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[crowd cheering]

- City runners, welcome...

[upbeat music]

Now, remember to
stay hydrated out here

to beat the heat.

Keep it up.

*

- See? Taking a header at
your first marathon is nothing.

Now, taking a header into a pool
in your wedding dress?

both: Epic fail.
- Right?

- No, that would be taking 20
minutes to put on a Band-Aid.

- Sorry. Totally my fault.
- No, no, not at all.

Take as long as you need.
You, on the other hand,

have a superhero
with super intestinal discomfort

who requires
your immediate attention.

- [retching]

[spitting]

*

[crowd cheering]

- Almost halfway.
You holding up?

- I'm sure that runner's high is
gonna kick in any second now.

That or heatstroke.
- Yeah.

It's not the best day
for a heat wave.

Yeah, I was thinking maybe
later we can do something else.

- What?
Like collapse?

- No.
Maybe a bedroom activity.

Or kitchen table.

Shower.

- Let's go, Doc.
Pick up the pace.

- [laughs]

- Now, try to keep it elevated,
and remember: ice, not heat.

- Oh, please don't mention heat.
It's hot as balls out here.

- We need help.
A guy got run over.

- Grab an aid kit.
- Got it.

[dramatic music]

*

- Three. Two. One.

- Aah!

*

- My brakes went out.
You've got to help him.

- We'll do all we can.
- [groaning]

- [speaking Spanish]

- Ignacio.
- Where does it hurt, Ignacio?

- [speaking Spanish]

Aah.

[gasping]

- Maggie, we got
a bike versus auto.

- [gasping]

- Diminished breath sounds
on the left side.

Sounds like it's full of fluid.
I think his lung collapsed.

- Marathon traffic
and power outages

from the heat
have paramedics backed up.

We're on our own for a while.

- Well, he doesn't have a while.
He needs a chest tube now.

- Not from you.
You've never put one in.

- Be my guest.

- Neither of us is allowed
to do it.

- Then he's gonna die.

- Maggie, I need Goodwin.

- [groaning]
- Sir, just hang on.

We're gonna do everything
we can for you, okay?

We're gonna help you, okay?

Just hang on.

.

- Sit tight, April.
Dr. Halstead's on the way.

No, no, no.
You let him make that call.

All right.
You keep me posted.

- How goes the battle?

- Ugh, it's supposed to
hit 105 today,

so we've got a generator
on standby

just in case
our grid goes dark.

- Sharon, listen.
Bert called me.

- Really?
- Yeah.

He wants to get together
for drinks,

and I just--I wanted to check in

with you
before I responded to him.

- Daniel,
you do whatever you like.

I'm good.

Hey, Peter...

your husband is
a divorce attorney, isn't he?

- Best in the city.

- Text me his number.

- [groaning]

[tense music]

[crowd cheering]

- I can do this.
- With what?

We don't even have a chest tube.

- I got a suction tube.
- No.

You are not gonna jerry-rig
your way into this guy's chest.

- He's got no chance
unless I do.

- Goodwin said to wait for Will.

- How long is that gonna take?

- [sighs]

- [groaning]

- Got a neck pulse,
but it's thready.

*

- He's out.

I've got to relieve
the pressure on his lung.

- BP 82 over palp.
Sat at 82%.

- I'm doing this.
- Noah.

Noah!

*

[crowd cheering]

*

Pulse is coming up.

You did it.

- Yeah, but the tube's not
slowing down.

Damn.
It's a bad bleed.

- Okay.
Come on.

He needs surgery.

We need to intubate
and give him blood.

- Where the hell is Will?

- Hey, Nat.

Eight-year-old girl with sudden
onset deafness in treatment 2.

Oh.

They said the heat wave's

supposed to be worse than '95.

[sighs]

- Hi.
I'm Dr. Manning.

I understand Phoebe's
experiencing some hearing loss?

- Yeah...we were headed
to cheer on the runners.

She was skipping ahead.

