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But do bring her. I'll pop out, even if for a moment.

Gotta go, patient incoming.

- Are they discharging Milenka? - Yes.

- No neurological symptoms? - No.

Any other questions?

Kasia, I know she's my daughter.

I did the test. I will acknowledge paternity.

Don't. You want to blow up her life, and mine?

"Blow up"? Why didn't you tell me?

- You went to prison. - So I'm unfit to be a father?

Several hour long pressure on the left forearm.

She took sleeping pills, crushed her hand in her sleep.

I couldn't feel anything. Woke up, my hand's blue,

and I'm peeing red.

We gave her 0,5 l of saline and electrolytes.

- What are you doing? - Oh gosh.

Where does it hurt?

- I'll deal with this. - Ok, I'll go to her.

Here?

Ok, turn him over.

ER

Don't call, don't write, don't come! What's so hard to understand?!

Hand compressed overnight,

and some Russians tossed a man out onto our driveway.

War?

They just kicked him out! Barbarians!

Ola with me, Wojtek with Kasia.

Boss, we need help transferring her.

Alright.

Don't look at me like that.

I even lost weight recently.

Very subtly.

You need to help us.

Slowly, slowly...

Watch the hand!

Raise your head, please.

I don't speak Russian, but he has pain around his hip and thigh.

He fell from a scaffolding.

I doubt it's his foreman dumped him here.

- Did you get that? - Yes.

All yours, Ola! Get some scans.

Irena, could we talk?

- Thank you. - Boss, but I don't know Russian.

- Should have learned it. - But I'm staying in the EU.

Why did you take it off?

Wasn't it just for drawing blood?

- There's not even a cut. - Crush syndrome, Wojtek.

Rhabdomyolysis. Ever heard of it?

Less talking, more cathetering.

Let's check her myoglobin, aminotransferase,

creatinine, and electrolyte levels.

And push liquids. Maybe we can save her kidneys.

I don't get it. What happened?

Wojtek, you're just...

Kasia?

The tourniquet wasn't preventing bleeding,

but the spread of myoglobin from disintegrating muscles.

Refresher: myoglobin damages kidneys, yes?

Go do triage!

Maybe you won't screw anything up there.

We'll just draw some blood.

Easy, let's sit down.

Just a moment, I need some space.

Here you are. Take care of this pregnant lady.

You're pregnant...

Midway through the second trimester.

Wojciech Baryłko.

We don't have a gynecologist here, but I can transfer you to OBGYN?

The baby's fine.

Then what's the problem?

I'd rather talk to a woman.

I understand, but they're all busy.

But I have to.

Ok.

I'll figure something out. Follow me.

- And you're the husband? - Yes.

After you.

On the right.

Sneaky. Got pregnant, so she gets to skip the line.

Basia, could you help?

Are you okay?

Never better. How may I help?

The patient would rather talk to a woman.

And so I go.

- Hello. - Hello.

Nurse Barbara Zabłocka. How may I help you?

Something got stuck...

in my bum.

What specifically?

A vibrator.

But it's not what you think.

I don't...

Please lie on your side and hike up your skirt.

Don't worry, we get this a lot.

I'm going to touch you now, is that okay?

Relax.

Touching now...

We were afraid regular sex would harm the baby.

In healthy pregnancies, there's no danger of that.

Don't worry, we'll take care of it.

Best not to...

Occupied!

This is the ER, not a bathroom. What do we have here?

Foreign body in the rectum.

Foreign body in the rectum.

- Andrzej... - I guess it is a bathroom. Since when?

Around six hours.

We tried to get it out ourselves.

My wife took laxatives,

I boiled some potatoes, but no dice.

Wojtek – speculum, Magill forceps,

and try to pull the vibrator out of the lady's bum.

- Not so loud, please! - Just be gentle.

Oh well.

Report.

We have a beautiful femoral neck fracture.

Wanna see?

Typical of falling from heights.

Piotrek, put on a stabilizer. You like that stuff.

- Then get him to ortho. - Yes, sir.

Blood results. Creatine kinase through the roof, over 10k.

Blood in the urine means kidney damage.

No miracles here.

I'm giving her saline, furosemide, and sodium bicarbonate.

Let's run an ABG, too.

How are you feeling?

My hand really hurts.

I'll put you on morphine.

It might be compartment syndrome.

Let's do an ultrasound, and call a surgeon.

She'll need a fasciotomy.

Damn it, I lost my necklace.

Just be careful.

Relax, I won't hurt your wife.

I meant that...

There's...

a diamond in the casing. A real one.

An anniversary present.

- It wasn't cheap. - Worry about me and the baby!

Not some toy!

I can't see it.

It's lodged way up there.

I don't know if I can reach it.

Okay then, manual attempt failed.

I'll call a gastrologist.

- Wojuś, get changed. - I'm sorry.

It's alright.

Don't worry.

Damn. What happened?

Don’t ask.

