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.”

tension had taken

expressed her gratitude. “Dr.

surgery had been a success Now, it was time

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of intense focus for her had passed like

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

and said, “Don’t

stood still for a few seconds, clutching her chest, her vision darkening momentarily as

smile, “Don’t faint now. I don’t have the energy to take care of you. Besides, you need to take care of my brother.

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

see him.”

as the nurses wheeled his

to go elsewhere but instead arranged for an

on the vital

in the readings made her

on the bed. She turned

this reading

to wake Brax up. When he’s awake, make sure he doesn’t fall back

can rest

Braxton finally

relief was palpable. With the anesthesia effects dissipating. there was no longer

had held on until now, and her strength

Freya called out. “I’ll sleep for a

that, Freya fell asleep. She was already exhausted just

at

his head to

“Frey must be exhausted

welled up in Isabella’s eyes as she cast an apologetic glance

she had been too

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unaware of how

she had been worried, but Freya was on

The ward remained quiet.

pain, but he still endured without making

doctor to administer a painkiller

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

slept from 8

Isabella was perched beside him, her eyes wide open,

didn’t say anything. It was unusual to see Isabella so dedicated, considering she would typically

monitoring the equipment, occasionally pinching he: self to stay

lips as she realized that this might be the most