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

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

word, Freya knew that the surgery had been a success Now, it

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anxious. Nine hours of intense focus for her had passed like a fleeting moment, but for Isabella, it must have felt like

rushed in immediately. Her eyes were red, and her voice trembled as she inquired,

said, “Don’t worry, the surgery was

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

reached out to support 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 brother. Hang in

composure and stood upright, though her steps were

see him.”

the effects of anesthesia as the nurses wheeled his bed into

concerned for her brother and chose not to go elsewhere but instead arranged for an

beside Braxton, her gaze fixed on the

change in the readings made her heart skip a

down on the bed. She turned to the side and looked at Isabella,

worry, this reading is

it’s time to wake Brax up. When he’s awake,

can rest

attempts before Braxton finally emerged

of her brother awakening, Freya’s relief was palpable. With the anesthesia effects dissipating. there was

held on until now, and her

Freya called out. “I’ll sleep

asleep. She

was at case, she could finally sleep

to turn his head to look

“Frey must be exhausted

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

Braxton regained consciousness, she had been too

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of how fatigued

she had been worried, but

The ward remained quiet.

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

to administer a painkiller for

mind, painkillers only relieve pain.” Braxton lowered his voice, his voice strained as he exhaled between clenched teeth. “Don’t call anyone over. It might wake

from 8 p.m. to

found Braxton sleeping in the adjacent bed. Isabella was perched beside him, her eyes wide open,

was unusual to see Isabella so dedicated, considering she would typically fuss over the slightest

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

Freya’s lips as she realized that this might be the most beautiful expression of love she had