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

her with admiration. “It’s been nine hours.”

concentration and tension had taken a toll

“Dr.

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

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

Her eyes were red, and her voice trembled as she inquired, “Frey, how is Braxton?”

“Don’t

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

the energy to take care of you. Besides, you need to take care of my brother. Hang in there.”

quickly regained her composure and stood upright, though her steps were

anesthesia as the nurses

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

the vital signs displayed on the medical equipment.

change in the readings made her heart skip a beat.

she lay down on the bed. She turned to

this reading is normal.”

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

finally emerged

the anesthesia effects dissipating. there

had held on until now, and her

“I’ll sleep for

She was already

was at case, she could finally sleep soundly.

his head to look at his

must be

as she cast an apologetic glance at

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

of how fatigued Freya was.

had been worried, but Freya was on the

remained quiet.

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

the doctor to administer a painkiller

lowered his voice, his voice strained as he exhaled between clenched

from 8 p.m. to 4

perched beside him, her eyes wide open, diligently

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