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[Conrad] Previously on The Resident…

[reporter] Businessman and first-time candidate

is the governor of Georgia.

Want to go get a drink?

I think I'd better try and figure out

how Chastain is going to survive without a third of its budget.

[Cade] Maybe it's nothing, but the other day, I saw him take a pill.

If he is using while he's working, then that's a problem, to put it lightly.

[Leela] You just went through a major surgery.

It's like all these things that can go wrong

and destroy you,

and there's nothing you can do about any of it.

I got you my best robe.

It opens in the front, makes nursing easier.

-Thank you. -And you forgot your slippers.

You'll be up and walking in no time.

Are you ready? You don't look ready.

It's still so early. Is it time?

Yes, we have to be there at 6:00 a.m.

The C-section is scheduled for 9:00, and they need to get you ready.

[sighs] What are you typing?

-Last will and testament? -[Padma sighs]

You're making out a will?

I realized I don't have one. Everyone needs a will.

There's this website, you can do it online.

I think it's official.

Padma, look at me.

[laptop snaps shut]

-You are not going to die. -You can't promise me that.

I rushed.

I rushed to get pregnant. I rushed to find a donor.

I made this huge life-changing decision

without realizing something so fundamental.

Terrible things can happen at any moment.

[Devon] Hey.

You ready to go?

Apparently not. Holler when you're ready.

Look,

you're about to meet your two babies.

This is the first page of the first chapter

of the book of the rest of their lives.

-Aren't you excited? -Yes.

But not all books have happy endings.

If I die today…

It's a C-section. You are not going to die.

I have to know one thing.

If something unexpected and awful happens today,

will you make sure they are taken care of?

I will always make sure they are well taken care of,

but that won't be necessary.

You're their mommy,

and you will be there to look out for them.

[Conrad] I know it looked bad,

but he could've lost his entire leg or worse if we hadn't amputated on site.

BP's steady,

and his respiratory rate seems normal.

[Conrad] Bleeding minimal.

Tourniquet's holding.

You'll take him to the best docs, right?

He's a union brother. He's got gold-plated health insurance.

We're going Yates University Hospital. It's the nearest ER.

-You two need a ride? -Uh, we're good, thanks.

All right.

Another Go Team job well done.

[siren wails]

5:30 a.m. [sighs]

I'm starving.

Do you know any place that serves good pancakes at this hour?

Chez Conrad Hawkins whips up a mean buttermilk blueberry batter.

Mm, that sounds intriguing. How's the coffee?

[gunfire in distance]

Gunshots.

[tense music plays]

-[man] Let's get out of here! -[tires squealing]

[groaning]

Hey, buddy, what happened?

Where'd you get shot?

Easy, easy, easy.

-Can you tell me your name? -[groaning]

Single gunshot wound to the abdomen.

Pulse is thready and falling.

Bullet to the midsection. Could've taken out anything.

Ambulance won't make it. He's hemorrhaging.

Scoop and run. Only way he lives.

I'll grab my car. We'll treat him on the way.

-Okay, my friend, here we go. -[grunts]

[Conrad] He's decompensating.

I'll call Yates.

Yates Emergency Department. Triage. This is Nurse Collins.

We have an incoming male, mid-30s, single GSW to the abdomen.

Prep a trauma bay and some blood.

Hold, please.

You got to be kidding me.

-You still there? -[Conrad] Yes.

The ED is full up. We're diverting patients.

We just sent an amputation there ten minutes ago.

Yates is the closest ED.

Like I said, we're diverting. Take him to Chastain.

He's bleeding out.

[line disconnects]

Tell me they did not just hang up on us.

Unbelievable.

They just assume a gunshot victim is poor and uninsured.

Which means it would cost them a mint to save him.

They know the deal.

One bullet can require 100 health care workers

to fix the damage it causes.

[Cade] Then we get him to Chastain.

[opening theme music playing]

8:00 a.m., omphalocele in OR Four, 9:30, partial nephrectomy in OR Two and--

All righty. I like those kicks, by the way.

Comfortable, as well as stylish.

And, uh, one more thing, you need to get drug tested.

First I've heard of that.

The order came in last night.

All nurses, all doctors on shift, mandatory drug testing.

Testing center's on the third floor. Everybody's got to pee in a cup.

See you in OR Four.

[tense music plays]

[elevator bell dings]

[exhales] It's almost over.

Almost over.

Your C-section is scheduled in two hours from now.