A semi started backing up.

I was screaming,
and she couldn't hear me.

A few seconds later--

- What?

- I don't want to
think about it.

It's okay, sweetie.

[dings]

- Can you hear that, Phoebe?

- Not really.

- Hmm.
[dings]

How about now?

- Sort of.

A little.

- Okay, her hearing is
diminished on the right side

and nearly absent on the left.

Does she have any prior history
of head trauma or hearing loss?

- No.
Not that I can think of.

I mean, there have been
a few times

where I've had to call her
more than once

within these last few months,
but nothing like this.

- Okay, well,
I'd like to order a head CT

just so we can figure out
what's going on, okay?

- Okay.
- Thank you.

- Wait.

- Hmm?

- Are you going to fix my ears?

- I'm sure gonna try.

Be back shortly.

[tense music]

- [grunts]

I-I can't get it in.

- You have to
capture the tongue.

Elevate the jaw.

- What the hell are you doing?
- I'm trying to intubate.

He had a massive hemothorax, and
I had to put in a chest tube.

- No, what you had to
do was wait.

- Dr. Halstead,
this man would have died.

- Yeah, judging by all
the blood, if we don't get him

into surgery in the next
few minutes, he will anyway.

*

[crowd cheering]

I'm in.
Bag him.

- Any ETA on transport?
- Still saying it'll be a while.

- We could open his chest.
Try to address the bleed.

It might buy him enough time
for the ambulance to show up.

- Yeah, it might--there's no
guarantee I could even find it.

- The only guarantee is
he'll die if we don't try.

- No, I've been down this road
before trying extreme measures.

It doesn't end well.

[crowd cheering]

*

- His pressure is down.

Trachea feels deviated
to the right.

*

- I need a scalpel.

[alarm blaring]

- We're going to treatment 5.

- You got it, Maggie.
- Olga Barlow.

74, lives alone.

Complex cardiac history.
Called EMS for dyspnea.

BP 82 over 44.

Chronic A-fib at rate 105.
Tachypneic at 30.

Those are her meds.

- I'll page Dr. Choi.
- Okay.

- Mrs. Barlow,
what happened today?

- It's so hot out, I'm having
a hard time catching my breath.

- Do you have an air conditioner
in the home?

- Don't I wish?
- Well, let's move her.

One, two, three.

- Oh.

- There you go.

[machine beeping]

- Pulse ox 89.

Temperature 101.

- She's tachy up to 130.

I think we're looking
at heat exhaustion.

Let's pack her axilla
and groin in ice

and send a CBC, CMP, LFTs,
and urine.

And give her an amp of D50.

- What's the story?
- Non-exertional heat illness.

We're going to lower her
core temp and keep her hydrated.

- You check her meds?

[dark music]

*

- Looks like she has
pulmonary hypertension.

- That's right.
Jugular venous distention.

That means she's
in volume overload.

This fluid you ordered could've
sent her into heart failure.

- Am I gonna be okay?

- We're gonna take
good care of you.

Let's get a chest film.
AP and lateral.

ECG and stat formal echo.
- Yes, Doctor.

- Start epoprostenol at two.
Dobutamine at three.

Is your arthritis
causing you pain?

- Yes, it's pretty bad.
- I bet.

That's a pretty good dose
of oxycodone.

Let's give her one--no,
two milligrams of hydromorphone.

She won't even notice
one milligram.

- Okay.

- You're gonna be feeling
better soon.

*

Next time do a complete history

and physical
before making a diagnosis.

*

- Great.
There you go.

- Ms. Goodwin, a word?

- Problem, Dr. Rhodes?

- I filled in for trauma
last night.

Seven surgeries.

I was double-booked going
back and forth between ORs.

- Well, a month ago
you were complaining

about not having enough to do.

- Well, last night
cured me of that.

The hospital is over-scheduling,
Ms. Goodwin.

- Well, maybe someone thought
we needed the revenue.

I'll look into it.
- Thank you.

