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.

Freya asked the nurse beside her, noticing that her voice had become hoarse.

at her with admiration. “It’s

intense concentration and tension had taken a

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

that the surgery had been a success Now, it was time for postoperative observation and tests to determine

focus for her had passed like a fleeting

Isabella rushed in immediately. Her eyes were red, and her voice

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

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

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

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

as the nurses

and chose not to go elsewhere but instead arranged for an additional

fixed on the vital signs displayed on the medical equipment.

made

she lay down on the bed. She turned to the side and looked at Isabella, occasionally answering her

worry, this reading is normal.”

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

Braxton finally emerged

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

now, and her strength

called out. “I’ll sleep for

asleep. She was already exhausted

at case, she could finally sleep soundly.

and Braxton struggled to turn his head to look at his sleeping

must be

up in Isabella’s eyes as she cast an apologetic glance at

regained consciousness, she had been too preoccupied to

of how

worried, but

ward remained quiet.

off, Braxton grimaced in pain,

to administer a

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

slept from 8 p.m. to

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

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