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- What are you doing? - What’s up, Basia?

- No, no! - I really need coffee.

- It’s mine! - We ran out.

- No! - Can’t you make a new one?

What do you mean? Everyone knows that’s my mug.

I didn’t know.

Stop! Piotrek, catch him!

- Sorry! - A stroke here!

Not now!

Is he gone?

No. I hid him round the corner. He’ll come out shortly.

Strange kid, a masochist, wanted stitches without anesthesia.

Self-harm?

You really didn’t catch him?

Let me remind you he was your patient.

Perhaps you can’t keep up anymore. Unlike Jaca.

Though to confirm this, I’d have to conduct comparative studies.

Ola, let go.

- You’d prefer that? - Excuse me?

Seriously?

- Yes? - Is this the emergency room?

It is.

Careful, careful.

ER

Suspected hemorrhage from the upper digestive tract.

Parameters, lines in both hands and gasometry.

And get me two units of type zero!

Basia, get Rafcio and a gastroenterologist from the ward for me.

We need Rafcio in the ER. And I’ll be needing you two.

They’re bringing in a candy plus there’s sharp stomach pain waiting.

I’ll take the candy.

What? I finally managed to choose a patient first.

Have it your way.

- When is he coming? - What is he doing?

Now!

The moment he’s done. Thanks.

BP 70 over 50!

Don’t worry.

Pulse at 130, saturation at 81 and dropping.

Hemoglobin is 6.

Hypoxia, tachycardia, we need an EKG.

Kasia, hurry up. We have to fill in the vascular bed.

Ola, oxygen mask with a reservoir bag.

- Piotr, can you give me the mask? - Yes, yes.

- Kasia, is the second line in? - Almost.

Crystalloids, multi-electrolytes.

Basia! What’s with the gastroenterologist?

He’s just finishing an endoscopy in the ward.

We could try a Sengstaken tube.

Okay, but let’s hurry up before she goes into shock.

Looking for it. I’m so sorry, I forgot where I left it.

Basia, calm down.

- I’m here. What did I miss? - The patient could have died.

So hurry up, please.

You’ll get something for the pain, let me just examine you.

You can’t go in there!

I have stuff for a patient. I told your friend.

Babe, I’ve got stuff for Motyl.

Is Ola in?

- Through there, right? - You can’t go in!

I can cause I can. Shit, it stinks in here!

Confused, GCS at 12. Slight hypothermia, sleeping in a basement.

He wouldn’t wake up but it’s better with glucose.

- But I’m waiting for a candy. - And there you have him.

Whoa! Wrapped like a candy!

- Trick or treat, dude! - Okay, move it, boss.

Babe? I’m off to see Motyl, tell Ola I’ll be back later, all right?

Thanks a million!

BP 60 over 40, pulse at 140, saturation at 79.

She’s losing more blood than we’re giving her.

The tube is fully pumped now.

Bleeding’s stopping.

BP 80 over 50, going up.

No need to celebrate yet. She needs embolization.

Once she’s stabilized, we can move her to interventional radiology.

Making the call now!

Going back to the front room.

Me too.

Katarzyna Zawadzka from ER, we have a patient for you.

Massive hemorrhage from the upper digestive tract.

We managed to stabilize her.

Patient, 18, conscious, fainted during soccer practice.

Did you hit your head?

Just felt dizzy, it’s fine now.

- Symmetric pupils, reactive. - We only gave him glucose.

He seems fine, but let’s run the ECG again.

- Can we move him then? - Yes, go on.

Could someone give me a hand?

Coming!

- Zuza? - Yes?

- Can you take him over? - Sure.

Thanks.

Please, let me in.

My wife’s pregnant. I need to speak to her.

No Klara Olszewska in the system.

She’s here, on my tracker. Slim, pretty, blond.

I think I know what this is about.

Piotr Hajduk, I’m a doctor here. Please come with me.

How’s the baby?

We’ll talk here, okay?

What baby are you talking about?

My wife’s pregnant.

Your wife’s not pregnant.

How come? Did something happen to the baby?

I think you two need to talk.

Hey, hey, stop it!

Wojtuś?

His clothes are stiff with dirt. Do we cut them?

I have nothing else to wear!

I need to examine you.

We’ll work something out later.

Yeah. Promises, promises.

Hey, hey! Want to cut yourself?

Calm down.

There we go.

May I?

If you have to.

