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

her with admiration. “It’s been nine

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

Freya expressed her gratitude. “Dr. Griffiths,

success Now, it was time for postoperative observation

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

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

said, “Don’t worry,

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

I don’t have the energy to take care

though her steps were

was still under the effects of anesthesia as the nurses

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

gaze fixed on the vital

in the readings made

lay down on the bed. She turned to the

reading

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 asleep. Keep him alert

made several attempts before Braxton finally emerged from his

relief was palpable. With the anesthesia effects dissipating. there was no longer any immediate threat to his life.

now, and her strength was waning.

Freya called out. “I’ll sleep for

fell asleep. She was already exhausted just now.

was at case, she could finally sleep soundly.

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

must be exhausted

Isabella’s eyes as she cast an

Braxton regained consciousness, she had been too preoccupied to

unaware of how fatigued Freya

but Freya was on

remained quiet.

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

the doctor to administer a painkiller for you?”

lowered his voice, his voice strained as he exhaled between clenched teeth.

from 8 p.m. to 4

the adjacent bed. Isabella was perched beside

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