Chapter 955 Aristotle’s Future Girlfriend?

Aristotle stared at Eric as he sucked on his fingers and drooled. His tiny face was a picture of innocence and naivety, completely unaffected by the suffocating air of illness in the ward. Eric smiled at Aristotle. “So cute… Unfortunately, I’ll never have children, and I’ll never get to watch him grow up.” Arianne took a deep breath as she felt her eyes sting with tears. “Don’t talk like that. What if a miracle happens? You look fine to me. You’ll be fine. You have to stay optimistic. Everything will get better.” Eric took off his oxygen mask and paused. “Do I look like a pessimist? You’re all sadder about it than I am. There’s no need, really. I think it’s fine. Putting this thing on makes breathing feel weird. I won’t die. Why should I keep it on?” Mark forced the oxygen mask back on him. “Are you nuts? If the doctor tells you to put it on, you put it on. Why are you taking it off?” Eric rolled his eyes helplessly at him. “Fine, I’ll keep it on, okay? I think I can leave the hos