A Cephalosporin, a Glass of Wine, and a Walk in the Palace of Hell

The whole family got pneumonia. Everyone, including my five-year-old brother, took cephalosporins. But on the night of New Year's Eve, my father opened a bottle of blended liquor. I said I couldn't drink alcohol after taking cephalosporin. My father blamed me for being busy, so I secretly poured the wine into my brother's urinal. Grandma saw her and said that the bottle of wine was worth a hundred and fifty dollars and was a special annual gift from her uncle. . .