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.

beside her, noticing

at her with admiration. “It’s

hours of intense concentration and tension had taken a

her gratitude. “Dr. Griffiths, thank you for your hard

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

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

and Isabella rushed in immediately. Her eyes were red, and her voice trembled as she inquired, “Frey, how is Braxton?”

lightly and said, “Don’t worry,

seconds, clutching her chest,

quickly reached out to support her and said with a wry smile, “Don’t faint now. I don’t have the energy

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

of anesthesia as the nurses wheeled his

elsewhere but instead arranged for an additional bed to

Braxton, her gaze fixed on the vital signs displayed

the readings made her

on the bed. She turned to

worry, this reading

“Isabella, it’s time to wake Brax up. When he’s awake, make sure he doesn’t fall back asleep. Keep him alert until the

made several attempts before Braxton finally

was palpable. With the anesthesia effects dissipating. there was no longer any immediate

now, and her strength was waning.

Freya called out. “I’ll sleep for a while.”

that, Freya fell asleep. She was already exhausted

case,

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

must be exhausted

she

consciousness, she had been too

unaware of how fatigued Freya

worried, but Freya was on

remained

pain, but he still endured without making a sound.

the doctor to

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

8 p.m. to 4 a.m.

found Braxton sleeping in the adjacent bed. Isabella was perched beside him, her eyes

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