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 voice had become hoarse.

looked at her with

tension had taken a toll on Freya.

Freya expressed her gratitude. “Dr.

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

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

operating room, and Isabella rushed in immediately. Her eyes were red, and her voice trembled as

“Don’t worry, the surgery was successful.”

clutching her chest, her vision darkening momentarily

smile, “Don’t faint now. I don’t have the energy to take care of you. Besides, you need to take care

though her steps were

anesthesia as the nurses wheeled his bed into the

to go elsewhere but instead arranged for an

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

readings made her heart

the bed. She turned to the side and looked at Isabella, occasionally

this reading

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

Braxton finally

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

until now, and her

out. “I’ll sleep for a while.”

that, Freya fell asleep. She was

was at case,

and Braxton struggled to turn his head to look at his sleeping sister.

must be

she cast an apologetic glance at Freya

consciousness, she had been too preoccupied

unaware of how fatigued Freya

but Freya was on the front

ward remained

Braxton grimaced in pain, but he still endured

to administer

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

from 8 p.m.

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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