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At that instant, I felt that my
heart came to a sudden stop.

It’s a kind of cardiogenic shock.

My brain’s frozen.

Shortness of breath, dizziness.

In medical terms, the issue I'm
experiencing is known as bradycardia.

I felt that my life was about to end.

How do I stop this process of brain death?

Even Google doesn’t know.

I just have 7 days.

168 hours.

10,080 minutes.

6,04,800 seconds.

I don’t remember the day
when the complications started.

But, that day in my life was a black day.

Almost zero day.

Any issue, sir?

Hail the CM!

Hail the CM!

The chief Minister of Telangana,

the founder of the People’s
party, Mr. Aditya Verma,

has been reported to have fainted
at 7:20 a.m. in the golf course

that is close to CM’s camp
office and in Basava hills Extension.

Reports indicate that Dr. Mukherjee, a close childhood
friend of the chief minister, was with him when he fainted.

Hail the CM!

It’s been over an hour since
the CM lost consciousness.

There is no clear information
on what exactly happened to the CM.

Dr. Mukherjee and all the expert doctors
have been unable to give any information.

The people are wondering what’s happening
inside and what’s going to happen inside.

Sir, this is a sensitive issue.

We need to handle this with great care.

Let's go.

Let’s try and see if we can get
any information from him.

Mr. Mukherjee?
-No, no.

Don’t ask us anything.
We can’t say anything.

No comments.

Mr. Bala Goud and DGP and heading this way.

Let’s find out how the CM is doing.

Please, don’t disturb.

The home minister isn’t saying anything.

Even so, the channel will make an effort
to find out some more information somehow.

Keep watching TV9.

Hail the CM!

Why are the police controlling the people?

No one here is able to
understand the situation.

Something must have happened to the CM.

That is probably the reason
they are clearing the public.

The police here might open the gates.

Given the situation here,
it looks like something might happen.

It’s unknown as to why the police
are trying to control the people here.

The gates of the CM's camp office were opened.

This could be the awaited
moment since this morning's tension.

The CM is being transported
through Breathe hospital’s ambulance.

Perhaps the CM is going
to be admitted in that hospital.

Until now, there has been no official confirmation.

Let’s wait and see what happens.

Zoom it!
Zoom it!

I am seeing the board of this
hospital after so many years.

Namaste, everyone.

The CM’s sugar levels have gone down.

That's why he's admitted to Breathe Hospital.

We are going to put him under
observation for a couple of days,

perform some tests on him
before we discharge him.

CM’s wife and daughter are coming here.

Does the CM have any other issues?

No, no issue.

There is no need to complicate this issue.

Have the sugar levels returned to normal?

That is what we are observing right now.

I will update you in a few hours.

Hello, excuse me?

What is it?

You seem eager to go somewhere.

Shall I arrange for a bike?

Since you are an expert rider.

See, you have a mild injury to your forehead.

The collar bone would need a minor surgery.

And your hand’s fractured.

Why do I even bother telling you all this?

You know very well what treatments
are needed for each of the surgeries.

Do I seem familiar to you?

Try and recollect.

Sri Sailam, let’s go.
-Okay Madam.

Don’t set your foot down.
Understand?

Namaste, madam.
-Namaste, madam.

How is the CM doing?

His blood sugar levels dropped.
It’s a small issue.

Can I see father now?

10 minutes, Ammu.

He is undergoing regular checkups.

I will take you to him.

Alright, uncle.

There is a meeting at 7 p.m.

Since the CM will not be able to come to the meeting,
it would be better if you can conduct that meeting.

You take care of all that, Mr. Home Minister.

Okay Madam.

Didn’t I tell you not to set your foot down?

Why are you roaming the
halls of the hospital?

Do you consider yourself
a patient or a doctor?

Do I have to search the
CCTV cameras to find you?

You were the same in college as well.

You would never attend your classes.

And yet, every year,
you were the university topper.

What are you looking at?

Abhi, I am Kadali

We are classmates.

We were here in Breathe hospital as residents.

2008 batch.

Do you remember me?

Emergency security alert.

No trespassing.
Don’t allow anyone on the floor.

It’s an official order.

