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.

nurse beside her, noticing that

looked at her with admiration. “It’s been nine

intense concentration and tension had taken a toll on

to Ethan, Freya expressed her gratitude. “Dr. Griffiths, thank you for your hard

Now, it was time for postoperative observation and tests to determine

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

immediately. Her eyes were red, and her voice trembled as

and said, “Don’t worry,

clutching her chest, her vision darkening momentarily

have the energy to take care of you. Besides, you need to take care

composure and stood upright, though her steps were unsteady.

anesthesia as the

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

gaze fixed on the vital signs displayed on the medical equipment.

the readings made her heart skip

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

worry, this reading is normal.”

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

before Braxton finally emerged from his anesthesia-induced

anesthesia effects dissipating. there was no

on until now, and her

out. “I’ll sleep for

fell asleep. She was already

mind was at case, she could finally sleep

struggled to turn his head to look at

must be exhausted

as she cast an apologetic

regained consciousness, she had been too

of how

hours, she had been worried, but Freya was on

ward remained quiet.

pain, but he still endured without making a

to administer a painkiller for you?”

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

8 p.m. to

adjacent bed. Isabella was perched beside him, her

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