- Look, we're all having
our problems today, Dr. Rhodes.

Go home.
Get some sleep.

- I can't, I've got a consult
on a cold leg in IR

that needs
an aortalfemoral bypass.

[tense music]

- Retract his ribs.

*

Suction.

*

- [grunts]

- All right.

*

- Anything?

- Nothing but clots.

I don't see it.
I got to get behind the lungs.

- Still has a carotid pulse.

*

- Oh, man.
Rib perforated the aorta.

- Can you clamp it?
- With what? My hand?

- It'll buy us--
him 20 minutes?

- Any longer there's a good
chance he'll be paralyzed.

- If you don't,
he'll bleed out.

- All right.

*

- Hemostatic?
- Yeah, it stopped.

Now he needs more blood...
and a miracle.

Which could happen if we get him
on portable bypass.

They've been doing it in France.

We have a unit
in clinical trial at Med.

April, call Maggie.

- On it.

- We've got about 19 minutes
to get Ignacio hooked up

before he's paralyzed or worse.

.

- Hey, I mean to ask you.

Are flowers too much
for your mom tonight?

- Roses tend to wilt
in her presence, but hey.

Don't worry about it.
She actually canceled her trip.

She's too busy.

This is her idea of an apology.

- 1,000 bucks?
- Mm-hmm.

- I wish my mom apologized
like that.

She just bakes cookies.

- It takes time to bake cookies.

This just took a call
to her accountant.

[alarm beeping]

- Code blue.

[dramatic music]

Code blue.

*

- Her tongue has relaxed,
closing off her airway.

- I'll do an oral airway.

[machine beeping]

- I got it.
- Intubation kit?

- No, two milligrams of
naloxone IV.

I think this is an overdose.

- Of what?
- Hydromorphone.

I don't understand.

She shouldn't have
had this kind of reaction.

- Respiration's at 8 per minute.
- Take over?

- Okay.

*

- Dr. Choi.

Dr. Choi?

- Yeah.
- I know I was off

on my original diagnosis,

but that won't happen again.
You can trust me.

- Clark,
you're here to learn.

You're gonna make
mistakes, okay?

- Jeff?

I need you to run this portable
bypass, Satinsky clamps,

and ten units of packed cells
out to Dr. Halstead

at the marathon
aid station, okay?

- Run?
- You doing anything else?

[electricity hums, crackles]

Ugh.
- This is gonna be great.

- Let's go.

- Sorry it's taking so--
- I want to call Daddy.

- I told you.
- Is everything okay?

- When can I call him?
- He's traveling, Phoebes.

You know that.

- I want to go home.
- Hey.

Hey, Phoebe, I promise
the CT is not gonna hurt, okay?

It's just like getting
your picture taken,

but in the meantime,
will you do me a favor?

Can you color a picture
for the doctors' lounge?

Yeah?

Because of the marathon,
the hospital's way busier

than usual, but
it shouldn't be too much longer.

- Okay.
- And do you mind

if we speak for a moment?

- Sure.
- Great.

- Hey. I'll be right outside,
okay, sweetie?

- So you indicated
in Phoebe's chart

that her father was deceased.

I'm wondering why
she would want to call him?

- David had a massive coronary
and died a few months ago.

I haven't had the heart
to tell her.

- I am so sorry.

- He was away on business.

I feel awful for lying,

but I just know
that she'll be crushed,

and I don't know
how to break it to her.

- Yeah, well, you know,
we have a really great doctor

that may be able
to help with that.

But in the meantime,
just hang in there.

We'll get Phoebe up
to CT soon, okay?

- Okay, thank you.
- Yeah.

- Dr. Rhodes?

Dr. Halstead has a patient
in the field with a torn aorta.

He's putting him
on a portable bypass.

- Seriously?
A portable bypass?

You can't regulate
blood flow to the brain.

- Well, you can debate
the medicine with Dr. Halstead

when he gets here.

- Believe me, I will.