Two very short hours.

And then you'll have two healthy baby boys.

It'll be a miracle.

A C-section is not nothing.

I looked it up, and it's a tough recovery.

After everything you've been through already,

this should be cake.

You'll be fine, Padma.

Dr. Pravesh, Dr. Devi, Dr. Austin, nice to see all of you.

Padma, how are you feeling?

She is a little nervous.

Please, I can speak for myself.

I'm terrified.

Understood.

How about we get you comfortable on the bed?

This bag weighs a ton.

What do you have in here, gold bricks?

Some incense and crystals and a comfy robe and a nice book.

[Gabbi] We're gonna put monitors on, track how your precious ones are doing.

And I'll put some sage and jasmine near your bed.

Oh, and the crystals by the window.

Quartz closest to me. Moonstone by the door.

Dr. Johnson, can you please tell her she's gonna be okay?

[chuckles]

Padma, what specifically has you so worried? Talk to me.

After the in-utero surgery, I don't see this hospital the same way.

I'm gonna be at your side every step of the way, okay?

Okay.

And the good news is, the babies sound great.

[chuckles] Strong hearts, both of them.

We are a go for the C-section in two hours.

[chuckles] Yes.

It's all good.

Low risk of complications.

I'm gonna check on some patients, and I'll be back.

Oh. Okay.

[sighs, whispers] Two hours.

Two hours left.

[exhales]

A doughnut's primary characteristic is the hole.

If you fill the hole with jelly, it can't be called a doughnut.

It's 100% still a doughnut,

and you've been wasting your life not enjoying it.

I walk a higher path, H.

We got a gunshot wound, coming from the scene. We need a stretcher.

Male, 30s, single GSW to the abdomen.

[grunts]

Let's put him in the new trauma bay.

Twenty minutes en route and barely has a carotid.

He's a mess. Any idea what happened?

Found him like this.

He's lucky you did. He doesn't have much more time.

You get access. I'll intubate.

-On it. -Sixteen gauge IV to right AC.

His carotid's thready. How are we doing on blood?

Two units going in through the pressure bags.

[Hundley] This guy have ID?

No wallet. Not responsive at the scene.

-How can I help? -Give our patient a name.

-Last week's anonymous GSW, we were-- -GSW?

Gunshot wound.

We were on D, named him Dandelion, so we're on the letter E this week.

Oh, uh… Maybe Eucalyptus?

Welcome to Chastain, Eucalyptus. I hope you survive your stay.

[monitor beeping rapidly]

BP's low. We need more blood.

Belmont transfuser.

-Maya? -Getting it.

Bilateral lung sliding, no pneumothorax.

Bullet did not take down a lung.

Midline laparotomy scar. Might've been shot before.

Often the case.

Let's roll him on my count.

-Three, two, one, go. -[Conrad grunts]

-Exit wounds? -Nothing fresh.

Old scar from the last GSW. We're good to go on the Belmont.

[keypad beeps]

FAST is grossly positive in the right upper quadrant.

IVC is completely collapsed.

The bullet definitely took out something vascular.

[monitor beeps]

BP's steadying.

We gave him a chance, but he needs an OR now.

I'll bag. Let's move him.

I'll page trauma.

Get Raptor and Leela on board.

The jasmine's a little… [sniffs]

…pungent.

It's not helping anyway, so you can toss it out.

[pager ringing]

Trauma surgery, a GSW.

No, what does that mean?

They need me in OR One. Emergency surgery.

Uh, can't they find someone else?

I'll be back before your C-section starts. Don't worry.

Go. I have a light morning. I'll stay with her.

I need an OR. Anything you got.

Take him to OR One.

Give me your phone. I'll handle scheduling.

This is Dr. Voss. Cancel anything in OR One,

and move nonelective surgeries to Two and Three.

And call the chief of surgery, Dr. Sutton,

about rescheduling anything non-emergent. Keep me posted.

What happened?

I thought you were on an amputation call.

We were.

Finished, and then heard gunshots. Found the GSW around the corner.

We brought him here in the back of Cade's car.

Say his chances are 50-50.

Couldn't you have taken him to Yates Hospital?

Their ED must've been closer.

Oh, we tried. We sent the amputation there,

but when we called with the gunshot ten minutes later,

Yates said they were diverting.

Both know what that means.

Blunt trauma victims, car crashes, workplace injuries,

tend to be middle class, well-insured.

