suspicion of negligent homicide."
