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.

nurse beside her,

looked at her with

of intense concentration and tension had taken a

expressed her gratitude. “Dr. Griffiths, thank you

been a success Now, it was time for postoperative observation and tests to determine the effectiveness of

feeling anxious. Nine hours of intense focus for her had passed like a fleeting moment, but for

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

chuckled lightly and said, “Don’t worry, the surgery was

stood still for a few seconds, clutching her chest, her vision

don’t have the energy to take care of you. Besides,

stood upright, though her

as the nurses

instead arranged for an additional bed to be brought in for herself to

fixed on the

readings made her heart

the bed. She turned to the side and looked at Isabella, occasionally answering her

worry, this reading is

wake up from anesthesia and said, “Isabella, it’s time to wake Brax up. When he’s awake, make sure

Braxton finally emerged from his anesthesia-induced

brother awakening, Freya’s relief was palpable. With the anesthesia effects dissipating. there was no longer any immediate threat to

until now,

out. “I’ll sleep for a

that, Freya fell asleep. She was already exhausted

was at case, she could finally

head to look at his sleeping sister.

“Frey must be exhausted

as she

had been too

how

hours, she had been worried, but Freya

The ward remained quiet.

Braxton grimaced in pain, but he still endured without making

I call the doctor to

Braxton lowered his voice, his voice strained as he exhaled

8 p.m. to 4

bed. Isabella was perched beside him, her eyes wide open, diligently monitoring the values on the

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