Didn’t you quit MBBS in the third year of residency?

What are you doing now?

Where do you stay at?

First floor?

Are there any other ways to get to first floor?

Why?

Good morning, doctor.
-Good morning.

Excuse me, what is this?

Who are you?

Sir, need to go fourth floor.

Didn’t you see the sign?

This is a doctor’s lift.

The patient’s lift is on that side.

Understand?

Who are you?

Are you a doctor?

Show me your ID!

Show me your ID!

Excuse me, sir.
What’s happening here?

Is this your Id card?

Sir, actually…

Abhi is my patient and friend as well.

He found my ID and wanted to give it to me.

He thought I would be here.
Am I right, Abhi?

Hello, Dr. Kadali.

How are you?

Hi, doctor.

I am good. Thank you.

Didn’t you steal my ID?

Aren’t you trying to get to ICU
and do something to the CM?

I know everything.

Relax.

I was just kidding.

It’s almost a week since you
were admitted to this hospital.

Why did no one come for you?

I mean…family, wife, kids

or any lover.

Or anyone you’re in live-in relationships with?

Or did you stay single because
you didn’t find anyone?

or did you experience a heart break?

I have no time to love.

What is it that you do that keeps you so busy?

Good evening, madam.
-Tell me, Mariamma.

Radiologist G.S. Reddy has asked the mobile Xray
machine to be put in the CM’s hospital room, madam.

I don’t have the access to get in there.

I didn’t know who else to ask.
Please, madam.

If you could give me the access.

The machine is ready beside the
ultrasound room on 8th floor.

Sir?
-Yes.

Mobile Xray machine.
-Okay, come.

How could he have gotten
convulsion suddenly?

When are you going to
discharge my father, uncle?

Ammu, what’s there?

There’s no one here, mother.

Hello, brother?

Tell me, Ammu.

What is going on?

Why are you in the ICU?

Do you know how shocked
I was to find you in the ICU?

There’s nothing to worry here.

Don’t be stressed, dear.

No matter how, I knew that you would come to
see father once you got to know about his health.

But, I didn’t expect you to be in the ICU.

Well, I didn’t know what else to do.

Ammu, right here!

I just came here.

What’s with those injuries?

Were you in an accident or was it deliberate?

Why are you so emotional?

You were the same since childhood.

We need to meet him.
-Security, what happened?!

They want to meet with you.

What is your name, child?
-Abhi.

Can I tell you something?

My mother told you that you are quite charismatic.

She was right, sir.

Sir?
Why don’t you call me ‘father’?

Adi, who are they?

This…

this…

He is your son, sir.

Adi, decide right now
if you want him or us.

Siri?

If you want him, I will commit
suicide along with our baby.

Don’t say that, Siri.

But if you want me, make sure that the
world doesn’t know that you have a son.

No.. no.

He must never call you father.

Promise me, Adi.

Why would you say that, Siri?

That’s not right.

Promise me, Adi.

Please listen to me once.

Please think about it.

Promise, madam.

I will never call him father.

I will never talk about this to anyone.

Let’s go, uncle.

Hi!

What is this?

Don’t move.
It’s an injection.

My mother told me that
I must become a doctor.

That is why I am practicing now.

No matter what problem you have,
I will take care of it, sir.

Why would you call me ‘sir’?

Call me ‘father’.

I promised madam that
I would never call you ‘father’.

But madam is not here.

It doesn’t matter if she is here or not.
My mother told me so.

She taught you well, my child.

But why would you want me to torment me thus?

Please call me ‘father’ once.

Sorry, sir.

Why are you so arrogant
as to not call our father ‘father’?

There are ten lakh rupees in there.

Please don’t deny it.

If you fall short of it, don’t hesitate to ask.

Please take care of my son.

Sir? Sir?
One minute.

Take it.

Take it, sir.

My mother told me not to
take anything from you.

Also, she told me that if you
need anything, I must give it to you.

Tell me, sir.
What do you want?

This is too much, brother.

Hi.

What’s up?

Son, do you know who this is?

My sister.

What about the madam inside?

My aunt.

Correct.

What about me?

Sir.

Take pity on our father.

How could you disappoint him so many times?

Hello, sir.

