The International Space Station, with the boundless universe just outside the window, appearing grand and glorious against the backdrop of Earth.
"Susan, I'll be able to make it home, won't I?" Steven's only source of comfort was Susan.
Regarding these robotic arms, and the doctors far away on Earth, he had no confidence at all.
These doctors, having never met him or even had face-to-face interactions with him, had to rely on cold mechanical arms to save his life. Steven had no faith in this.
The loneliness and oppression brought about by being away from Earth and in confined space magnified his inner fear and desperation to the extreme.
Even though Steven had undergone strict psychological resilience training, in the face of death, anyone could collapse.
"You certainly can. God has not abandoned you. We have called upon Dr. Yang Ping, a genius surgeon. He will definitely save you."