Breathe in.

Breathe out.

And again.

Lungs are clear.

All right, BP 140 over 95.

Hey, play nicely!

Are you in any pain?

Only from life.

Did you eat or drink anything today?

Sir?

Temperature and saturation are fine. I’ll check his sugar now.

He could just be dehydrated, but we need to run an EKG.

Doctor? Don’t think the electrodes will stick to his “tan”.

Shower then?

About this pregnancy, I thought she cheated on me

and came here to get rid of it.

This is ER, sir. We’re saving lives, not performing gynecological procedures.

Your wife was bleeding from her stomach but she’s fine now.

I need to know if Klara has any medical conditions, takes any drugs.

Just the normal stuff. There were some boxes in the trash.

What boxes? A lot of them?

Yes, actually.

She was in Turkey a month ago, theoretically with a friend,

but she wouldn’t let me touch her since then.

Focus, man! What drugs?

Ibuprofen? Something stronger?

Paracetamol?

A lot of them. Don’t think they were helping.

- Klara? Klara! - He’s her husband.

Your wife’s stable. We’re prepping her for radiology.

She’s been taking loads of NSAIDs in the last month.

They damaged the stomach wall.

A fistula formed and unfortunately reached the artery.

- Please let them work. - Asystole!

Intubate her!

- Block it, Rafcio. - Please, she’s in good hands.

The best of hands.

Please wait here, sit down.

Tube’s in. Hooking in the respirator.

Keep the adrenaline ready.

Rhythm evaluation.

Sinus rhythm.

I’m getting a pulse, she’s back.

- Let’s roll her on her side. - On my three.

One, two, three.

Scissors, please.

It’s wet. Let’s see.

- Shit, poor girl. - Is this postoperative?

Fresh and infected.

From a gluteal lift.

- Okay... Temperature? - Almost 40.

Hence the cardiac arrest. It’s sepsis.

Ventricular fibrillation. Defibrillatory rhythm.

Roll her back on my three. One, two, three!

Okay, let’s start lightly.

Basia, two hundred.

Charged.

All right. Stand clear!

Shock!

Giving her adrenaline now.

Fibrillation continues.

Pity. She’s cute.

Nobody dies on my watch, girl. Three hundred.

I’ll talk to the husband, boss. Ask him about the clinic.

Right.

Charged.

Stand clear. Shock!

Excuse me!

I really need to ask about the butt lift.

What butt lift?

You don’t know your wife had plastic surgery?

- I didn’t see anything. - You said she was in Turkey?

Turkey? Right, now we’re talking.

If only I had noticed earlier... But I couldn’t.

Don’t blame yourself.

She was all about these live feeds, podcasts.

I didn’t fit her influencer image.

That’s why I thought she was having an affair, maybe getting pregnant.

I see. Thank you, I know enough.

She’s definitely not pregnant. It’s a postoperative infection.

It hurt, she took painkillers and damaged her stomach.

But don’t worry, she’ll be fine.

Just sit down here.

And wait. I’ll let you know as soon as I know something.

And please, don’t blame yourself.

Things aren’t always as they seem.

Irena! Some hydroxyzine, please.

If this is a month-old infection, it’s no use contacting the clinic.

Plus my Turkish is rusty. Analysis?

Fibrillation continues.

Adrenaline and maybe 300 mg of amiodarone?

We only give amiodarone after the third shock.

And set it to two hundred or we’ll fry her.

- Charging. - Adrenaline is in.

- Stand clear. - Shock.

Analysis.

She’s back. Sinus rhythm.

Brave girl.

Give her a wide spectrum antibiotic and get her to radiology.

And would someone get the embolization done, please?

- Klara? - Sit down, please.

Klara!

Klara, I love you.

She can’t hear you. We have to go.

Calm down and look at me.

Breathe in, breathe out.

Breathe in...

Are you done? This is boring.

I like boring.

But it’s unrequited.

No fluid in the pericardium.

So do we discharge him?

Great, cause I need to get back to practice.

- Maksio! - Yo!

- Hello. - Yo. I’m fine, mom.

Right? So what’s it gonna be?

The nurse said you’d be fine.

We hope so.

I’m worried about these elevated ST segments in V2 and V3.

As though slightly convex?

- It’s normal for him. - Yes.

That’s what the doctor said in the last hospital.

Exactly! It was the same last year.

You said nothing though.

