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

gratitude. “Dr. Griffiths, thank you for your hard

success Now, it was time for postoperative observation and tests to

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for her had passed like a

rushed in immediately. Her eyes were red, and

lightly and said, “Don’t worry, the

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

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

quickly regained her composure and stood upright, though her steps were unsteady. “I’m going

see him.”

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

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

on the

made her heart

soon as she lay down on the bed. She turned

worry, this

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

can rest

made several attempts before Braxton finally emerged from his anesthesia-induced

brother awakening, Freya’s relief was palpable. With the anesthesia effects dissipating. there was no longer any immediate threat

until now, and

“I’ll sleep

fell asleep. She was already

was at

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

“Frey must be exhausted

Isabella’s eyes as she cast an apologetic glance at

been too preoccupied to

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unaware of how

had been worried, but Freya was on the

The ward remained quiet.

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

doctor to administer a painkiller

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

slept from 8 p.m. to 4

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

Isabella so

the equipment, occasionally pinching

that this might be the most beautiful expression