[tense music]

- There's blood in the tube.

[crowd cheering]

Saturation's 75%.

- Must be
a pulmonary laceration.

We got to pack his lung and get
the blood out of that tube

before he drowns.

- You want to pack the chest,
and I'll suction the tube?

- With what free hand?
- I'll suction the tube.

- I'll pack the chest.
- Give me the suction.

- Noah, grab both sides,
and try to keep 'em open.

- [grunts]
- My wrist is cramped up.

If you let go on the ribs,
I'm done.

- [grunts]

- Come on, man, pull.
- I'm trying.

- Hang in there.
- [grunting]

- It's closing on my wrist.
I can't hold this.

- Don't let go.
- Come on, Noah, pull!

- Don't let go!
[grunting]

- All right.
I got most of the blood.

Sat's at 95%.
- Ribs, ribs, grab the ribs.

- Got it.
- Guys, guys, he's here.

- Sorry it took so long.

Oh, man.

- I need two clamps.
How long's it been?

- 17 minutes.

- Three to go.
Hurry up.

*

- Mrs. Barlow?

You gave us a scare.
How are you feeling?

- Oh, I'm--I'm much better,
Doctor, thank you.

- Your reaction to the pain
medication surprised us,

because that dose shouldn't
have been an issue for you.

Have you been taking
everything as prescribed?

- I didn't mention it before,
because it's--

it's so embarrassing,

but I accidentally spilled
some pills into the toilet,

so I haven't taken everything
I was supposed to.

- Mrs. Barlow, skipping doses
is very dangerous.

You should have
called your doctor.

- Well, I certainly know
better now.

I won't let it happen again.

- There's one other thing.

I was reviewing your labs,
and some of the numbers indicate

that you haven't been eating
as well as you should.

- No one,
except my late husband,

has ever accused me
of being a good cook.

- Well, wait till you taste
the hospital food.

- [chuckles]
- Excuse me.

Dr. Charles, I have a patient
I'd like you to evaluate.

She's 74, lives alone,

and for some reason
hasn't been taking her meds.

Her blood work indicates
she's undernourished.

It might be dementia
or depression.

I'm just not sure.

- I'll have a little chat.

Shoot me her chart?

- Yeah, Olga Barlow.

Treatment 5.

- Oh, great.
Thank you.

Paramedics are close.

- All right, we're good to go.

- Circuit's primed.

*

- Let's get some
more blood in him.

- It's infusing.

- Come on, Ignacio.

*

- And...it's up.

- Time.
How long has he been clamped?

- 24 minutes.

- Damn.

- Mrs. Barlow?
I'm Dr. Charles.

How are we doing today?

- Pleased to meet you,
Dr. Charles.

- Dr. Choi mentioned that you
were having

some trouble
with your medication,

and he asked me
to look in on you.

- Of course, but this is
all just a big mistake.

- Tell me,

how did you end up here today?

- I spilled some pills and
didn't take all my medication.

It's so boring.
- Huh.

- Charles.
That's an English name isn't it?

- Yes, it is.
- Mm.

My late husband Robert
was English.

He had a Charles
on his mother's side.

Have you been?
- Not for a while.

- Mm.

Well,
when I was quite a bit younger,

Robert and I took
the final voyage

on the RMS "Queen Elizabeth"
across the pond from New York.

- Wow.
- Yeah.

- That sounds like quite a trip.
- Oh, it was.

1968.

There was a sense of design
back then

that you just
don't see today.

Now it's--it's all screens,
and technology,

and people have forgotten

the importance of style,
haven't they?

- Boy, you can say that again.

- [gasps softly]

I'm sorry for
running on like that.

Was there something else
you wanted to ask me?

- You know,
I think that I'm all set.

Thank you.
It was so nice to meet you.

- It was really nice
to meet you, Dr. Charles.

- So in my opinion,
Mrs. Barlow is competent

and definitely
a bit of a charmer.