I didn’t eat breakfast then, either.

Do you remember? Last year, when they admitted him,

they did echocardiography, EKG,

CTA and a Holter monitor.

But his results were fine

so the doctor told us not to worry about these segments.

Can I go now?

I don’t want to worry you, but...

I doubt it’s normal and I need to consult someone.

- Bear with me. - Mom, please tell them!

Okay, I’ll go.

It’s taking so long. And the guys are waiting on the field.

- I’ll be back when you’re done. - Stop it. You’re staying.

Then I’ll go. I have things to do.

Washing the patient belongs with mid-level staff.

Doctor? And what happens when a patient faints

or chokes on his own vomit?

I pour, you scrub.

No way. I pour, you scrub.

I can wash myself.

I doubt you washed in the 21st century.

Only three years ago I was a human, just like you.

Please excuse my colleague.

You’re still a human, only a little dirty.

- Do I pour? - Yes.

You don’t think about showers when they repossess your flat.

My mom had an accident.

I took out a short-term loan for her rehabilitation.

But I lost my job and it all went downhill.

Unpaid loan, took out a second one,

then the bailiff went in.

And here I am.

And your mom?

I get you, sir.

I had a moment like this, too.

It was touch and go,

but I guess I got lucky?

And I’m paying off my loan.

It’s coming off nicely.

How are his troponins and D-Dimers?

- Normal. - Excuse me?

Doctor?

Are you sure his heart is fine?

Why are we still here? His results came back fine, didn’t they?

We still need to consult a cardiologist.

And the ST segments?

Within normal levels, so his heart is fine.

- If they said the same last year... - Then what?

It’s the second time you end up in hospital, so...

These segments worry me. Maybe we should run a provocative test?

If you insist. But there’s a line here.

What line? It only takes 20 minutes.

Okay, okay. Let’s put it this way.

It’s getting late. We have practice in an hour.

And we need to go. Can we get going now? Or what?

I’ll try to squeeze him in next week.

- He should report to the clinic. - Great. Thanks.

Just remember

we need to wait for tests for another hour.

- Come on! - What do you mean, an hour?

We have no time. We need to go to practice.

How’s the influencer?

Still alive if that’s what you’re asking.

And Andrzej? I want him to see something.

I think he went out for a smoke.

Or maybe you could help me?

I’m slightly worried.

You’re right, it’s strange.

Can you show it to your father?

Are you sure you want to get him involved?

Of course.

We have slight sodium and potassium deficiencies.

Alcohol washed them out.

Blood count is low but normal, EKG’s fine.

So just a hangover.

Don’t trivialize it.

If your electrolytes were lower, you would have died in that basement.

But this time a drip should be enough.

My clothes were certainly worth this diagnosis.

They were unusable anyway.

How am I supposed to leave?

Naked?

- I gather you want one, too? - Yes, please.

You have a very nasty bruise.

I tripped.

You seem to be tripping a lot these days.

SIZE MATTERS

I looked through CCTV footage.

Your husband was here on the day you bashed your head.

You argued.

I’ll just ask. Does he hit you?

Hey, boss!

I came for my discharge card and I have a question.

Do you still have the t-shirt? I saw it.

What t-shirt?

Here’s your coffee.

I could really use it.

You don’t have it.

I do, so what? I don’t know.

- Could I? - Okay.

No more!

Jaca!?

Jeez, you’re a wild one!

- Why are you here? - Saw Motyl, told them to tell you.

We’re busy here. Piotrek, can you help him?

He regained consciousness! But he needs some bed time.

Followed by jail time.

True that. The prosecutor came in while I was visiting.

I decided to split when I saw the suit.

Now split from here. With your bloody nose.

Come here.

Not broken. This will stop the bleeding.

And please, just go.

You’re so important all of sudden?

What is it, big brother? Forgot all about me? You don’t write, you don’t call.

- I’m trying. - ER.

Go to the toilet.

Need me to show you the way?

- Thanks. - I’m going.

He’s here.

- Who’s here? - Zawadzki. For a consultation.

Whose consultation?

- I was about to tell you. - Great.

I asked for a consultation on the soccer player, Maks.

He’s been fainting a lot.

- Hello, young man. - Hello.

- Where’s the patient? - Here.

Excuse me.

- I can’t hear anything suspicious. - Of course.

Despite this, based only on small abnormalities in the EKG,

my daughter has managed to diagnose serious arrhythmia.

