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.”

intense concentration and tension had taken a

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

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

www.

for her had passed like a fleeting moment, but for Isabella, it must

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

and said, “Don’t worry, the surgery

seconds, clutching her chest, her

I don’t have the energy to take care of you. Besides, you need

stood upright, though her steps

see him.”

as the nurses wheeled

but instead arranged for

beside Braxton, her gaze fixed on the vital

readings made

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

worry, this reading is

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

can rest

before Braxton finally emerged

the anesthesia effects dissipating. there was

until now, and her strength was

“I’ll

She was already

her mind was at case, she could

adjacent, and Braxton struggled to turn his head to look at his sleeping sister. A warm smile graced his

“Frey must be exhausted

eyes as she cast an

been too preoccupied

2-1

of how

hours, she had been worried, but

The ward remained quiet.

pain, but he still

call the doctor to administer

pain.” Braxton lowered his voice, his voice strained as

from 8

Isabella was perched beside him, her eyes wide open,

It was unusual to see Isabella so dedicated, considering

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

this might be the