One hour earlier.
Because Liam's pupils had dilated by 0.5 millimeters and his heart rate had dropped, the threat of brain herniation was imminent.
They had to perform an emergency bone flap removal.
The moment the bone flap was lifted, the intracranial pressure plummeted. The patient's pupils constricted back to normal, and his heart rate stabilized.
Sloane spoke up again, "Director, we need to switch to the Neuro-Sync Navigation to finish the resection!"
The Neuro-Sync Navigation system functioned like a high-tech GPS for the brain, merging advanced imaging with computational algorithms to provide ultra-precise surgical guidance.
While the technology had been used clinically before, the newest iteration was revolutionary, integrating virtual reality and 8G network speeds for flawless accuracy.
Sloane had advocated for this technology during their pre-op briefings.
But Director Thorne was old-school. He preferred relying on traditional, conservative methods he trusted.
Now, however...
"Director Thorne, we're out of time. Make the call!"
Director Thorne stared at her. "Can you guarantee the Neuro-Sync Navigation will work?"
Sloane gave a firm nod. "I can!"
Director Thorne hesitated, torn.
If Sloane failed, the surgery would still be a catastrophic loss.
But what if she succeeded?
Not only would it save Metro General's reputation, but he would also share in the glory.
After two agonizing seconds, Director Thorne stepped back. "Do it!"
Sloane took over as lead surgeon.
Guided perfectly by the Neuro-Sync Navigation, she meticulously separated the tumor along the capsule.
Every single movement was a masterclass in precision.
Finally, the last microscopic fragment of the residual tumor was extracted!
As Sloane began suturing the incision, the collective tension in the OR evaporated.
They had done it!



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