The dura mater opened in a Y-shape.
The cerebellum, slightly freed from the pressure, revealed itself.
The surface was swollen, and the normal sulci were flattened and spread out.
The tumor was pushing the brain outward from deep within the left cerebellar hemisphere.
“Microscope coming in.”
The spherical neurosurgical microscope on one side of the operating room moved.
It was one of the most expensive pieces of equipment at Daon, but compared to the equipment Choi Moo-gyeol had used at Hankook University, it was several generations behind.
Focus adjustment was slow, and the lighting was inconsistent.
Choi Moo-gyeol looked through the eyepieces.
“The screen is tilted to the left?”
The nurse was flustered.
“Ah, it was fine when I checked earlier.”
Park Seok-hun asked.
“Shall we reset it?”
“No time.”
Choi Moo-gyeol adjusted the optical axis by hand.
“We go as is.”
“Can you do it?”
“I have to.”
The…
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