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.

has it been?” Freya asked the nurse beside

nurse looked at her with admiration. “It’s

hours of intense concentration and tension had taken a toll on Freya.

gratitude. “Dr. Griffiths,

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

but worry about Isabella waiting outside, undoubtedly feeling anxious. Nine hours of intense focus for her had passed like a fleeting moment, but for Isabella, it must have felt like an eternity.

the operating room, and Isabella rushed in immediately. Her eyes were red, and

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

for a few seconds, clutching her chest, her vision darkening momentarily

her and said with a wry smile, “Don’t faint now. I don’t have the energy to take care of you.

her steps were unsteady. “I’m going to

anesthesia as the nurses wheeled his bed into the

not to go elsewhere but instead arranged for an additional bed

on the vital signs displayed on

change in the readings made her heart skip

the bed. She turned to

this reading

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

attempts before Braxton finally emerged from his

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

now, and her strength

called out. “I’ll sleep for a

She was already exhausted just

case, she could

head to look at his sleeping sister. A warm smile

must be exhausted

in Isabella’s eyes as she cast an apologetic

Braxton regained consciousness, she had been too preoccupied

unaware of how fatigued Freya

worried, but

ward remained quiet.

in pain,

the doctor to

lowered his voice, his voice strained as he exhaled between clenched teeth. “Don’t call anyone over. It might wake

p.m.

she woke up, she found Braxton sleeping in the adjacent bed. Isabella was perched beside him, her eyes wide open, diligently monitoring the values on

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