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.”

and tension had

her gratitude. “Dr. Griffiths,

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

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feeling anxious. Nine hours of intense focus for her had

immediately. Her eyes were red, and her voice trembled as she inquired, “Frey, how is

and said, “Don’t

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

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

and stood upright,

see him.”

as the nurses wheeled

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

Braxton, her gaze fixed on

change in the readings made

bed. She turned to the side and looked at

this reading is

wake up from anesthesia and said, “Isabella, it’s time to wake Brax up. When he’s awake, make sure he

can rest

made several attempts before Braxton finally emerged from his

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

until now, and her strength was

called out. “I’ll sleep for a

She was already

at case, she could

his head to look at his

“Frey must be exhausted

as she

been too

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unaware of how

worried, but Freya was on the

The ward remained quiet.

off, Braxton grimaced in pain,

to

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

from 8 p.m. to

in the adjacent bed. Isabella was perched beside him, her eyes wide open, diligently monitoring the values

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

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

this might be the most beautiful expression of love she had ever