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.

long has it been?” Freya asked the nurse beside her,

at her with admiration. “It’s

and tension had taken

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

knew that the surgery had been a success Now, it was time for postoperative observation and tests to determine the effectiveness of the mediation.

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

Freya exited the operating room, and Isabella rushed in immediately. Her eyes were red, and her voice trembled as she inquired, “Frey, how is

“Don’t worry, the surgery

seconds, clutching her chest, her vision

“Don’t faint now. I don’t have the energy to take care of

and stood upright, though her steps were unsteady. “I’m going to see him.”

anesthesia as the nurses wheeled his bed into the ward.

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

sat beside Braxton, her gaze fixed on the vital

readings made

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

reading

wake up from anesthesia and said, “Isabella, it’s time to wake Brax up. When he’s awake, make sure he doesn’t

made several attempts before Braxton finally emerged from his

the anesthesia

now, and her strength

Freya called out. “I’ll sleep

fell asleep. She was already exhausted

case, she could

were adjacent, and Braxton struggled to turn his head to look at

be

Isabella’s eyes as she cast an apologetic

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

how fatigued Freya

she had been worried, but Freya was on the front

remained quiet.

Braxton grimaced in pain, but he still endured

call the doctor to administer a

painkillers only relieve pain.” Braxton lowered his voice, his voice strained as he exhaled between clenched teeth. “Don’t call anyone over. It might wake Frey up.”

8 p.m.

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

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