A private hospital like Yates is happy to take them

and make a nice little profit.

Yeah, money talks,

and penetrating trauma victims, shootings, stabbings,

are usually uninsured.

And get sent to public hospitals like Chastain,

and we suck up the cost.

That's why we work here.

But a patient like that can eat up a hospital's resources

and do it fast.

What a mess.

[Leela] His anatomy is a disaster. Nothing is where it should be.

[Austin] Dense adhesions, missing spleen.

This is not this guy's first rodeo.

-You think he's been shot before? -100% certain. Shot, opened and closed.

Maybe even twice.

This dude certainly knows how to find trouble.

[monitor beeping rapidly]

Pressure's dropping fast. He's exsanguinating.

It's hard to get orientation with all this scarring.

You got anything?

[Leela] Damage to the liver, small bowel, and the branch of the renal artery.

How does one bullet cause this much damage?

Small caliber, low velocity. The bullet never exits the body.

It just bounces around, tearing up the organs.

It's incredibly destructive.

You, sandwich the liver with packs.

Squeeze with both hands till it stops bleeding.

Okay, resecting the bowel.

Isolating the renal artery.

Jejunal injury is stapled off.

-That should stop him from bleeding out. -[Austin] Good.

-[Leela] Packs are not soaking through. -Great. Let's finish him up.

But we haven't found the bullet.

This is just damage control.

We need him to be stable to get to CT for a pan-scan.

There we'll find out where the bullet is.

-Anybody know this guy's name? -Eucalyptus.

We're up to E already?

Seems like a few days ago we were on D.

A week ago, to be exact. Dandelion.

Chrysanthemum was the week before that.

Nearly all gunshot wounds.

At this rate, we'll have treated enough unknown patients

to get us to Z by New Year's.

Z… Z…

Zinnia. I love zinnias.

Did Eucalyptus have a phone on him?

Not that we found.

Anything distinctive? Scars? Tattoos?

Uh, he had a tat of a skull on his arm.

[Winston] I'll get a picture.

Um, anything else that might help me identify him?

Fast food receipt in his shirt pocket, but he paid in cash.

[Winston] I'll cross-reference with social media,

reach out to local shelters, track down family members,

if possible, to notify them.

If we learn anything more about him, we'll let you know right away.

[pager beeping]

Hey, Go Team, don't forget to chug some water. Get your bladders nice and full.

Words I never wanted to hear you say to me.

[sighs]

CT scan should come up in ten minutes for Eucalyptus.

I'll go check on him.

Care to elaborate?

Oh, you know, Chastain is performing

mandatory drug testing on all doctors today.

Since when does Chastain drug test their staff?

-Been a minute. -Three years, at least.

Huh.

Um…

How you feeling?

I've been better.

Well, Raptor and Leela will be here soon. They're wrapping up in the OR.

Oh, so just… half an hour to go.

Uh, no, actually, your C-section has been pushed back by an hour.

An hour? Why?

There's a backup in the OR due to a gunshot victim.

But everything looks good here.

You want to leave.

No, I want to stay with you, but I have patients that I have to round.

[sighs]

The Chronicles of Narnia, huh?

It calms me down.

I can't… really focus on anything new right now.

Yeah. Of course.

I'll go check on Leela for you, okay?

Okay.

[sighing] Okay.

Two lines means positive for benzodiazepines.

[tense music plays]

-This is for you, Dr. Sullivan? -Yeah, for my back.

I've used it before, very effective.

Oxaprozin is not a controlled substance,

but this medication can be hard on your stomach,

so don't take too many at once, okay?

For sure. Thanks.

[typing on cell phone keyboard]

Padma's doing good.

Devon said she's reading Chronicles of Narnia.

The kids book?

Whenever Padma and I were stressed, we'd read it aloud to each other.

It was like a tranquilizer.

Ah, for me, it was Anne of Green Gables.

-I must've read that a hundred times. -[Leela chuckles]

-How's Eucalyptus? -[Austin] Well, we're about to find out.

Looks like you repaired everything you could.

No ongoing bleeds. Let's get him to the ICU, keep him stable.

Monitor serial hematocrits, and watch that kidney function.

Once he recovers for 24 hours or so,

we can get that wound vac out and stitch him right back up.

Hold on.

Lower thoracic spine. Look.

Bullet is lodged in the bone next to the cord. Dangerously close.

We have to remove it. If we don't and he moves the wrong way--

He's paralyzed,

which might happen anyway, regardless of what we do.

