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.”

and tension had taken a toll

expressed her gratitude. “Dr. Griffiths, thank you for

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

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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, but

nurse, Freya exited the operating room, and Isabella rushed in immediately. Her

said, “Don’t worry, the

a few seconds, clutching 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

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

see him.”

effects of anesthesia as the nurses wheeled his

instead arranged

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

readings made

the bed. She turned to the side and looked at

worry, this reading

to wake up from anesthesia and said, “Isabella, it’s time to wake Brax up. When he’s awake, make sure he doesn’t fall back asleep.

can rest

Braxton finally emerged from his

awakening, Freya’s relief was palpable. With the

until now, and her strength was

out. “I’ll sleep for

asleep. She was already exhausted

her mind was at case, she could finally sleep

and Braxton struggled to turn his head to

“Frey must be exhausted

welled up in Isabella’s eyes as she cast

consciousness, she had been too preoccupied to consides anything

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unaware of how fatigued

been worried, but Freya

The ward remained quiet.

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

doctor to administer a painkiller for

Braxton lowered his voice, his voice strained as

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was perched beside him, her eyes wide open, diligently monitoring the values

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

occasionally pinching he: self to stay alert and focused on the

she realized that this might be the most beautiful expression of love she had