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.

asked the nurse beside her, noticing that her voice had

with admiration.

of intense concentration and tension had taken a

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

Now, it was time for postoperative

outside, undoubtedly feeling anxious. Nine hours of intense focus for her had passed like a fleeting moment, but

Isabella rushed in immediately. Her eyes were

“Don’t worry, the

for a few seconds, clutching her chest,

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 of

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

under the effects of anesthesia as the nurses wheeled

brother and chose not to go elsewhere but instead arranged for

her gaze fixed on the vital signs displayed on

made her heart skip a beat.

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

reading

When

before Braxton finally emerged

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

now, and her strength was waning.

Freya called out. “I’ll sleep

that, Freya fell asleep. She was already exhausted just

her mind was at case, she could finally sleep

Braxton struggled to turn his head to look

must be exhausted

eyes as she cast an apologetic glance

been too preoccupied to consides

how fatigued Freya was.

had been worried, but Freya

ward remained quiet.

in pain, but he still endured without making a sound.

I call the doctor to administer a painkiller for

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

p.m.

was perched beside him, her

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