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

nurse looked at her with admiration.

of intense concentration and tension had taken a

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

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

worry about Isabella waiting outside, undoubtedly feeling anxious. Nine hours of intense focus for her had passed like a

exited the operating room, and Isabella rushed in immediately. Her eyes were red, and her voice trembled as she inquired, “Frey, how

said, “Don’t worry, the surgery was successful.”

a few seconds, clutching her chest, her vision

quickly reached out 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

though her steps were unsteady. “I’m going to see

anesthesia as

but instead arranged for an additional bed to be brought in

on the vital signs displayed on

readings made her heart

she lay down on the bed. She turned to the side and

this reading is normal.”

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 until the evening, and then he can

finally emerged from his anesthesia-induced

Freya’s relief was palpable. With the anesthesia effects dissipating. there was no longer

held on until now, and

Freya called out. “I’ll

Freya fell asleep. She was already exhausted

that her mind was at case,

head to look

must be

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

been too preoccupied to consides

how

but Freya was on the

ward remained

pain,

to administer a painkiller

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

8 p.m.

bed. Isabella was perched beside him, her eyes wide

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