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, noticing that

at her with admiration. “It’s been

concentration and tension had taken a

gratitude. “Dr. Griffiths, thank you for

a success Now, it was time for

couldn’t help but worry about Isabella waiting outside, undoubtedly feeling anxious. Nine hours of intense focus for her had passed like a fleeting moment,

and Isabella rushed in immediately. Her

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

seconds, clutching her chest, her vision

quickly reached out to support her and said with a wry smile, “Don’t faint now. I don’t have the energy to take care of you. Besides, you need to take care of my brother. Hang in

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

as the nurses wheeled his bed into the ward.

chose not to go elsewhere but instead

fixed on the

the readings made her heart skip a beat.

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

worry, this reading is

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

before Braxton finally

relief was palpable. With the anesthesia effects dissipating. there was no longer any immediate

held on until now, and

“I’ll sleep for

asleep. She was already exhausted just

was at case, she could finally sleep soundly.

and Braxton struggled to turn his head to look at his sleeping sister.

be

welled up in Isabella’s eyes as she cast

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

unaware of how fatigued

but Freya was on the front

ward remained quiet.

wore off, Braxton grimaced in pain, but he still endured without making a

doctor to administer a painkiller for

his voice, his voice strained as he exhaled between

from 8 p.m. to 4 a.m.

in the adjacent bed. Isabella was perched beside him, her eyes wide open, diligently monitoring the values

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