My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Chapter 343 A Successful Surgery 

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.

been?” Freya asked the nurse beside

looked at her with admiration. “It’s been

concentration and tension had taken a toll on Freya.

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

having to say a word, Freya knew that the surgery had been a success Now, it was

help but worry about Isabella waiting outside, undoubtedly feeling anxious. Nine hours of intense focus for her had passed like a fleeting

Isabella rushed in immediately. Her eyes were red, and

lightly and said, “Don’t worry,

a few seconds, clutching her chest, her vision darkening

smile, “Don’t faint now. I don’t have the energy to

upright, though her steps

the effects of anesthesia as the nurses wheeled his

not to go elsewhere but instead arranged for

beside Braxton, her gaze fixed on the vital

in the readings made her heart skip

exhausted as soon as she lay down on the bed. She turned to the side and looked at Isabella,

worry, this reading is normal.”

calculated the time for Braxton to wake up from anesthesia and said, “Isabella, it’s time to wake Brax up. When he’s awake, make sure he doesn’t fall back

Braxton finally emerged from his

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

until now, and

called out. “I’ll sleep for a while.”

asleep. She

case, she could finally sleep

were adjacent, and Braxton struggled to turn his head to look at his sleeping sister. A warm smile graced his

must be exhausted

eyes as she cast an apologetic glance at Freya

had been too preoccupied to

unaware of how fatigued Freya

but Freya was

ward remained

the anesthesia wore off, Braxton grimaced in pain, but

I call the doctor to administer a painkiller for you?”

only relieve pain.” Braxton lowered his voice, his voice strained as he exhaled between clenched teeth. “Don’t call anyone over. It might

slept from 8 p.m.

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

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