Chicago Med

Hey, Bert.

What are you doing?

These people went through a terrible divorce.

They haven't talked to each other for a year.

I just want them to be happy, that's it.

Sharon.

Bert.

Toddler in Treatment 6. Nanny brought him in.

If there are natural options without side effects,

we try those first.

Perhaps a more immediate treatment...

- You mean antibiotics? - No.

On the outside, he may look normal,

but on the inside,

pneumonia is notorious for its slow progression.

You scare people with diagnoses

and then you sell them on treatments

they don't need.

This is the second time this month

the parents have lost faith in your judgment.

No more. We're going home.

He needs these antibiotics now.

No!

- Hey! - Security!

Are you out of your mind?

- Security! - It's okay, buddy.

Everything's going to be all right.

Open this door!

Well, where are we?

In a better position than we were four hours ago,

but barely.

Lucky for you, Kalmick did some quick maneuvering

and wrangled up a court order to treat Lucas.

Well, that's a relief.

Still, there's no excuse

for your extremely reckless behavior.

I made every effort to keep Dr. Manning on a short leash.

I understand my actions appear irrational.

You locked that boy in a room.

I didn't have a choice.

Kidnapped him from his guardians.

They were risking his life.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Why don't we all just bring it down a few notches, okay?

Dr. Manning, you understand administering antibiotics

against the parents' wishes,

and before securing a court order,

left this hospital open for a major lawsuit.

Lucas's parents gave me no other options.

Okay, they were unwilling to accept the diagnosis

and wanted to leave the hospital.

Well, she's right about that.

I want that boy discharged as soon as possible.

Not so fast.

If you're in any way compromised,

you need to recuse yourself from this case immediately.

I assure you, my medical judgment is sound.

I hope for Lucas's sake and your own

that that's true.

Hey, I heard what happened.

I don't need another lecture right now.

I wasn't gonna lecture you. I was gonna offer to talk...

I don't need to be supervised,

and I don't need your help.

Hey, just cleared two more shelves for you.

Can't you just give me the guest room closet?

His and hers?

All yours. Have at it.

And after we're married,

you know we're getting a bigger place, right?

With a lot of closets?

Ah, yes, ma'am.

Good news, I got out of pulling a double tomorrow.

- Dinner and a movie? - I can't.

I'm training a new nurse.

How about Saturday?

Got that Navy recruiting event.

I do have a lunch break from 1:00 to 1:30.

Uh, what are we gonna do with half an hour?

Oh, I have some ideas.

I see.

Time to hit the pavement. Hurry up!

Hmm, the gentle sounds of Noah in the morning.

- Hmm. - Coming!

- Bye. - Bye.

Have fun.

What happened to all that noise you were talking?

Keep up!

- Hey, did you hear that? - Yeah.

It's coming from the alley.

- Come on! - I changed my mind.

Hey, get off her!

- Hey! - Punk bitch!

- Get off her! - Come on, come on, let's go!

- Call 911! - Okay.

- It's okay, it's okay. - I'm calling.

No, please. Please.

I'm illegal.

Okay, okay. All right.

Hey, we work at the hospital. We'll keep you safe, okay?

No!

End the call, April.

- What if they come back? - Just do it.

Hey, hey, what's your name?

- Jacinta. - Jacinta.

Just stay put and let me check you out, okay?

I'm a doctor.

Hmm, deep head lac.

Use this.

All right, look, we really need to get you

to the emergency room, all right?

No!

I'm fine.

Whoa! Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Jacinta, Jacinta! Come on.

Come on now. Come on. Come on.

Stay with us, Jacinta. Jacinta, stay with me.

Come on, come on, come on, come on...

The bleeding stopped.

IV bag is out. I'll grab another.

Okay.

Where am I?

Jacinta, I'm Dr. Sexton.

My sister and I, we found you

after you'd been attacked this morning.

You're at the hospital.

- The hospital? - Yeah.

No, no. I can't be here.

- It's okay. - We didn't call the police,

but you shouldn't move right now.

You suffered a small pneumothorax,

a collapsed lung.

I... I don't feel anything.

We gave you some morphine for the pain.

Your lung should re-expand on its own,

but you really need to stay in bed for awhile.

Meantime, do you wanna us what happened this morning?

It's okay.

I know it's hard. Just take your time.

You wanna start with where you were heading?

To a friend's house.

- Should we notify your friend? - No.

I don't want him to see me like this.

Okay.

Hold the elevator!

- Morning. - Morning.

Sharon, again, I swear on my life,

I had not a clue that Cece was gonna invite Bert

to dinner last night.

I found out literally a minute before you walked in the door.

Yeah.

- Literally a minute. - So you said.

And now, you know, he's asked me out for a drink.

- Well, you're gonna go? - Of course not.

I mean, somehow Cece got into her head that,

you know, you guys need to get back together

to make you happy.

- Is that what she thinks? - Yeah.

Listen, I am not defending her actions

or saying I agree.

I just... I just hope you understand that her heart

is in the right place.

Look, Daniel, uh, I think it's wonderful

that you and Cece found your way back to one another.

I really do.

But that's not gonna happen with me and Bert.

- I get it. - Good.

Then tell her no more surprise reunions.

You got it.

Dr. Charles, good morning.

Hmm, at least somebody's happy to see me.

- Huh? - What's up?

Doris told me there's a patient in Treatment 3

that's asking for you.

- A Titus Witherdale. - Oh.

Not exactly a name that you hear every day.

No, it isn't.

He grew up down the street from me.

- Shoot me his chart, will ya? - Done.

He used to play soccer with my little brother.

Titus Witherdale.

I go by Claire now.

- I'm sorry. - It... it's fine.

Uh, it's still Titus on the insurance.

I haven't finished the process of legally changing my name.

Good to see you, Dan.

Well, it is really good to see you too, Claire.

Uh, so how you been?

I retired a little over a year ago.

Huh, congratulations.

Yeah, it was time to focus on other areas on my life.

I hope I didn't pull you away from anything.

It's just I find doctors to be a bit intrusive,

and I remember you as being so sweet and respectful.

Oh, that's nice of you to say.

Um, so what bring you in here today?

You sound a little short of breath.

Yes, it's been on and off the last few weeks

and, uh, I've had some pain on the left side of my chest.

Uh, it's probably nothing, but...