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 her, noticing that her voice had become hoarse.

nurse looked at her with admiration.

intense concentration and tension had taken a toll on

gratitude. “Dr. Griffiths, thank you for your hard work”

had been a success Now, it was time

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

Freya exited the operating room, and Isabella rushed in immediately. Her eyes were red, and her voice

said, “Don’t worry,

for a few seconds, clutching her chest, her

the energy to take care of you. Besides, you need to take care of my brother. Hang in there.”

composure and stood upright, though her steps were unsteady. “I’m going to

as the nurses wheeled his bed into

her brother and chose not to go elsewhere but instead arranged for an additional bed to be brought in for herself to rest.

sat beside Braxton, her gaze fixed on the vital

change in the readings made her

She turned to

reading

Brax up. When he’s awake,

several attempts before Braxton finally

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

had held on until now, and

out. “I’ll sleep

that, Freya fell asleep. She was already

her mind was at case,

to turn his head to look at his sleeping sister. A warm

be

in Isabella’s eyes as she cast an

been too preoccupied

unaware of how

she had been worried, but Freya was on the front

ward remained

the anesthesia wore off, Braxton grimaced in pain, but he still endured without

I call the doctor to administer a

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

slept from 8 p.m. to 4 a.m.

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

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