Chicago Med

"Trim the fat, Sharon," the board says,

like I'm some kind of butcher.

This is the hardest week I've ever had here.

No plan for overflow,

misuses of space, blood shortages.

What I'm worried about is your effect on morale

and making snap judgments without consulting me.

Sully told me his cancer was terminal.

How was I supposed to tell him

that I was being forced to snitch on him?

None of this changes the fact that

your career is on the line.

What the hell did you just do?

I can't believe you told Sully.

You knew he turned himself in.

You knew he wouldn't let me take the rap!

I know you can't see it right now,

but this is a good thing, Mitch.

How is this a good thing? You went behind my back!

Sully beat somebody up and hospitalized them, Mitch!

You don't owe him anything!

You don't understand.

I don't understand some stupid childhood code?

To protect your friends? Is that stupid to you?

You're about to throw your life away,

your medical license, maybe even go to jail!

What I do with my life is my choice!

And it never would have come to that.

You don't know that.

Because of what you did,

Sully is sitting in jail right now

when he should be with his son.

Do not put that on me. That was Sully's choice!

You think you're a good person because of this?

You're not.

You're just someone who can't be trusted.

So... so that's it?

Yeah, from the hospital's perspective?

Somebody else came forward. Dr. Ripley is cleared.

And from... from your perspective?

I don't know, he showed pretty questionable judgment.

Have you talked to him?

You know, I haven't for a while.

Hey, Maggie?

I'll catch you later.

What is all this?

Is this from the Jackson-Monroe closure?

Gaffney finally hit capacity this morning.

- - No, Tony, on the other side.

Which means right now,

we can't move our admitted patients upstairs,

which means the paramedics

can't admit their patients into the ED.

Which means ambulances can't leave.

- It's like dominoes. - That are falling down on us.

Well, I'll see if I can alleviate some of the pressure.

And in the meantime, I'll talk to some of the patients

and try to lower the temperature a bit.

That'd be great.

Oh, this is mail for you that accidentally came into the ED.

All right. Thank you.

2 strep cases, 24 stitches,

and I relocated the dislocated elbow

of a very cranky 5-year-old all before 8:00 a.m.

- Mm. - Care to celebrate with me?

Come on.

Got those in the doctors' lounge?

Yeah, why? Ugh!

- - Oh! Oh, my God.

Doris made them for her daughter's bake sale

and brought in extra for us to share.

God, should we call the school?

- - Ugh.

What are y'all giggling at?

- Potential poisoning case. -

Oh.

So how is my girlfriend this morning?

Yeah, um...

Oh.

You're up, slugger.

Yup.

All right, give the girl in five 2 grams of Ancef

and let's set up for I&D.

And get this guy a record contract.

You look like hell.

Yeah, I didn't sleep much last night.

But I should be fine.

Dr. Asher, you're up. T4.

Thank you. I'll be right there.

I thought Lenox was off today.

She's doing an efficiency study.

What does that mean?

Well, apparently it means shadowing doctors,

getting a feel for how we work

by observing and asking questions.

Okay, so basically following us around

and second-guessing everything we do?

It's like she's trying to lose a popularity contest.

I gotta go.

I did tell them that last time, baby.

Hi, Mrs. Thompson. I'm Dr. Asher.

They're actually here.

I'll tell you what they say.

Love you too.

Finally.

I apologize.

I know you've been waiting a while.

So you're coming up on your due date?

Yeah. 39 weeks.

And you're experiencing some abdominal pain?

A dull ache.

Okay. May I?

Great.

Okay, do you feel any pain while I'm pushing?

No, just feels uncomfortable.

Okay, your legs are swollen.

I know. Told my doctor two weeks ago.

He said it was normal,

that I should just drink more water.

Okay, let's take a peek at baby.

Do you know what you're having?

Drink water, same thing he said when I was constipated,

when I had nightmares,

and when I had something called lightning crotch.

Yeah, third trimester is a real party.

Okay.

Ooh, baby girl's big.

Everything looks good.

So you have no explanation for my stomach pain?

There's quite a few unpleasant

but normal conditions that can pop up at the end of pregnancy,

including aches and pains.

That being said, I'm going to run a few more tests

just to make sure we're not missing anything.

Mm-hmm.

I'll be back.

I personally called radiology,

and they're gonna get you in within the hour.

In the meantime, we'll keep the snacks going.

Okay?

Free Jell-O?

Well, it's hard to be mad on a full stomach.

You heading back up?

Yeah, I've been trying to get in touch with Peter Kalmick

to help us with this backup,

but I actually think he's dodging my calls.

You all right?

What is it?

It's a death threat.

And you have no idea who sent this?

No.

I mean, we have an occasional angry patient.

We've let some staff go.

There's been a lot of people who weren't happy.

Could I get a list of everyone you let go?

Sure.

How often do these things escalate?

We take all threats seriously.

If you don't feel safe,

we can make accommodations to work remotely.

Oh, no, no, no.

This is not the time to go MIA.

I wouldn't take this lightly.

Dennis, I can't effectively run this hospital

from my living room.

But I've done this job a long time.

I've pissed off a lot of people.

It comes with the territory.

So I appreciate your concern,

but unless there's more to discuss,

I'd really like to get back to it.

Art Hubbard, 76, was at the grocery store

when he collapsed.

He's been in and out of consciousness.

Gave oxygen, 6 liters per minute.

All right. On my count.

Ready? One, two, three.

Hey, Mr. Hubbard, can you hear me?

What's happening?

Do you know where you are, sir?

No, no. No surgery!

Joan says no surgery.

Lungs sound wet.

Looks like congestive heart failure.

Let's give Lasix 40 milligrams IV

and start a nitro drip.

And let's get an echo tech in here.

You need something, Dr. Lenox?

Just observing. Pretend I'm not here.

- - Wait. BP's dropping.

80/40.

All right, no time for the echo.

Just give me the ultrasound machine.

Come on.

Yeah, I got it.

BP 75/35.