entered the operating theatre, where the anesthesiologist had been waiting patiently.

This time, Freya had specially enlisted the services of a top-notch international anesthesiologist, ensuring world-class expertise for the procedure.

She had prepared everything to the best of her ability. She had meticulously prepared for this moment,

ven going to bed early the previous night to ensure she was well-rested and fully alert.

The surgery commenced, and the bright lights of the operating room illuminated the scene.

Braxton’s face turned slightly pale, and Freya stayed by his side.

“Brax, don’t worry. The surgery will be successful.”

As the anesthesia took effect, Braxton managed to muster a smile at Freya before slipping into unconsciousness.

“Don’t be afraid,” he whispered.

Watching Braxton fall into a coma. Freya became teary

It was Braxton undergoing the surgery, yet he was the one comforting her.

She took a deep breath and had a nurse beside her wipe away her tears.

As a doctor, she understood the importance of maintaining composure, especially during surgery.

Her calm demeanor was crucial for her brother’s successful operation.

Freya quickly regained her focus as Ethan, the lead surgeon, began making an incision in Braxton’s lower abdomen.

Freya observed every detail of the surgical procedure, leaving no room for error.

The drug was delivered and administered into Braxton’s body.

Time ticked by. Freya was fully focused on the surgery, and the only sign of her exertion was the occasional bead of sweat, quickly wiped away by the attending nurse.

When the final stitch was made, Freya felt as if her soul had been drained.

She turned to look at Ethan beside her, whose condition was not much different from hers, looking like he might slump to the ground at any moment.

the nurse beside her, noticing that

looked at her with

concentration and tension had taken

Ethan, Freya expressed her gratitude. “Dr. Griffiths, thank you

word, Freya knew that the surgery had been a success Now, it

focus for her had passed like a fleeting moment,

the operating room, and Isabella rushed in immediately. Her eyes were red, and her voice trembled as she inquired, “Frey,

and said, “Don’t

her chest, her vision

a wry smile, “Don’t faint now. I don’t have the energy to take care of you. Besides, you need to take care of my brother. Hang in

upright, though her steps

under the effects of anesthesia as the nurses wheeled his bed into the

instead arranged for an additional bed to

beside Braxton, her gaze fixed on the vital

made

on the bed. She turned to the side and

this reading is

up. When he’s awake, make sure he doesn’t fall back asleep. Keep him alert until the

several attempts before Braxton finally emerged from

was palpable. With the anesthesia

on until now, and

called out. “I’ll sleep for

asleep. She

mind was at case, she could finally

his head to look at his sleeping sister. A warm smile graced

“Frey must be exhausted

up in Isabella’s eyes as

had been

of how fatigued Freya

hours, she had been worried, but Freya was on

The ward remained quiet.

in pain, but he still endured without making

doctor to

his voice, his voice strained as he

slept from 8

Braxton sleeping in the adjacent bed. Isabella was perched beside

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