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.

Freya asked the nurse beside her, noticing that her

her with admiration. “It’s been

intense concentration and tension had taken a toll on Freya.

her gratitude. “Dr. Griffiths, thank

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

hours of intense focus for

in immediately. Her eyes were red, and her voice trembled as she inquired, “Frey, how

lightly and said, “Don’t

stood still for a few seconds, clutching her chest, her vision darkening momentarily

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

and stood upright, though her steps were

the effects of anesthesia as the nurses wheeled his bed into

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

on the vital signs displayed on

made her heart

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

worry, this reading is

the time for Braxton to wake up from anesthesia 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

Braxton finally emerged from

was palpable. With the anesthesia effects dissipating. there was no longer

held on until now, and

Freya called out. “I’ll

Freya fell asleep. She

case, she could finally sleep

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

be exhausted

Isabella’s eyes as she cast an apologetic glance at

regained consciousness, she had been too preoccupied to consides anything else.

of how fatigued Freya was.

been worried, but Freya

remained

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

call the doctor to administer a painkiller for

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

8 p.m. to 4

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

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