The room was extremely quiet, and only the sound of the equipment could be heard.
After Huo ting lay down, he closed his eyes slightly.
Bart was a Chatterbox. He had always wanted to chat with Huo ting, but Huo ting ignored him, so he could only operate the instrument.
After a while, Huo ting asked, " what are the chances of recovering my memory this time? "
Bart was stunned. He put down the instrument in his hand, got up, walked to his desk, and came back with a briefcase.
He lowered his head and opened his briefcase. After a moment, he said, " "President Huo, I've told you this before when you came to me. The probability of this happening isn't very high."
Huo ting,"hehe."
"President Huo, do you want to continue?"
"Continue!"
Bart came over and continued to stick some strange copper pieces on Hotin's head, similar to an electrocardiogram, but in large numbers.