I am the Arbakam,
the resort manager at Ooty.

Every year you book the resort
for your son’s birthday, don’t you?

We blocked it this year as well.

I don’t like you meeting with him.

And now you are trying to foster a bond
between our daughter and your son?!

Aren’t the three of you meeting
every year for his birthday celebrations?

Do I seem like a stupid woman?

If you do this again,
I will die or I will end up killing him.

My mother is so angry with you that she sees you,
she begins thinking of ways to kill you.

Do you know what would
happen if she sees you?

Don't worry.

Brother, father’s health bulletin.

There is no need for panic.

His blood pressure and blood sugar
levels have been stabilized

but…

Unfortunately, at 4:15 in the morning,
the CM experienced mild convulsions.

I mean spasm.

I was with the CM at that time.

I received a message from Kadali as well.

At exactly 4:16 a.m.,
I was watching the CM.

The CM was quite normal.

He is sleeping.

But, why did they say that he experienced
convulsions in the health bulletin?

Something is wrong.

My name is Ismail.

I am investigative journalist.

The judge and I were pretty close.

Okay.

I would meet up regularly with him
for some work or the other.

It’s not even a fortnight since
the judge passed away.

I apologize for bringing this up
despite better judgement.

But I have a few doubts regarding his death, lady.

I was hoping to get some clarity on this.
That is why I came here.

It’s of no use.

Your leg needs to be removed.

Your leg is not responding to the treatment.

But if you insist on keeping at it, you might have to
go to USA or bring five of their doctors here.

It’s not possible in India.

There is no hope.

We have to cut the leg out.

Call.

Yes, I am talking about your leg.

I am talking about phone call, sir.

I put my phone on charge.

So?

Do you want me to bring the phone to you?
Do you think of me as your assistant?

I'm a doctor.

That’s not what I meant, sir.

Just a minute...

My leg is fine.
You need to be fired.

I got so many calls.

He is bloody walking.

Are you really the patient or
do you have a body double?

Nurse, this is not the actual patient.

I did not change, sir.
The treatment changed.

Yesterday, a man who was going
that way peeked inside,

checked the file that you gave
and told me that the treatment is wrong.

He changed the medication, sir.

I used the medication in the night
and now I am all better.

That’s impossible.

Who was that doctor?
-He is not a doctor.

He is a patient.

What’s happening, Chukka?

This is the first time in the medical history
that a patient is treating another patient.

I want to talk to that patient, doctor.

He should have been a doctor at
this hospital rather than a patient.

He is one stubborn mule.

Self-respect, uncle.

That is what they say in Telugu.

Sir, wasn’t it announced in the health bulletin
that the CM had convulsions at 4:15 a.m.?

Is the doctor who is in charge of CM the
same one who announced the bulletin?

No, Abhi.

Doctors read the health bulletin based
on the treatment's health chart entries.

It’s a regular process.

But why are you asking me?

Nothing, sir.
Just a casual conversation.

Okay.

Who could be the doctor that wrote something
that didn’t happen on the health chart?

Ammu, I need a favor.

Close the door.

Come on, come on.

The doctor who wrote the wrong information
on the case sheet is indeed a worse human being.

He was our professor during my
3rd year MBBS residency.

That night, he exhibited the same bad behavior.

Sir, please.

Come, once.

If you don’t perform the surgery
in ten minutes, he might die, sir.

If I don’t drink, I will die.
-Sir? Sir?

Sir, please don’t relax.

At that moment, I wanted to kill him.

But I had to do something.

Abhi?

Who the hell are you do perform the
surgery that I was supposed to do?

You are a bloody 3rd year student.

He is so fast that it is difficult to catch up with him.

His treatment makes him so.

Patient,
-Yes.

come here.

Coming.

Where is your patient-doctor?

Aren’t we searching for him right now?
Once I find him, I will let you know.

Are you tired? Is that why you are standing still?

Ready, come on, fast!

What a bother!

Is he treating him or hypnotizing him?

Let’s go.

Hold on.

Why is the chief here?

We are done.

Is that the leg?
-This leg.

Oh, this one?

Good!

Goodness, how talented you are!