- One who's not taking her meds
or eating properly.

- Not suicidal.

Not depressed as far as
I can tell.

I mean, what she is,
is she's nostalgic

for a more refined culture...

which is a far cry
from eating cat food.

- She told you she was
eating cat food?

- Look at her blood work.

Raised taurine level.
That's the telltale sign.

- I thought she was lying about
eating regularly, but cat food?

- Mm-hmm, this happens
when money's tight.

You know, elderly woman.
Fixed income.

She'd be way too embarrassed
to say anything.

- What about dropping her pills
in the toilet?

You think that's a lie too?

- Oxycodone, sildenafil,
benzos all have

a very high street value, buddy.

- You think
this sweet old lady's

selling them to get money?

- Sweet old lady in need, man.

I've seen it before.

You know, and the sad part is,
is, even selling her meds,

she doesn't seem to be
making ends meet.

[dark music]

[alarm blaring]

- 25-year-old male.
High-velocity impact.

Found with aortic
and lung lacerations from a rib.

Aortic cross clamp in place.
Bleeding controlled.

We've got eight units of
packed cells in the field

via a portable bypass
in progress at three liters.

- Portable bypass?
That your call?

- It was our only option.

- I got it from here.

*

- Sharon Goodwin,
this is Lawrence.

- Wonderful to meet you.

Sorry it's under
such difficult circumstances.

- I'm gonna leave you two alone.

- I don't have much time.

It's a busy day for us.

- I understand.

Now, would you prefer
that I call you

Ms. Goodwin or Sharon?

- Oh, Sharon is fine.

- Sharon,
before we go any further,

are you sure that you
don't want to try to reconcile?

While legal separation
is not a divorce,

it is a big step down that road.

- We're past
trying to reconcile.

- I know we talked a little bit

about this on the phone,
but pending court approval,

you and your spouse
are agreeing to live

independent of each other,
both financially and physically.

- Which we have been for months.

- Illinois law allows a spouse

who is without fault

to receive reasonable
support and maintenance

while parties
are living apart.

We would need to ask the court
to determine that amount.

- I don't want
anything from him.

- In that case,
when you're ready,

I just need you to sign
at the bottom of both copies.

- Ms. Kastpen?
- Yes?

- I'm Dr. Charles,
and this is Dr. Reese.

- Nice to meet you.
- Dr. Manning mentioned

that you were struggling
with how to break the news

of your husband's death
to your daughter.

- Oh, yes.

- We were thinking
that if we all sat down,

we might be able to help you
come up with a plan

to--how to best
discuss this with Phoebe.

- [clears throat]

You know, I really appreciate
you're trying to help,

but the timing
is just all wrong.

Phoebe is scared enough
just being here.

I can't add stress
to her right now.

If you'll excuse me.

- I think she's lying to us.

The pause before answering,
throat clearing,

and hand-to-face activity
all point

to her not being truthful.

- Just so you know,
all that behavioral cue stuff

about how to spot liars:
bunch of hooey.

Having said that...

I think you're absolutely right.

She's hiding something.

[tense music]

*

- What do you think?

- I think an ED doc
opened him up in the field.

- Can you repair it?

- Well, it's not every day
that you see a rib in the aorta,

but I'm gonna try to
repair it by graft.

Whether there is impaired
brain activity or paralysis...

[faucet shuts off]

Well, that remains to be seen.

*

You must be
one hell of a poker player.

- Why is that?

- It was a hell of a gamble.

*

- What's the word?

We had to try.

- Did we?

*

- Mrs. Barlow,
there are some things about

your case that are puzzling.

I was hoping I could ask you
a few questions.

- Of course.

- As I mentioned,
your labs show

you're a little undernourished.

I just want to make sure
you're getting enough to eat.

- I am.
- Good.

I'm glad to hear that,

because sometimes
people skip meals

when they're finding it hard
to get by.

- Get by?

- Well, when money's an issue.

We've seen some patients
who felt they had no choice

but to sell their medications.