Add neurosurgeon to the list of doctors keeping Eucalyptus alive.

When you open him back up, page me.

I'll come running.

I think something triggered this drug test.

They suspect someone's using?

That would be my thought.

[Hundley] Well, who do you think it is?

What are we, living in a police state? [chuckles] They'll chip us next.

Kidding. I know you're just doing your job.

And doing it very nicely, by the way.

[Conrad] You wanted to talk? What's up?

Can you close the door?

This hospital-wide drug test.

Did you go to Kit and suggest she do it?

Yes. Yes, I did.

What did you tell her?

I just said there was a possibility

someone in the hospital was taking drugs while on shift.

Did you name my father?

Of course not. I didn't even say it was a doctor.

I talked to you about Ian in confidence.

And I didn't break that confidence.

My conversation with Kit was completely anonymous.

I can't believe you did this.

We can't have a drug-addicted surgeon operating on our patients.

I had an intuition, Conrad. It was a feeling, that's all.

And if he's clean, fine.

If not, that's a violation of the Hippocratic Oath.

"Do no harm."

This does a lot of harm, to me and my family.

-Did you think about that? -[sighs]

If he's using,

it's a dangerous situation for everyone here,

including your dad.

So, yes, I did think about your family.

If it was your father,

would you have dealt with it by going to Dr. Voss?

[sighs]

Okay.

I hear you. I guess I would've talked to him first.

Which is exactly what I was going to do, but you took it out of my hands.

I don't need you to save me or the members of my family.

You should've let me handle it.

If your father was about to operate on a vulnerable child in your care,

would you be comfortable with him doing it high?

And if that child suffered irreparable harm…

how would you live with it?

I have heard you. Now, have you heard me?

[pager beeping]

Eucalyptus is in the ICU. I have to go.

[door opens]

[sighs]

[door closes]

[monitor beeping rapidly]

-Status update? -He's getting harder to ventilate.

Pressure is reading artificially high.

Let's increase the PEEP to 16 and set the driving pressure alarm to 60.

-How's his urine output? -Not good.

He needs more fluids and more blood. Uh, let's prep his neck for another line.

The bullet destroyed his kidney,

so if he wants to survive the next 48 hours,

he'll need dialysis pretty much around the clock.

Page renal, Juliet.

You'll have to give up your other patients today.

-You're on Eucalyptus watch. -Yes, Dr. Sullivan.

You're putting him on a "one nurse to one patient" ratio?

-We're short on nurses to begin with. -He needs real-time monitoring.

And dialysis as well?

[splutters] Do we even have a machine available?

We do, it's our last one.

Look, I will try to manage his care and keep costs low,

but if we don't throw everything at him right now, he dies.

Of course.

Do what you have to do, and thank you.

Hey.

Sorry it took so long.

Devon's been an angel, but I am glad you're back.

How we doing?

Vitals are good. We're having some small contractions.

Maybe I don't need a caesarean.

-I can give birth naturally. -I'm afraid that's not in the cards.

Cervix is still only at one centimeter,

and these contractions aren't coming at regular intervals,

so I'm fairly certain they're Braxton Hicks.

It's a false labor, Padma.

But the good news is, our OR schedule has opened up,

so your C-section is back on the board.

Oh, thank God.

I'm gonna get ready. Someone will bring you down soon.

-[Padma] Okay. -Those twins will be here any minute.

You ready?

-Yeah. -Okay.

[monitor beeping rapidly]

What's going on?

Pressure was soft, but it just tanked. Look at his abdomen.

[sighs] Damn it.

Dialysis isn't working?

He doesn't have enough blood to make it through.

It's pooling in his abdomen.

Let's pause dialysis and return what we can.

Get two more units of blood up now.

I'm having trouble with the ventilation. Got bloody secretions from the ET tube.

He's bleeding around the line. Guy's a mess.

We can get him back. Let's get two of FFP, some platelets, and--

Dr. Sullivan, the wound vac.

Canister's full. The blood's backing up into his abdomen.

His internal bleeding is out of control. He needs the OR.

Page AJ. Tell him we're coming in hot.

Again.

In. Out. In. Out.

You're gonna see your babies soon, focus on that.

My baby boys.

Hold up, guys. I am so sorry,

but the twins are gonna have to stay in there a little longer.

-What? -Why?

We got bumped out of the OR. Another emergency.

Something to do with the GSW again.

