Jorge Saxton looked at the emergency room, his gaze deep, "Yes, we need to be well, we still have to protect Ariel, we can't let Ariel worry about us. Arlo Seys, when Ariel wakes up, the matter with the child----"
Arlo Seys's eyes glistened, full of redness, "Ariel still has me, we will still have children in the future, the most important thing now is that Ariel must hold on, must get through this."
Jorge Saxton nodded, his tone firm, uncertain whether he was comforting himself or Arlo Seys, "She will, she definitely will, Ariel will definitely hold on."
Arlo Seys's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the glistening in his eyes slid down his cold, indifferent face. He looked at the emergency room, his thin lips parted, trembling.
"Ariel Morris, hold on---- Ariel ---- for me, hold on-----!"
