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.

beside her, noticing that her voice

with admiration. “It’s been

tension had taken a

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

had been a success Now, it was time for postoperative observation and tests to determine the effectiveness of

feeling anxious. Nine hours of intense focus for her had

by a nurse, Freya exited the operating room, and Isabella rushed in immediately. Her eyes were red, and her voice trembled as she inquired, “Frey, how is Braxton?”

“Don’t worry,

clutching her chest, her vision darkening momentarily as she nearly

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 my brother. Hang in

her composure and stood upright, though her

of anesthesia as the

brother and chose not to go elsewhere but instead arranged for an

her gaze fixed on the vital signs

change in the readings made her

lay down on the bed. She turned to the

worry, this reading

When he’s awake, make sure he doesn’t fall back asleep.

Braxton finally emerged from

the sight of her brother awakening, Freya’s relief was palpable. With the anesthesia effects dissipating. there was no longer any immediate threat to

on until now, and her strength

out. “I’ll sleep for a while.”

asleep. She was already exhausted just

mind was at case, she could finally sleep

to turn his head to look at his sleeping sister. A warm smile graced his

must be exhausted

in Isabella’s eyes as she cast an apologetic glance

she had been

of how fatigued Freya was.

worried, but Freya was on the

ward remained

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

I call the doctor to administer a painkiller

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

8 p.m.

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

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