Chicago Med

He cut me open

and rewired my circuitry.

Dean, we don't medicate patients

to get the answers we want.

At the end of the day, it's my word versus Neil's--

the guy who thinks this whole thing is a game of Tetris!

Enough. Dean, take a walk.

If I told Vanessa the truth-- that I'm her mother...

I don't know, Maggie.

Once you take that step... - I know.

Got my interview for

Med's nurse practitioner program today.

You forced me into a procedure

that I am not supposed to do.

As a nurse practitioner,

I thought you'd welcome the challenge.

How'd your interview go? - Oh, my God.

Who gave an unauthorized patient

our trial drug? - Me.

You realize you have compromised the trial?

Not to mention your career.

I stole meds from Will's trial,

and now my mom is dying in there,

and she needs a new heart.

Hey, Nat. Hey.

We found a donor heart for your mom.

It's on the way. - Really?

Yeah. But it's not perfect.

Come on. I'll explain.

So the donor is a 50-year old woman,

type AB like your mom,

and her thoracic cavity was very similar in size.

Good. - There are issues.

The heart has already been refused

for several recipients by their physicians.

Why? - The organ

has a intracardiac tumor in the left ventricle.

Sarcoma? - No, myxoma.

Benign, okay.

Well, then you can remove the myxoma

before Dr. Latham implants the heart.

That's doable.

Yes, but there's another issue.

The heart was harvested in Los Angeles.

Under normal circumstances, by the time it arrived,

it would be outside the window or viability.

Then why are we even suggesting this?

Because of how it's being transported.

Warm perfusion, an experimental procedure

still in its trial phase.

A machine profuses the donor heart with warm blood.

Ergo the name.

It should prevent tissue damage, keep it functional.

"Should"?

You're already suggesting a dicey heart

that could turn out to be useless.

We'll apprise your mother of all the risks.

But her blood type is rare, Nat.

Even though she's high on the list,

it'd be unlikely to find a heart that matches.

Highly unlikely.

Okay.

Got a 70-year old male, Pavel Zorin,

came in last night,

minor injuries after assaulting his landlord.

Claimed there were rats in his apartment.

Agitated, combative, probably delusional.

"Probably"?

Well, most of the time, he was babbling in Russian,

no one around to translate.

When he came in, he was clutching these.

Psych resident sedated him, put him on a 72-hour hold,

and now, they're just taking him upstairs.

Lease, naturalization papers,

a bunch of old documents in Russian.

Unfortunately my Cyrillic's a little rusty.

Well, I'm sure I could find a translator for you.

I'm actually thinking about Mischa Lankov.

Didn't he retire? - Well, he's in the process of,

but something tells me he'd want to help out

a fellow countryman. Why don't we give him a call?

All right.

On our way home, we pass by that Jamaican place,

pick up some jerk chicken?

Sure.

Today's her last day here.

You're doing the right thing, Mags.

You can't tell her.

I know.

I've got to go to work.

I will see you later.

Okay.

Hi.

Just one second, okay? One second.

Are you ready, Mom?

Oh.

This was my mother's

and I want you to have it.

You're gonna be okay, Mom.

How about this? I will keep it for you.

Okay. - Okay.

Let's go.

I'm right here with you, Mom. - Okay.

Thanks, guys. All right, thank you.

You okay?

Just one second. I love you, Mom.

I love you.

There it is.

Nat, it's gonna work out.

Okay?

Okay.

Dr. Marcel, Mrs. Conte is prepped.

Please start on the myxoma.

Okay.

I'm so sorry for missing yesterday's appointment.

I got caught up with a case.

I really appreciate you seeing me today.

April, you're a very good candidate

for our nurse practitioner program,

and most of your recommendations are excellent.

Most? - Well, there was one.

What was the issue?

An ED doc had some concerns about your judgement.

Look, Ms. Scott, I think I know who that is,

and I just want to say-- - No need to explain, April.

Trauma surgeons can be a prickly bunch.

So it was a trauma surgeon? - Let's put that aside.

I see that we've received all of your transcripts,

so I think I have everything I need.

Apparently the episode was triggered

when he saw a rat in his apartment.

Mr. Zorin, in September of 1980,

was committed to the Leningrad Special Psychiatric Hospital.

"Special"? What's that,

for bigwigs, for party members?

No, it's more likely for a particular type

of mental illness.

It says here he suffered from--

How would I say it,

sluggish schizophrenia?

"Sluggish"? I'm--

I'm not familiar with that-- that particular diagnosis.

Are you? - Not really.

I mean, I've heard the term back then

when I was a psych resident in Moscow, but sorry.

I wish I could have been more help.

Misha, could you just give me a few more minutes?

Help me talk to the patient.

Daniel, I-- - Five minutes tops.

I just-- I might need a translator.

Mr. Zorin, I'm Dr. Charles, and--and this is Dr. Lankov.

How are you feeling?

Mr. Zorin, do you understand me?

Do you speak English?

Mr. Zorin, you're safe here.

You are absolutely safe here.

Mischa?

Five of haldol, five of haldol please.

Got it.

Mischa, you all right?

Hey. Morning.

Morning.

Look, Dean. We need to talk.

Uh-oh. Am I that late?

This is really tough,

but I've got serious concerns about our working together.

Really? Why?

It's a lot of things.

Look, I know we got off to a rocky start,

and I take full responsibility for that.

But I--I don't know.

I thought you and I were in a good place now.

Take yesterday for example,

the way you lied to the patient.

Oh, come on, man.

I was just trying to establish a rapport so I can treat her.

There's nothing in the Hippocratic Oath

that says I can't do that.

That's just the latest. - Tell me something.

Is there something going on with you, Ethan,

that I don't know about?

I mean, this is all so out of the blue.

Don't do that. Don't make this--

No, no, no. Come on.

Because you ambushed me right here,

and you lay this whole thing on me.

We were going to have this conversation somewhere.

I thought it would be better out here.

All right, I've got to be honest with you, Ethan.

I'm getting the feeling here, and I hope I'm wrong,

but maybe you just hired your old CO

so you could knock him down a few pegs, maybe.

That's not true, and you know it.

Is it?

Tell me it's not a game. Here you are.

Here I am. You think that just happened?

You remember Mr. Dietrich.

He's my patient with appendicitis.

I do. - I wasn't sick.

I was about to wake up. I was about