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.”

concentration and tension had taken a toll on

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

been a success Now, it was time for postoperative observation and tests to determine the effectiveness of

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about Isabella waiting outside, undoubtedly feeling anxious. Nine hours of intense focus for her had passed like a fleeting moment, but for Isabella, it must have felt like an

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

and said, “Don’t worry,

few seconds, clutching her

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

quickly regained her composure and stood upright, though her

see him.”

the effects of anesthesia as the nurses

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

her gaze fixed on the vital signs displayed

in the readings made her

She turned to

this reading

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

can rest

Braxton finally

sight of her brother awakening, Freya’s relief was palpable. With the

until now, and her strength was

Freya called out. “I’ll sleep

asleep. She was already

at case, she could finally sleep

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

“Frey must be exhausted

as she cast an apologetic glance

she had been too preoccupied to consides

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unaware of how

hours, she had been worried, but Freya was on the

The ward remained quiet.

in pain, but he still

call the doctor to administer a

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

8 p.m. to

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

unusual to see Isabella so

now she sat there, completely engrossed in monitoring the equipment, occasionally pinching he: self to stay

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