[pagers ringing]

Eucalyptus. OR One.

What?

I'm so sorry. I have to go, but I will be back, okay?

-When? -Soon.

Soon?

Go. We can handle this. We'll take care of it.

I'll let you know the second we're back on the schedule.

[whimpers]

Hey, don't worry, I will not leave you again.

What do you mean "delayed"? I've been waiting months for a new hip.

I'm so sorry, Mr. Garret, but unexpected emergencies

can have a ripple effect on scheduled surgeries.

-Will it even be today? -You will get your new hip, I promise.

But we have to give life-threatening cases priority.

No. Cancel it. We need that room five minutes ago.

We're shifting things around.

I'm sorry. We're doing the best that we-- Wait, Dr. Sutton.

I've got to scrub in on the GSW. Bullet's lodged in his spine.

Dr. Miller says his myomectomy needs to go.

Everything that can push is pushing.

We've got no choice.

How'd we get this low on AB negative?

We were low, then the GSW went through 50 units.

Fifty?

Crap.

Call scheduling, see if they can bump the coronary bypass in OR Three.

-Bump a bypass? -That'll free up four units, minimum.

[coordinator] This is Kay in blood bank. I need to bump a bypass.

I'm worried about Padma.

Same here, but she'll be okay.

Flights get delayed, you still make your destination.

Eventually.

After sitting at O'Hare for ten miserable hours,

sometimes they say, "Get a hotel room," but the hotels are booked.

[Austin] Jessica.

All right. Removing the wound vac.

[sighs] Damn, that's a lot of blood.

All right, set up extra suction. Laps to me.

And massive transfusion protocol, now.

[monitors beeping rapidly]

Where's he bleeding from this time?

[Austin] The bullet went everywhere. We have to approach this systematically.

Okay, you lead, I'll follow.

Okay, repack every quadrant,

and then remove them clockwise until we find it.

[Leela] Okay.

You're doing great.

I was really hoping to never have to see this room again.

Honestly, same here.

[gasping]

Devon.

Something's happening. [gasps]

[monitor beeping rapidly]

Oh, it hurts under my belly, a lot.

Dr. Johnson!

Oh, God!

I've got you. It's gonna be okay.

-What's happening? -Fetal heart rates are dropping.

She has lower left abdominal pain.

[crying, groaning]

-She's bleeding from her uterus. -An abruption?

Yes. Placenta's detached from the uterine wall.

She needs an OR, but there's none available.

I'll make one available.

[yells in pain]

Hey, we need an OR right away.

I'm sorry. Every room's booked.

Padma is having an abruption.

If we don't get those babies out, they die, maybe she does, too.

Cancel the appendectomy in OR Two. Prep it for a C-section.

Thank you.

[nurse] Cancel OR Two. Need for C-section.

[crying] Oh, God! It hurts!

We're almost there, okay?

-She's going into shock. -Padma, I'm here. I got you.

Ten blade.

Give me fundal pressure.

[baby crying]

[Gabbi] Baby number one is out.

Reach.

-Baby number two. -[baby crying]

Now, Padma, she's bleeding heavily from the abruption.

Four units of blood to catch up.

We're out of AB negative.

In the entire hospital?

Yes, it was used up from the gunshot wound.

Oh, my God.

Let's try uncrossmatched blood.

Okay, but we need it now.

[intense music plays]

Add TXA, more oxytocin.

I need help. Page trauma now.

I need four units of uncrossmatched right now.

Two units are all we have left.

[monitor alarms chiming]

OB is paging trauma to OR Two. Padma's had an abruption.

-An abruption? -She's bleeding out.

-[sighs] She could die. -Go. I'll finish here and join you.

-What can I do? -Help me keep this son of a bitch alive.

-It's not his fault he got shot. -Are you certain? I'm not.

[monitor alarms blaring]

His pressures are tanking.

[Austin] It's coming from the liver.

We need a hepatectomy to control the bleeding.

Clamps to Dr. Sutton.

[gasps] Padma.

-Two units of uncrossmatched. -[Gabbi] That's it?

It's all they had.

[Leela] Have you found the source?

[Gabbi] Uh, not yet. She had an abruption.

I treated her for atony. Looking for the laceration.

[Chu] She's bleeding uncontrollably. Two units won't last long.

[monitors beeping]

Leela.

You've done this a hundred times.

Here's what we're gonna do.

Get better exposure. Laps, suction.

-Retractors to me. -Ring forceps here.

