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.

“How long has it been?” Freya asked the nurse beside her, noticing that her voice had become hoarse.

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

hours of intense concentration and tension

her gratitude. “Dr. Griffiths, thank you

a word, Freya knew that the surgery had been a success Now, it was

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worry about Isabella waiting outside, undoubtedly feeling anxious. Nine hours of intense focus for her had passed like a fleeting moment,

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

“Don’t

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

regained her composure and stood upright, though

see him.”

the effects of anesthesia as the nurses wheeled

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

gaze fixed on the vital

made her heart

lay down on the bed. She turned to the side and

worry, this reading

it’s time to wake Brax up. When he’s awake, make sure

can rest

several attempts before Braxton finally emerged from

the anesthesia effects

now, and her strength

“I’ll sleep

asleep. She was already

at case, she

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

“Frey must be exhausted

Isabella’s eyes as she cast

been too preoccupied to consides

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unaware of how fatigued

but Freya was on the front

The ward remained quiet.

wore off, Braxton grimaced in pain, but he still

to administer

his voice, his voice strained as he exhaled between clenched teeth.

from 8 p.m.

she found Braxton sleeping in the adjacent bed. Isabella was perched

say anything. It was unusual to see Isabella so dedicated,

in monitoring the equipment, occasionally pinching he: self to stay alert

small smile crept onto Freya’s lips as she realized that this might be the most beautiful expression of love