Actually, it was Piotrek.

Okay, but what are you doing here?

I like interesting cases.

And he should be in my clinic.

Thank you for coming, sir, but Maks doesn’t need to go anywhere.

It’s genetic Brugada syndrome.

It causes sudden abnormal heart rhythms.

May I ask why this sudden revelation?

I contacted the EMTs from the ambulance that brought Maks in.

Asked for ECG printouts. Here’s the first one.

Ventricular tachycardia. Good job!

This could result in ventricular fibrillation.

- Then he’d need CPR. - Exactly.

They freaked out, too. So they repeated the EKG. Here it is.

Normal, except for these segments.

Yes. At first they thought they plugged the cardiomonitor incorrectly.

Put him in cardiology, run the tests and an EP study.

If this is confirmed, we put in a cardioverter and that’s it.

Right.

Young man?

Next time, please examine the patient more thoroughly

before you decide to waste my precious time.

Good day to all!

It’s a simple procedure. To prevent more attacks.

If not treated, such abnormal heart rhythms could mean sudden death.

But I’ll be able to play?

What do you mean?

- I have to play! - Listen, I know...

You know shit. I signed a contract. Do you get it?

- I do. I used to play myself. - But I will never play again.

Listen.

I know how it sounds, but things just happen in life, okay?

For example... There you go.

And this is how I lost my chance to play professional soccer.

Maks?

I know you’re finding it hard to understand, but...

there really is life after soccer.

You have a rare, serious heart condition and you need to watch out.

You’re lucky we caught it.

You could have died.

A friend of mine fainted on the field

and died on his way to the hospital. Cause he had Brugada syndrome.

You’ll be fine, dude.

So? This would make a great article, professor.

Yes.

But the bloody soccer player spoiled everything.

Spoiled my article.

You could write it together.

Just the discharge card and you’re ready to go.

Hey. Wow, what a transformation!

Where are my clothes?

What is this? They are for Motyl.

Are you nuts? I paid a fortune for those. Take them off!

- What? Jesus! - Now!

I thought someone just left them behind.

Left them behind? Give him your clothes then.

The clothes are a gift from my brother. Good luck!

For saving your life.

Wait, what?

- You’re still here? - Don’t listen to him.

- He’ll be going to jail soon. - Just a moment!

Ola! You sang a different tune last time.

Changed my mind.

Your discharge card and the address of a charity.

Hotline and my personal number.

Call if you need me.

I haven’t felt like a human for a long time.

Good luck.

Wojtuś?

Did you give your shoes to this man?

We happen to wear the same size.

Wow, impressive.

Hey.

Hi. What are you doing here?

Came to see you ex’s friend.

Right.

I need to discharge a patient. All right?

Nineteen-year-old, self-harm.

Our runaway from this morning.

He made it even worse. We compressed the wound.

Agitated, got midazolam, 500 mills of crystalloids and oxygen.

A line is in.

Excellent. Shall we?

- Oxygen. And hop! - On three.

One, two, three!

- Scissors? - Right.

Thanks.

Topical lidocaine and we’ll stitch him up.

Wash your hands since you’re here. You can assist me.

Talked to your friend.

- Patient. - Patient and friend from your gang.

If this is about my sentence, it’s been long expunged.

I was only saving his life.

One mistake, dude, and I’m putting you behind bars.

Okay.

Very interesting. Anything else?

No, that’s it.

- I just want you to remember. - Sure.

Krystian, you can’t be here.

I know, but I was about to help.

But you’re here, babe. You’ll be more useful. I’m off then.

- Goodbye. - Bye!

I played nicely.

But...

is this about Motyl? He got you in trouble?

Would it make you happy or sad?

Piotrek, be serious!

I’ve been warned.

But... in what sense?

He’s worried about you.

What do you mean? He’s worried you’ll hurt me?

That you’ll leave him for me.

Will you?

Come on, let’s stitch you up.

11 YEARS AGO

Or maybe...

we could fly to the States?

Travel Route 66.

See the Great Canyon, right?

Or the islands!

The ones with the giant heads!

What’s so funny? The giant heads?

Or we could go to Australia and throw boomerangs at them.

At kangaroos, not Australians.

I love you.

Wait...

did you say something?

Am I hearing things?

I love you.

I love you, too, Kasia.

I wanna grow old with you.

Okay!