- Are you insinuating--
- No, ma'am.

I'm just trying to
understand these results.

- I have no need
to sell anything,

and I resent the implication.

- Of course.

Mrs. Barlow,

I just want you to know

that there are
resources available for you,

if you need anything.

- I already told you.

I just--I dropped my pills
down the toilet.

That's all there is to it.

- Yes, ma'am.

[tense music]

Forgive me.

*

- Olga Barlow,
you gave me such a fright.

- Ruth, my hair.

I look terrible.

- You look fine.

I've just brought you your purse

and wanted to see if
there was anything you needed.

I'm sorry, Doctor.
I'm her neighbor.

- Hi.

- And you mustn't worry
about Princess.

I fed her.

- I'll give you two
some privacy, Mrs. Barlow.

Excuse me.

- Now, what's going on?

*

- [sighs]

She won't admit to it.

- Well, I'm not surprised.

People think
sex is a touchy subject.

Believe me, money is
a lot touchier.

*

- Dr. Charles?

I've been doing
a little digging

into Phoebe's mother,
Michelle Kastpen.

I can't find anyone in or
around Chicago with that name.

- Hey.
Phoebe's CT results are back.

Mom has clearly not given us
a full history.

*

- Ms. Kastpen,
is there any other information,

anything at all,
about Phoebe's medical history

that you'd like to
share with us?

- Not that I can think of.

- The reason we ask is that
Phoebe's CAT scans

revealed several
healed skull fractures.

- These explain
Phoebe's hearing loss.

They're also possible indicators
of child abuse.

- [sniffles]

[sighs]

[tense music]

Wait, you think it was me?

I would never do anything
to hurt Phoebe.

- The way this works,
Ms. Kastpen,

is that unless
you can shine some light

on your daughter's injuries,

we don't really have any choice
but to contact the authorities.

- I would never, never--

- You have to understand
how we're seeing it,

from our perspective.

*

- It wasn't me.

*

I lied.
I'm divorced.

It was my ex.

Phoebe would get hurt
when she was with him a lot.

A sprained ankle.
A broken arm.

Too many things to be random.

- Did you ever confront him?

- I tried, but he has money.

He out-lawyered me.

- Oh, so it sounds to me like
your ex-husband's still alive.

*

- I felt powerless,
so I took her.

- You kidnapped your daughter?

- I had to.

You can't call the police.

Please.
They'll just send Phoebe back,

and I don't know
what he's gonna do to her.

You have to protect my daughter.

Please.
Please.

*

- This woman has given us
a false name and admitted

to kidnapping her daughter.

- But I think
she's finally being honest.

She is legitimately concerned
for her daughter's safety.

- Just because she thinks
she's telling the truth, Doctor,

doesn't necessarily mean
that she is.

- Yeah, but if she is,

I'd hate to tear this child
away from her mother.

- It's not our job to figure out
what the truth is.

If we suspect abuse,
it's our duty to report it

and let the proper
authorities sort it out.

[dark music]

*

- Hey.
Any news?

- I'm headed back up to check.

- We found Ignacio's family.

- They're in St. Louis.

Be here in four hours.

*

- Let's hope
it's a happy reunion.

- Si, si.
In Chicago Med.

[speaking Spanish]

[machine beeping]

[beeping]

- Allow me.

- Oh, thank you.

Oh.

Thank you, Doctor.

- Ruth, wasn't it?
- Yes.

- Those are beautiful earrings.
Emerald?

- Oh, yes.
Thank you.

- And nice bag.
I noticed the one you

brought Mrs. Barlow
was a real beauty too.

- Oh, well, we both have
a weakness for nice things.

- Ah.

The thing--never mind.

Excuse me.
- No, no.

What were you going to say?

- Um...

It just doesn't fit.

How Mrs. Barlow can afford
to spend so much on a purse.

- Why?

- Please.

I could be wrong, but I think
she's economizing on food.

Not eating.