ER. I need a gastrologist.

The fasciotomy should help

relieve fascia pressure and facilitate blood flow.

How's the pressure? Is your leg going numb?

He can't feel his legs.

How about now?

Told you, it's too tight.

It's not the tourniquet, he can't feel anything below his knee.

He still could on our way back from radiology.

Show me his spinal x-ray.

Spinal? His thigh was hurt.

Falling from a great height can cause your vertebrae to crack.

You could have said that instead of rushing out for a smoke.

Please immobilize the patient

in a vacmat and do a CT scan.

Kasia, take your patient to dialysis.

Has anyone seen my necklace?

Basia!

Basia!

What's going on? Where does it hurt?

- I don't know. - Is it your head?

My stomach. I don't know.

Abdominal guarding.

What is it this time?

Alright. Do you want to get up?

- Can you? - I can.

Slowly. Slowly...

Slowly.

Bed.

Come on.

Alright. Get an ultrasound here, quick.

Zuza, draw her blood. Ola, vitals.

- Yes, sir. - Basia? What is it?

The gastrologist is waiting. He'll be here soon.

- I managed to catch him. - Is the vibrator out?

- Not yet. - Then?

Get her to the treatment room.

And tell Bartek to help Hajduk.

Thank you.

Liquid in the peritoneum. Blood?

- But how? - Tachycardia.

Saturation at 75.

Get a line in.

Blood, crystalloids, gel.

Then we're off to do a CT scan.

What did you bang yourself on this time?

Basia?

Here we are.

- Let me help you. - Thanks.

Please lie on your side

and hike up your blouse.

You can go now.

Can I see the diamond?

Just shut up.

Bowels filled with gas and some mass.

Potatoes.

Pressure on the cervix.

Is that the vibrator?

Good battery.

Is that the baby's heart?

Seems too fast, right?

It's too tight in there.

We need to call an OBGYN.

- Another man? - This is about your baby.

How are you doing?

What's that?

- Blood? - Blood? Whose blood?

Maybe it's the diamond. It wasn't sharp though.

- Intestinal lining damage. - The gastrologist will be here shortly.

A tachycardiac fetus and bleeding from the sigmoid? Not good.

We can't wait. Pull it out.

We already tried once. No go.

Use an endoscope.

Yes.

It's going to be fine.

Let's see...

We're not worried.

You always say that when you're worried.

That you'll leave me all alone with a bunch of kids.

Here's the deal:

you pull through, and I'll quit smoking.

Peristalsis okay.

So is the vibrator.

My first time using an endoscope.

- Congratulations. - And where's the diamond?

Probably in here somewhere...

Hey. We need to stem sigmoid bleeding.

What about the fetus?

Its pulse is back to normal.

Good job.

I'm taking you to the endoscopy lab.

- Does this stay here? - Yes, yes.

One moment.

Careful.

Should I go, too? Because the diamond...

If you find it, shove it up yours.

It might increase your value.

What's up?

Thoracic compression fracture.

We've done an additional x-ray.

- Should have gone to trauma scan. - That's where we're going.

But there's clearly pressure on the spinal cord.

Hey, don't move.

Wanna be a vegetable?

How are you feeling, Basia?

Better than I look.

Minor rupture of the spleen.

We're waiting for an embolization, they're all backed up.

Basia can't wait with internal bleeding.

Tell that to radiology. They've just started a procedure.

We have a C-Arm here.

We have a plan. We wait.

I'll go back to my patient then.

Can I leave you?

You already have.

Andrzej, please...

Radiology went through three doctors in a year.

You I trust. Just do it.

I know what I'm doing. We'll wait.

- You're stable. - Stubborn ass.

Pot, kettle.

- How much longer, Lucyna? - Actually, everything's good. Done.

Like I said, your results look good, so relax.

Just wait for your wife in the waiting room.

- Basia, what are you doing? - Shh.

Show him the screen now.

What are you saying? An hour?!

- Our patient can't wait. - She's deteriorating!

One sec.

We'll embolize here.

Send a radiologist. Any will do.

Okay.

Slowly.

Ola?

What are you doing here?

I don't know, I'm short of breath.

I feel faint.

From what I recall, stamina wasn't your issue.

Since you stopped picking up the phone,

my vitals have dipped.

I'm so lucky I got you.

No way. You'll wait like the rest.

Ok.

I'm waiting.

Oh come on. Call someone!

Kuba?

- Excuse me. - Don't get up. Lie still.

- What's up? - Get some gauze.

Show me.

Look at me.

Follow my finger.

Take over triage, ok?

We're off to the CT lab.

Hold this.

Thank you.

Are you comfortable?

Blunt abdominal trauma

after falling from a stool. The stool was 3 meters high.

Stop it, Andrzej!

You can go, kids.

The C-Arm is ready.

Thanks, boss.

I'm going in.

We're in the femoral artery.

Heading for the spleen.

Careful now, don't damage the vessel.

