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 with admiration.

hours of intense concentration and tension had taken a toll

her gratitude. “Dr. Griffiths, thank

to say a word, Freya knew that the surgery had been a success Now, it was time for postoperative observation and

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 is Braxton?”

lightly and said, “Don’t worry, the surgery was

seconds, clutching her chest, her vision darkening

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

her steps were unsteady. “I’m

effects of anesthesia as

chose not to go elsewhere but instead arranged for an additional bed to be brought in for herself

Braxton, her gaze fixed on the

in the readings made her heart skip

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

worry, this reading is normal.”

to wake up from anesthesia and said, “Isabella, it’s time to wake Brax up. When he’s awake, make sure

finally

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

held on until now, and

out. “I’ll sleep for a while.”

fell asleep. She was already exhausted just now.

that her mind was at case, she could finally

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

must be

Isabella’s eyes as she cast

Braxton regained consciousness, she had been too preoccupied to consides

of how

been worried, but

ward remained quiet.

wore off, Braxton grimaced in pain, but he

I call the doctor to

mind, painkillers only relieve pain.” Braxton lowered his voice, his voice strained as he exhaled between

slept from 8 p.m.

adjacent bed. Isabella was perched beside him, her eyes wide open, diligently

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