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.

with

intense concentration and tension had taken a toll on

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

had been a success Now, it was time

focus for her had passed like a fleeting moment, but for Isabella, it

exited the operating room, and Isabella rushed in immediately. Her eyes were red, and her

and said, “Don’t

seconds, 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.

her composure and stood upright, though her steps were unsteady. “I’m going

anesthesia as the nurses wheeled his bed into the ward.

and chose not to go elsewhere but instead arranged for

her gaze fixed on the vital signs displayed

readings made her heart skip a beat.

lay down on the bed. She

worry, this reading is

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 evening, and then

finally emerged from his

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

now, and her

Freya called out. “I’ll sleep for a while.”

asleep. She was

at case, she could

head to look at his sleeping sister.

must be exhausted

up in Isabella’s eyes as she cast an apologetic glance

Braxton regained consciousness, she had been too preoccupied

how

but Freya was on the front

remained

off, Braxton grimaced in pain, but he still

doctor to administer a painkiller for you?”

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

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

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

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