Tear at the uterine artery, extension of a hysterotomy.

It's in a tough spot. Rotate more superiorly.

-This is as much as I can. -Give me more.

-I can't find the tear. -If this doesn't work--

-It will. -Her pressure's tanking.

-She's on two pressors. -She's gonna code.

More suction. I know where I am. I've isolated the vessel.

[Chu] Adding a third pressor.

-Get the crash cart. -Wait, hang on. Almost there.

[monitors beeping]

I've tied off the bleed. We're good.

[Leela sighs]

[monitor beeping rapidly]

Partial hepatectomy complete.

Bleeding's stopped.

Pressures stabilizing.

All right, 2-0 silk suture to me.

AJ. Go to Padma.

-I'll try to remove the bullet. -Thank you.

I need access to dissect down to the spine.

Okay, retract.

Hey.

-How's Padma? -She's okay.

She's stable. We stopped the bleeding.

Leela did it. She's a boss.

Of course she was.

Babies are in the NICU if you want to see them.

["Angels" playing]

[Leela sighs]

[babies crying]

♪ I've been seeing angels In my living room… ♪

Two healthy boys. Congratulations.

Would you like to hold them?

♪ The angels give me strength And I'm not giving up ♪

♪ So I wipe away my tears ♪

♪ I unveil my pain ♪

♪ They're brushing off my shoulders ♪

♪ And I hold on to their stain ♪

♪ I've been seeing angels ♪

[chuckling]

♪ Angels ♪

[sniffles, sighs]

♪ Angels ♪

♪ Angels ♪

[sighs]

Padma's baby boys are doing well.

Strong hearts, no sign of any adverse effects from the abruption.

Oh, that's welcome news. And Padma?

Last I heard, on her way to ICU. Extubated and stable.

-That what you wanted to see me about? -Oh, no.

You tested positive for benzodiazepines.

That's not possible. [laughs]

Actually, it is possible.

I've been taking oxaprozin for my back pain.

I took two yesterday.

Can make you test positive for benzos. It's happened before.

I should've said something before the test.

My mistake.

-Okay. Makes sense. -All right.

Oh, but, Dr. Sullivan,

I'm sorry, but I can't have you operate with a positive test result.

It's against hospital rules.

You'll have to stop taking the oxaprozin, let it clear your system,

and then get tested again in a week.

-Okay, sure. -Okay.

I'll make sure the test administrator puts you on the schedule.

Should be clear by then, no problem.

She looks good.

I'm gonna try to wake her up.

Padma?

Padma?

It's Dr. Sullivan. How you feeling?

[shuddering] Where are the babies?

They're fine. They're in the NICU.

Crying, just like babies do. Strong and healthy.

[Cade] There was a serious complication.

You'll likely have a long recovery, but you're okay now.

Call me if you need anything.

[shuddering]

Got a sec?

There's something I have to tell you. I don't want you to get upset.

I've tested positive for benzos.

No, it's not what you think.

I've been taking oxaprozin for my back. It causes a false positive.

Didn't you realize the oxaprozin would do that?

I should've. I didn't.

Kit's asked me to stop taking them.

I'll test again in a week. I should be clear by then.

Okay. [chuckles] It's no worries, Dad.

Just wanted you to know.

Any idea when we can transfer him out of the hospital?

A week, maybe longer.

We'll have a hard time placing him in a long-term care facility.

The bullet transected his spinal cord.

Eucalyptus will never walk again.

Poor guy.

We don't even know if he has health insurance.

[scoffs] Health insurance?

We don't even know his name. Winston came up empty.

One bullet caused so much mayhem.

For our patient and for our hospital.

One damn bullet.

We good?

My father tested positive.

He has an excuse.

Said he's been taking pain meds for his back.

Is that possible?

It's possible.

But…

We don't have to talk about it. We don't have to talk about anything.

Come home with me.

I need to be alone.

Do some thinking.

-Tomorrow? -Sure thing.

Whatever you need.

[monitor beeping steadily]

-See you tomorrow. -See you tomorrow.

Good work today.

Got a male, teenager, single GSW to the chest.

No exit wounds. BP crashing, no breath sounds to the right.

-Does he have a name? -Unconscious at scene, no ID.

We're on F.

How about Fuchsia?

Welcome to Chastain, Fuchsia.

All right, let's get you to Trauma Bay Nine.

-Call respiratory. -Set up for a chest tube.

Call blood bank.

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