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

looked at her with

concentration and tension had taken a

“Dr. Griffiths, thank you for

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

hours of intense focus for her had passed

Her eyes were red,

chuckled lightly and said, “Don’t worry, the

seconds, clutching her chest, her vision darkening

out to support her and said with a wry smile, “Don’t faint now. I don’t have the energy to take care of

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

the effects of anesthesia as the nurses wheeled his bed into the

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

the vital signs displayed on the medical equipment.

the readings made her heart

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

worry, this reading

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

attempts before Braxton finally emerged from his

the anesthesia effects dissipating. there was no longer any immediate threat to

until now, and her strength

out. “I’ll sleep for a while.”

asleep. She was

that her mind was at case, she

head to look at his sleeping sister. A warm

be

up in Isabella’s eyes as she cast an apologetic

she had been too

how fatigued

been worried, but Freya was on the front

remained

in pain, but he still endured

I call the doctor to

as he exhaled between clenched teeth. “Don’t call

p.m. to

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

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