- You think
Olga has financial issues?

- Well, what do you think?

- I don't know, but now
that you mention it...

- Yes?

- I was over there
for coffee last week,

and when I went to get the sugar

all she had were
those little packets

that you get in restaurants.

- Is it possible Mrs. Barlow
might feel pressure

to keep up appearances with you?

- Oh, dear.
I...

I-I may have given Olga
the wrong impression.

- How's that?

- Actually,
I don't have that much.

It's my son.

My son sends me nice things.

- Mm.

[solemn music]

And you never told
Mrs. Barlow that?

- No.

- I see you care about her,
and you want to help her.

- I do.

- Then please let her know
the truth.

*

Excuse me.

- [sighs]

*

- Hi.
Can we speak for a moment?

- Mm-hmm.

You made the call.

- Yes, it is our duty
in these types of cases

to alert the authorities.

Now may be a good time
to have a conversation

with Phoebe to prepare her.

- Oh, I'll get that.

Well, that's a pretty drawing.

- I used to color better.

- Yeah?
What changed?

- I don't know.

*

- Hey, Phoebe, you mind if
I take a look at your hands?

- Mm-hmm.
- All right.

*

All right, now, can you squeeze
my fingers as hard as you can?

- What are you doing?
- Just making sure

we haven't missed anything.

How about with this hand?

*

- He hasn't woken up yet.

It could be a sign
of impaired brain function.

- It's too soon
to make that call.

You do a Babinski?

- It's your patient.
I didn't want to overstep.

*

*

What did I do to this guy?

*

- Listen, Will,

he's still got a good amount
of paralytic in him.

He's also acidotic and cold.

You can't expect
a good reaction just yet.

*

[knocking]

- Hi.

So after I observed the weakness
in Phoebe's hand,

I ran some tests
on the blood work we took,

and the results showed
an explanation

for her hearing loss.

She has a genetic condition
called osteopetrosis.

- What?
- It's a bone disease

that can cause progressive
hearing loss.

It also explains
the carpal tunnel

that's causing weakness
in her wrists.

- But I don't have it,
and neither does her father.

- It just means that
you and her father

are both genetic carriers.

- Is she gonna be deaf?

- Not necessarily.

We've had some success
in treating the condition

with bone marrow transplants.

- Okay.

What aren't you telling me?

- Osteopetrosis makes bones

abnormally dense
and prone to breakage,

which explains
her skull fractures.

What I'm trying to say is,

I don't think
she was ever abused.

- Oh, my God.

He didn't hurt her?

[solemn music]

What have I done?

*

What have I done?

*

- Ms. Kastpen?

I'm Detective Olinski.

*

- What have I done?

*

- Still hasn't come to.

- Dr. Halstead,
we saved his life.

- For what?

To lie like this on a ventilator
for God knows how long?

- We don't know that's the case.

- He's been off sedation
for an hour and a half.

He should be coming around.

- Okay, so let's give him
a little nudge.

Flumazenil 0.2 milligrams
IV push.

- Wait.
We don't know his history.

If he's an alcoholic
or on a benzo, he could seize.

- That's not gonna happen.
Please.

- Yes, Doctor.

- We need to know
his mental status.

*

- Hold on.

*

- Mr. Garza,
I'm Dr. Rhodes.

You're at Chicago Med.

You were in an accident.

You were hit by a car.

- Do you need me to translate?

- Oh, no.
Thank you.

[speaking Spanish]

[continues in Spanish]

*

Good.

[speaking Spanish]

*

Nice.

You got a good grip there.

- Mr. Garza, I want you
to push your foot down,

like you're stepping on
the gas pedal of a car.

*

- [speaking Spanish]

*

- [speaking Spanish]

*

- Okay.
How about this?

Mr. Garza,
can you move your toes?

[speaking Spanish]

*

- Yes.

- You're a rock star, Mr. Garza.

You did great.

Now we're gonna let you
get some rest.

