"It's definitely related to alcohol, CEO Cheney. You should smoke and drink less, preferably not at all, otherwise it's not very conducive to treatment."
Sylvan Cheney leaned back on the sofa, a look of exhaustion clouding his face.
"CEO Cheney, but you still need to prepare yourself mentally. Although I'm a neurology expert, I can only guarantee the healing of your physical head injuries. As for your previous memories, you might remember them, or you might not. Whatever the outcome, you must be prepared," Doctor Canary said calmly.
He had said these words to Sylvan Cheney before.
"I have acquaintances in this hospital too, CEO Cheney. I'll help you with a check-up later. If you have time, it's still good to go out and relax a bit."
"Hmm." Sylvan Cheney didn't say much.
For several months, he had been very cooperative with Doctor Canary's treatment, and the physical injuries to his head were gradually healing.
But he still couldn't remember anything.
