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.

the nurse beside her, noticing that her voice had

nurse looked at her with admiration.

concentration and tension had

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

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

Nine hours of intense focus for her had passed like a fleeting moment, but

rushed in immediately. Her eyes were red, and

said, “Don’t worry,

still for a few seconds, clutching her chest, her vision

quickly reached out 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

regained her composure and stood upright, though her

as the nurses wheeled

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

beside Braxton, her gaze fixed on the vital signs displayed on the medical

in the readings made her heart skip a beat.

bed. She

this reading

and said, “Isabella, it’s time to wake Brax up. When he’s awake, make sure he doesn’t fall back asleep.

Braxton finally

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

had held on until now,

“I’ll sleep for a

Freya fell asleep. She was already exhausted just now.

her mind was at case, she

his head to look at his sleeping sister. A warm

must be

as she cast an apologetic glance at

regained consciousness, she had been too preoccupied to consides

how fatigued Freya

worried, but Freya was on the front

ward remained quiet.

off, Braxton grimaced in pain, but

to administer

voice, his voice strained as he exhaled between clenched teeth. “Don’t

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

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

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