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

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

surgery had been a success Now, it

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intense focus for her had passed like a fleeting moment, but for Isabella,

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

“Don’t worry, the surgery

clutching her chest, her vision darkening momentarily as she

with a wry smile, “Don’t faint now. I don’t have the energy to take care of

regained her composure and stood upright, though her steps

see him.”

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

chose not to go elsewhere but instead

sat beside Braxton, her gaze fixed on the vital signs displayed on the

in the readings made her heart

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

this

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

can rest

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

was palpable. With the anesthesia effects dissipating. there was no longer any immediate threat to his

on until now,

Freya called out. “I’ll sleep for

She was already exhausted

was at case, she could finally sleep

were adjacent, and Braxton struggled to turn his head to look

“Frey must be exhausted

up in Isabella’s eyes as she cast an apologetic

had been too preoccupied to consides

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how fatigued

had been worried, but Freya was on

The ward remained quiet.

off, Braxton grimaced in pain, but he still

to administer a painkiller for

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

slept from 8 p.m.

bed. Isabella was perched beside

It was unusual to see Isabella so dedicated, considering

monitoring the equipment, occasionally pinching he:

crept onto Freya’s lips as she realized that this might be the most