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.

long has it been?” Freya asked the nurse beside her, noticing that her voice had become

nurse looked at her with

intense concentration and tension had taken

gratitude. “Dr. Griffiths, thank you for your hard

success Now, it was time for postoperative observation and tests to

help but worry about Isabella waiting outside, undoubtedly feeling anxious. Nine hours of intense focus for her had passed like a fleeting moment, but for Isabella, it must

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.”

her chest, her

smile, “Don’t faint now. I don’t have the energy to

regained her composure and stood upright, though her steps were unsteady. “I’m going to see him.”

effects of anesthesia as

chose not to go elsewhere but instead

fixed on the vital signs displayed on

in the readings made her heart skip a beat.

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

worry, this reading

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

finally emerged from

With the anesthesia effects dissipating.

until now, and her strength was waning.

out. “I’ll

asleep. She was already exhausted just now.

that her mind was at case, she

turn his head to look at his sleeping

must be

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

had been too

of how fatigued

worried, but Freya was on the front lines.

remained

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

to administer

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

8 p.m. to 4

bed. Isabella was perched beside him, her eyes wide open, diligently monitoring the values

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