As the morning came, Oahu gradually became lively, and the breeze blowing from the sea gently stroked the white gauze curtains in the intensive care ward, which were dyed with a faint red layer by the morning glow, and also brought into the ward a slight salty fresh air peculiar to the sea and the cheerful chirping of birds in the woods outside the window.

Ron opened his eyes, yesterday on the plane, his illness had flares up again, the high fever did not subside until late at night, and as soon as the fever subsided, Ron fell asleep groggily in a hospital bed in Hawaii. I've slept until now. Now he was greeted by the snow-white ceiling of the intensive care unit, and when he turned his head, there was a tall floor-to-ceiling window on the right side of the room, from which the cool sea breeze was blowing through the curtain, blowing the curtains swinging one after another......

The morning light was not too strong, and the large window that came through the light was so conspicuous that the other little nurse sitting by the window was inadvertently ignored.

The little nurse sat upside down on the chair by the window, she put her hands on the back of the chair, and then her head rested on her hands, and the whole person hid in the shadow of the curtains, probably asleep, and her snow-white nurse's uniform made her almost melt into the same snow-white wall. If it weren't for the morning breeze gently lifting the curtains, allowing a ray of sunlight to shine right on her snow-white nurse's hat and the little blonde hair peeking out beneath her hat, Ron would have been a little longer before he noticed her.