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.

nurse beside her, noticing that her voice

with admiration. “It’s been nine hours.”

concentration and tension had taken a toll on Freya.

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

had been a success Now, it was time

help but worry about Isabella waiting outside, undoubtedly feeling anxious. Nine hours of intense focus for her

operating room, and Isabella rushed in immediately. Her eyes were red, and her voice trembled as

“Don’t

seconds, clutching her chest, her vision darkening momentarily as she nearly collapsed.

I don’t have the energy to take care of you. Besides, you need to take care

quickly regained her composure and stood upright, though her steps were unsteady.

of anesthesia as

chose not to go elsewhere but instead arranged

gaze fixed on the vital signs displayed on the

change in the readings made

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

worry, this reading

it’s time to wake Brax up. When he’s awake, make sure he

Braxton finally emerged from

anesthesia effects dissipating. there was no longer any

had held on until now, and her strength was

out. “I’ll sleep for a

Freya fell asleep. She

her mind was at case, she could

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

be

she cast an apologetic glance at

she had been too

unaware of how fatigued

but Freya was on the

remained quiet.

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

the doctor to administer a painkiller for you?”

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

slept from 8 p.m. to 4 a.m.

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

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