There it is.

Performing the embolization.

- Closing the blood vessel. - Wonderful. We got it.

Thank you.

BP normal.

That's all for me.

Stay healthy, and get smaller stools.

- Thank you. - Thank you very much.

Irenka, register our Soviet friend as a John Doe,

he's undocumented.

I'll stay with Basia until they move her to the ward.

No need. I'm fine.

Because I had...

your amulet.

Go.

Kasia will stay with me.

Go.

Irenka, can you prepare a tourniquet?

I've never seen him wear it.

He only wears it on an off day, or if he needs good luck.

But today, I needed it instead.

Tourniquet.

Let's take this off...

How's Basia?

Good, we did the embolization.

Why are you bringing him back here?

Kaśka said it was a thoracic compression fracture.

He needs surgery.

We're waiting for a neurosurgeon.

Unless the spinal cord is decompressed,

nerve tissue necrosis will set in, and he'll be crippled for life.

- He's deteriorating. - Take him to Red.

Call Rafcio.

Into the red box.

Find Rafcio and drag him in here.

Put him on oxygen and monitor his vitals.

Yes?

Faintness. TC fine, EKG fine,

waiting on blood results.

Let's do a lung ultrasound,

to check for liquid.

- Get undressed. - Star pupils.

Your shirt!

You thought I'd forget what happened?

You to triage, you do the ultrasound.

Enjoy your ciggie.

Lie still!

I missed this. For sure.

Did you just make up this shortness of breath?

The mere thought of you takes my breath away.

I get weak in the knees.

Why have you come here?

Marry me.

Are you crazy?

I don't get involved with lunatics.

I love you!

You're wasting your time.

So there are still romantics in this world.

Can you discharge him?

Just look at this...

Ola!

Doctor, he...

Moron.

An utter moron.

Is everything alright?

Are you okay?

Doctor, I think he's choking.

- He swallowed a ring. - Lean forward.

- Do you need help? - Yeah.

He swallowed a ring, doctor.

At least it's not a vibrator. Clamps.

- We need to get it out. - This is why I dumped you.

- Saturation at 90, pulse at 140. - Not good.

Where's Rafcio?!

I'll give him Fentanyl.

Damn, I can't reach it.

Give me a laryngoscope.

- Can you do it? - Yes.

- Laryngoscope! - Coming!

Asystole.

Grab a chest compressor.

No, come on.

Where's Rafcio!? I'll intubate him myself.

- Jesus! - I'm here!

- Why are you always eating? - You die without food.

- Okay, Irena, please. - Don't look.

Here's the ring.

Tube.

Going in.

Ventricular fibrillation.

Charging. Clear.

Wait, I'm almost done.

Rafcio...

Ok, go.

Discharge.

Report.

He's back.

I like to experiment in the kitchen, but a ring?

I didn't want it.

Too bad. It's kind of pretentious, but looks expensive.

Hook him up to a respirator.

Stabilize him and move him to a ward.

Saturation at 60 and dropping.

- Another one? - We have to intubate.

Slow down.

A vacmat?

A lot can happen between your soup and second course.

How do I intubate him? He needs to be out.

Damaged 7th thoracic vertebra. I wouldn't risk it.

- So a balancing act. - He's about to flatline.

Sorry, can't do it.

We'll do a needle cricothyroidotomy.

What are you doing here? Have you lost something?

I can't find this little diamond...

I'm sorry, but please get out.

A tiny one, ring-size.

Get the hell out!

My wife lost it.

What did she lose?

A ring?

With a stone?

- Like this one? - Yes, thank you!

I'll make it up to you. Where was it?

Up her ass, I think. Never mind.

I've heard about blood diamonds, but this is something else.

Here you go.

Come on, Rafcio, or he'll suffocate.

I feel his cricothyroid ligament.

Don't puncture the back of his trachea.

Rafcio knows what he's doing.

Be careful.

- Just let him work. - What's your problem?

Do you always have to butt in?

No, I don't.

So you can work together, if need be.

All good, Rafcio?

- Yeah. - That's the spirit.

Tube.

He should be able to breathe soon.

But it's temporary. Let's get him to surgery.

- I'll take over. - Thanks.

Piotrek?

Milenka can't find out.

About what? That I'm her father?

You weren't there. Krystian was.

But I came back, as promised.

You needn't have.

You two at it again? So my praise was premature?

Boss...

We need to call the police.

Right. That Chechen did not look like a foreman.

I'm talking about Basia.

How long will we keep acting like everything's fine?

That depends on Basia. We're not doing anything against her will.

Maybe we should?

You're here?

I'll be right down.

- There's mom. - Hey, baby.

Hey, my beautiful.

How are you? How are you feeling?

He'll live.

Who?

My dumbass ex.

Know what? Mind your own business.

7 YEARS AGO

Sit down, son.

She has a new life now and you should start fresh, too.

I think that would be best for you.

You were never good enough for them.