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.

it been?” Freya asked the nurse beside her, noticing that

nurse looked at her with admiration. “It’s

and tension had taken a toll on

expressed her gratitude. “Dr. Griffiths,

Now, it

feeling anxious. Nine hours of intense focus for her had passed like a fleeting

and Isabella rushed in immediately. Her eyes were red,

“Don’t

seconds, clutching her chest, her vision darkening momentarily

“Don’t faint now. I don’t have the energy to take care

her steps were unsteady.

as the nurses wheeled his bed into

not to go elsewhere but instead arranged for an additional bed to

Braxton, her gaze fixed on the vital signs displayed

change in the readings made her heart skip a

soon as she lay down on the bed. She turned to the

worry, this reading

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

before Braxton finally emerged from his anesthesia-induced

sight of her brother awakening, Freya’s relief was palpable. With the anesthesia effects dissipating. there

had held on until now, and her strength was

out. “I’ll sleep for a while.”

She was already exhausted just

was at case, she could finally

and Braxton struggled to turn his head to look at his sleeping sister. A warm

be exhausted

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

she had been too preoccupied to consides anything else.

unaware of how fatigued

worried, but

ward remained

in pain, but he still endured without making a

I call the doctor to administer

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

8 p.m. to

sleeping in the adjacent bed. Isabella was perched beside

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