Chicago Med

Is your mom flying in for tonight?

No, she's got an early day tomorrow.

Doesn't want to red-eye back. She sent me a check.

Well, then after the ceremony,

let's you and I go out and celebrate.

Depends on how late it is.

Reese, it's your graduation.

You've earned it.

Okay.

Okay, well, I'll be the guy clapping the loudest.

Please don't.

I'll see you later.

- Morning. - Hey.

Oh, no, don't tell me you lost it again.

- What? - Your wedding ring.

Oh, uh... no.

I decided it was time to take it off.

Can't get used to it not being there, though.

- Dr. Manning? -

Six-month-old boy, Michael Thomas.

Suffering from diarrhea, vomiting.

You're going to Treatment Six.

Hi, I'm Dr. Manning.

Something's really wrong with him.

Hey, don't worry. We're gonna take good care

- of your baby. - Okay.

Page Dr. Rhodes. Dr. Halstead, you're with me.

It's Dr. Downey.

- Talk to me. - BP's 90 over 60.

Rate of 110. Respiration's at 38.

Okay, we're going to Trauma Three, Baghdad.

He was found at home.

He dialed 911 himself, but he was down

by the time we got there.

Dr. Downey, can you hear me?

- - Are you in pain?

Get ready to rotate.

No breath sounds on the right. Need an X-ray.

Sharon, we need you in Baghdad.

On my count.

One... two... three.

- Transfer. -

Get it out.

X-ray clear.

There's fluid in his chest.

He just had an RFA yesterday.

His liver must be bleeding into it.

- Yeah. - Yeah?

All right, hemopneumothorax on the right.

All right, we're gonna put in a chest tube to drain the blood.

2 of Versed. 5 of morphine.

Right away.

Sorry about the shirt.

Pulse is thready.

All right, get a groin line in, will you?

Yep.

Dr. Halstead.

- Okay, I'm in. - How's he doing?

His liver is bleeding into his chest.

I need to open him up to stop it.

How close are we?

All right, I'm in.

Activate the MTP. Tell 'em to send

all the blood they have and meet me in the O.R.

Copy.

You gotta stop the bleeding. I'm barely keeping up.

- Dr. Rhodes? - Can't get to the diaphragm.

The right lung is in the way. Can you collapse it?

- Give me some room? - Yeah.

Set up the Argon Plasma Coagulator.

Putting in a bronchial blocker right now.

- - Allen.

It's coming. In a sec.

Lung deflating.

Good.

Okay, I see the bleed.

All set with DRB?

Bleeding's slowing. It's still pretty oozy.

How much product has he gotten?

Six platelets, one cryo.

We're gonna have to warm him up in the ICU

and continue transfusions. Make sure he can form clots.

Want me to close?

No. My teacher.

I'll close.

So, insomnia, obsessive pacing,

aggression?

Some of that.

And this is a parrot?

Right.

What else you know about the bird?

He was kept by a hoarder. Basically lived in a trash heap.

Abused?

Certainly neglected.

Yelled at a lot.

Look, I don't know what to do. I tried to give him away,

but nobody'll take him.

How's he feel about you?

How should I know? He's a bird.

Will you do me a favor, and before you try

and give him away again, can I come by and meet him?

You wanna meet the parrot?

Very much so.

How about lunch today? I'll bring sandwiches.

Okay.

What's wrong with our baby?

He's probably just weak, right?

From the diarrhea?

We've given him fluids, so he's not dehydrated.

Was he born prematurely?

No.

His liver's enlarged.

Oh, my God.

Was he exposed to any toxins in the house?

No, we're careful about that.

Anything else you can think of?

Only... he... he just started sitting up,

but he hasn't been able to do that the last couple days.

Okay.

Let's order a CBC, CMP, UA, and blood cultures,

and let's start a 10cc bolus of albumin and page Dr. Grant.

What is all that?

We just need to run some further tests,

and I'm bringing in a specialist to consult.

Okay?

We're gonna find out what's going on with you.

Be back shortly.

You could have just dropped me off.

My mama told me, "Escort a lady to the door."

- Well, here I am. - Mm-hmm.

- Safe and sound. - Yes.

Both: Muah.

See you tonight.

- Hey, Maggie? - Yeah?

Any word on Dr. Downey?

He's out of surgery and stable.

Oh, good. Good.

How's the renovation going? Bert's "man cave."

You know, I thought it would cheer him up,

but he's not showing any interest at all.

I feel like I'm being punished for not retiring with him.

Rough at home, huh?

That's an understatement.

- Morning, Ms. Goodman. - Dr. Halstead.

That woman...

does not like me.

You haven't exactly made her life easy.

How's the job search going?

Hey, got an offer yesterday from Mount Sinai, Miami.

Oh.

Plus Memorial West in California.

So, either way, looks like sunshine for me.

What about Med?

Lost cause.

Should have heard by now.

Oh, well.

Hey, you know, Dr. Manning...

What?

She's not wearing her wedding ring anymore.

Why would you tell me that?

Timing, Dr. Halstead.

That's what it's all about.

His fault. Shouldn't have been

- wearing that shirt. - Oh, lovely.

Oh, that seems like a pleasant one.

Take them to Treatment Three, please.

Oh, thank you.

April, you busy?

- I'm with you. -

All right, fellas, I'm Dr. Halstead.

- Follow me. - Don't need this.

- Just let 'em take a look. - I'm fine.

All right, come on. Let's get you on this bed.

No, no, just... Just wanna go home.

- Ah. - Okay, what happened?

Went out to party after the game,

he sees these Cards fans...

Douchebag's wearing a "Cubs suck" shirt.

Yet, we won. How could we suck, douchebag?

- Sir, please stay on the bed. - Down... sit down.

Dan got the worst of it. Got kicked in the ribs.

- Stay on the bed. - Let me go!

- - Security!

- You, hold him! - Dan, what're you doing?

- - You all right, April?

You okay? Yeah, I'm okay.

Get this guy in restraints. 5 of Haldol.

- I'm okay. - No! No!

- I'm okay. - You good... okay.

- Oh, God. - You okay?

- I'm fine. - All right, let's go over here.

Cardiomegaly.

What?

Michael's heart is enlarged.

What would cause that?

Given everything else,

I'd say we're looking at a genetic disease.

How can that be? We're both fine.