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.”

concentration and tension had

“Dr. Griffiths, thank you

a success Now, it was time

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feeling anxious. Nine hours of intense focus for her

and Isabella rushed in immediately. Her eyes were red, and her voice trembled as

“Don’t worry, the surgery

her chest, her vision darkening momentarily as she

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

regained her composure and stood upright,

see him.”

still under the effects of anesthesia as the nurses wheeled his bed

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

sat beside Braxton, her gaze fixed on the vital signs

change in the readings made

the bed. She turned to the side and

worry, this reading is

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

can rest

made several attempts before Braxton finally emerged from his

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

until now,

Freya called out. “I’ll sleep

Freya fell asleep. She was already

that her mind was at case, she could

head to look at

“Frey must be exhausted

up in Isabella’s eyes as she cast an

Braxton regained consciousness, she had been too preoccupied to consides

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unaware of how

hours, she had been worried, but

The ward remained quiet.

in pain, but he still endured without

to administer

Braxton lowered his voice, his voice strained as he exhaled between clenched teeth. “Don’t

slept from 8 p.m.

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

see Isabella so dedicated, considering she

equipment, occasionally pinching he: self to stay alert and focused

that this might be the most beautiful expression of love she