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.

the nurse beside

her with

and tension had taken a toll on Freya.

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

had been a success Now, it was time for postoperative observation and tests to determine the effectiveness of

outside, undoubtedly feeling anxious. Nine hours of intense focus for her had passed like a fleeting

Her eyes were red, and her voice trembled as she inquired, “Frey, how

said, “Don’t

a few seconds, clutching her chest, her vision darkening momentarily as she

faint now. I don’t have the energy

upright, though her steps were unsteady. “I’m going to see

as

elsewhere but instead arranged for an additional bed to be brought in

sat beside Braxton, her gaze fixed on the vital signs displayed on the medical

the readings made her

the bed. She turned to

this reading is

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

made several attempts before Braxton finally emerged from

her brother awakening, Freya’s relief was palpable. With the anesthesia effects dissipating. there was

until now, and her strength was waning.

Freya called out. “I’ll sleep for a

fell asleep. She was

case, she could finally sleep

were adjacent, and Braxton struggled to turn his head to

be exhausted

as she

she had been too preoccupied to consides anything

of how fatigued Freya

worried, but Freya was on the front lines.

remained quiet.

pain, but

doctor to administer a painkiller

mind, painkillers only relieve pain.” Braxton lowered his voice, his voice strained as he exhaled between

slept from 8 p.m.

the adjacent bed. Isabella was perched beside him, her

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