A breeze stirred the sheer curtains as bright morning light streamed in from outside, scattering flecks of light across the pristine white sheets. Susan, peacefully lost in sleep, caught the fragrant scent of flowers. She opened her hazy, drowsy eyes to find a white ceiling above her and medical instruments for measuring vital signs arranged all around the room.
All kinds of flowers sat by the bedside, filling the entire room with a rich fragrance. Susan turned her head slightly and discovered an unexpected man sitting beside her, quietly watching her.
Meeting those deep, ancient-well-like eyes, Miss Storm, with her golden hair and snowy skin like a sleeping beauty from a fairy tale, instinctively looked away. Tiny ripples stirred the calm lake of her heart.
"This is Victor's infirmary. We're back on Earth." As though he had seen through Susan's doubts, Sean smiled and answered. "Everyone's fine. Victor is busy dealing with company matters. He sent all these flowers. Reed and the others should be awake by now too."
"The doctor said your pulse is stable and strong, and your blood tests showed no radiation reaction. You probably just need to rest for a while."
Sean explained calmly. His gentle voice seemed capable of giving people tremendous confidence, and Susan's worry and uncertainty gradually faded away. She asked softly, "What about you? I remember the energy storm seemed to hit you too."
"Everything's normal. I was farther away, so I didn't pass out like you did. I sent a distress signal to the Space Agency, but their rescue team didn't arrive until six hours later. We successfully returned to Earth by docking with the Space Station."
Sean recounted their perilous experience. Accidents were most likely to happen in space. The Space Station had been struck by the energy storm, and