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.”

of intense concentration and tension had taken a

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

the surgery had been a success Now,

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feeling anxious. Nine hours of intense focus for her had passed like a fleeting moment, but

the operating room, and Isabella rushed in immediately. Her eyes were red, and her voice

lightly and said, “Don’t worry, the

a few seconds, clutching her chest,

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 brother. Hang

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

see him.”

under the effects of anesthesia as the nurses

chose not to go elsewhere but instead arranged for an additional bed to be

sat beside Braxton, her gaze fixed on the vital signs

change in the readings made her heart skip a

exhausted as soon as she lay down on the bed. She turned to the side and looked at Isabella, occasionally answering her

this reading is

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. Keep

can rest

several attempts before Braxton

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

now, and her

out. “I’ll

asleep. She

mind was at case, she

head to look at his sleeping sister. A warm smile

“Frey must be exhausted

as she cast

Braxton regained consciousness, she had been too

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of how fatigued Freya

she had been worried, but Freya was

The ward remained quiet.

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

the doctor to

relieve pain.” Braxton lowered his voice, his voice strained as he exhaled between clenched teeth.

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

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

occasionally pinching he: self to

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