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 had become hoarse.

at her with admiration. “It’s

tension had taken a toll on Freya.

“Dr. Griffiths, thank you for your hard

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

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

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

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

few seconds, clutching her chest, her vision

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

her composure and stood upright, though her steps

anesthesia as the nurses

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

on the

in the readings made her heart skip a

exhausted as soon as she lay down on the bed. She turned to the side and

reading

up. When he’s awake, make sure he doesn’t fall back asleep. Keep him alert

attempts before Braxton finally emerged from his

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

had held on until now, and her

out. “I’ll sleep for

Freya fell asleep. She was

case, she could

two beds were adjacent, and Braxton struggled to turn his head to look at his sleeping sister. A warm smile graced his

be

Isabella’s eyes as she cast

consciousness, she had been too preoccupied to consides anything

of how fatigued

worried, but Freya was on the

remained

pain, but he still endured without making a

I call the doctor to administer a

pain.” Braxton lowered his voice, his voice strained as he exhaled between clenched teeth. “Don’t call anyone over. It

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 values on the

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