Chapter 283 Treating Human Life Like a Joke

The surgical lights cast a cold, piercing glow over the operating field. Natalie's grip on the forceps was rock steady, her fingers not trembling in the slightest. The situation in Wally's brain was far more complicated than the pre-op CT had suggested. Beyond the three major hemorrhage points everyone knew about, there were additional hidden complications. One wrong move could cause irreversible nerve damage. "Suction to medium. Keep the field clear." Natalie's voice was calm, deep, and even. Not a trace of emotion slipped through. May immediately adjusted the equipment. Meanwhile, the live chat, which had been dotted with scattered messages of encouragement, slowly fell quiet. Then, without warning, a flood of coordinated comments began pouring in. "This is amateur hour! She's not even using a microscope for deep bleeding!" "Total scam! Hurrell Group must have hired some quack to mess with us!" "Everyone screenshot this! If the patient dies on the table, report it!" The comm