*

- [sobbing]

- I'm so sorry.

- No, it's okay.

He's okay.

- Then why...?

- [exhales]

I'm just so relieved.

*

- Oh.

*

- Hey.

Good job getting
the bypass out there.

*

- It's okay, baby.
- Don't go.

- It's okay, baby.
- Stay.

No, don't go, Mommy!
Don't go!

- Baby, it's okay, it's okay.

- Come back, Mom!

No!
Come back, Mommy!

*

Mom!

- She thought she was doing
the right thing.

She risked everything
and lost everything

to get her daughter
out of harm's way,

and we're sending her to jail.

- I understand why she did it,

but couldn't she have had
a doctor evaluate

Phoebe before going on the run?

She messed up so many lives.

- Yeah, but...

it still feels wrong.

- I know.

- So this was all just about
keeping up with the Joneses.

- It was a good catch, Dr. Choi.

- A new one for me.

Pride.

It can literally kill you.

- I guess sometimes
that's all we have left, right?

- [laughs]

Someone's happy.

- Ignacio is going to make it.

- Yes!
- We did that.

- Man,
you really stepped up today.

You impressed me out there.

- Hold up.
Is--is that a compliment?

'Cause as I remember it,
you were like,

"Don't you even think about
putting in that chest tube."

- Yeah, you know what?
I was proud of you,

and now you're
just being a dick.

Bye-bye.
- [laughs]

- Nothing, Mom.

I just wanted to say thanks
for the check.

No, I-I appreciate it, Mom.

I appreciate everything.

All right, bye.

- Seriously?

I thought
you were pissed off at her.

- Yeah, I was.

I mean, you know, she wasn't--
she's wasn't a great mom,

but she tried her best.
I realize that.

- Okay.

- Anyway,
I've got all this money,

so where do you want to eat?

I hear there's
this great place uptown

with a lobster mac to die for.
- All right.

- Rough day?

- You could say that.

- Yeah.

- Wait.
I thought you had a win today?

- Only thing I did right today
was double-time

some heavy stuff
across the city.

Same thing any grunt
could do in basic.

- Jeff...

whatever you did it,
it saved a life.

That's something.

[elevator dings]

[knock at door]

- Come in.

- Hey, I just thought
you might like to know

that Dr. Halstead's
bypass patient, he's doing well.

- Oh, good.

So now you can
finish your marathon shift.

[chuckles]

Go home, Dr. Rhodes.
Put your feet up.

- Oh, actually I had something
a little different in mind.

[laughs softly]

What about you?

- Just gonna go home.

- Okay.

You know,
this place I'm going, it's--

it's pretty fun.

Maybe you want to join me?

- A few more feet, you can
officially check marathon

off your bucket list.

- "Officially" is
a bit of a stretch.

- Hold that thought.

[poignant music]

- [laughs]

- Doesn't get more
official than this.

*

With a time of ten hours
and six minutes,

Dr. Nina Shore

has just set a new
marathon record.

*

[upbeat Hawaiian music playing]

- There it is.

- Ah.

Now, this is different.

- Dr. Downey loved this place.

He said it was as close as
you could get to the real thing.

- Aloha.
- Oh.

Oh, thank you.

[laughter]

It's real.

- Any friend of Connor's.

- Mrs. Goodwin, this is Keoni.
He owns this place.

- It's a pleasure to meet you.
- Pleasure's all mine,

and it's good to see you,
brah.

- It's good to see you too.

- Enjoy.
- Thank you.

[laughter]

- Do you know what
"aloha" means?

- Isn't that what they say
when you get off the plane?

I thought it meant "welcome."

- [laughs]

- No?
- Not exactly.

- Okay.

- "Aloha" actually means

"to consciously manifest life
joyously in the present."

- Hmm.

Well, in that case...

aloha.

- Aloha.

*

Oh, there it is.
- Excellent.

- Yeah, right?
- [laughs]

*

.

[dramatic music]

*

[wolf howls]