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

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

of intense concentration and tension

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

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

focus for

exited the operating room, and Isabella rushed in immediately. Her eyes were red, and her voice trembled as she

chuckled lightly and said, “Don’t

stood still for a few seconds, clutching her chest, her vision darkening momentarily as

now. I don’t have the energy to take care of you. Besides, you need to take care of

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

effects of anesthesia as the nurses wheeled his bed into

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

on the vital signs

change in the readings made

lay down on the bed. She turned to the side

worry, this reading

said, “Isabella, it’s time to wake Brax up. When he’s awake, make sure he doesn’t fall back asleep. Keep him alert until the evening, and

Braxton finally emerged

the anesthesia effects dissipating. there was no

until now, and her

Freya called out. “I’ll sleep

fell asleep. She was already exhausted

at case,

beds were adjacent, and Braxton struggled to turn his head to look at his sleeping sister.

be

eyes as she cast an

had been too

of how fatigued Freya was.

had been worried, but Freya was

remained quiet.

the anesthesia wore off, Braxton grimaced in pain, but

doctor to administer a painkiller

only relieve pain.” Braxton lowered his voice, his voice strained as he exhaled between clenched teeth.

8 p.m. to 4

up, she found Braxton sleeping in the adjacent bed. Isabella was perched beside him, her

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