Instead of amputating his leg, you ensure that he
recovered completely and now we see him running.

You are not just a doctor, Kumarji.

I meant you are much more talented than
an experienced doctor like the chief.

Don’t downplay this treatment as an ordinary one.

No credit to me.

You have made sure that these patients have left

their previous selves behind and have
upgraded themselves with unexpected mobility.

You have performed a praise-worthy treatment.

The doctor has done such a fabulous job on you.

Did you ever thank him for doing such a brilliant job?

That’s not necessary.
It’s my duty.

He’s going to brush it off.

That’s all thanks to is simplicity.

But isn’t it your duty to thank him?

Tell him.

Come on, say thanks.

You want me to thank him?

Yes.
I will say it.

Where is he going?

He might be off to the rest room, sir.
Frequent urination is one of the side effects, sir.

Sir, thank you.
Thank you so much.

Sir, this is the man.
This one here.

His legs seem fine now.
But I do believe something is wrong with his brain.

I definitely think it’s brain tumor, sir.

Why don't you recommend him to eye specialist?

He is mistaking you for someone else.

Okay.

Sir, weren’t you on your way to the fourth floor?

Yes, yes.
-Don’t you have a meeting there?

I definitely saw him before.

Abhi was the one who treated him?

You mean to say that you know him.

He was my classmate.

He was way ahead of me then.

Why did he come here as a patient?

Something is wrong.

He is up to something.

Abhi, you are here.

Yes, uncle.

You got a parcel.

Yes, I was waiting for it.
Thank you.

Yes, it’s working.

See, Mr. Ramchandra Murthy.

I know very well that the night before
yesterday you weren’t in ICU 9.

But why did you write on the CM’s patient chart
that he had convulsions at 4:20 in the morning?

What is Ram Chandra going to do?

I wonder who all is he going to meet?

What is he going to say?

Sir, good afternoon.

Why did he come to the chairman
to inform him of this development?

Is the chairman involved in this?

Please take a look at this message, sir.

As you can see, there is no number here.

But I don’t know who sent this.

This is one hundred percent the work of RMO, sir.

I am talking about RMO Hema Chandra.

The RMO has been trying
to corner me for a very long time, sir.

The day before yesterday,
I was in-charge of the CM’s ICU unit, sir.

The only mistake I made was having a couple
of drinks at 2:00 a.m., just as I do every day, sir.

Alcohol is not new to me and even with
a couple of drinks in me, I’ve always been stable.

But I don’t know how it happened but…
I got unconscious, sir.

When I woke up after some time,
it was almost time for the end of my shift, sir.

It was 4:30.

And I got a WhatsApp text on
this phone from RMO at that time, sir.

It said that he came to CM’s ICU at 4:10 in the
morning and did not find me there.

The text also said that CM had convulsions at 4:15 a.m.
and that he administered diazepam.

He said that he informed me about
this because I was the doctor on duty.

That was what the message said.

I thanked him over the SMS for helping out a fellow doctor.

I went to ICU 9 and wrote all that information
down in the case sheet, sir.

Just a day later, I have this unknown message, sir.

He is such a jealous petty man.

Did Dr. Ram Chandra really write down the information
that RMO provided him on the case sheet?

To what extent do I believe him.

Yes, Dr Kadali.

This is Ayesha.

Ayesha?

Yeah.

It’s the chairman.

Good afternoon, sir.

Sir, Ayesha is my Facebook friend.

She has been working as a system admin
for some time at our hospital.

Okay.

You said that you are on the lookout for a techie?

She is good at hacking as well.

Is she trustworthy?

Absolutely, sir.

Ayesha?

Sir.

I need a favor.

Sure, sir.

Hope you understand.
-Yeah, yeah.

I do.
I’ll do it.

If the chairman asked her to delete that footage,
it must mean something went wrong there.

What could it be?

Yes!

At 4:22, Ram Chandra woke up,
saw the message and started.

That must be the message that the RMO sent.

At 2:23 a.m., Ram Chandra got out of the washroom,

began to watch something on
the television and started to drink.

And he immediately went into sleep.

When did he really start drinking that night?

Someone entered the room.
Something is wrong.

Yes, someone came in.

Yes!
He mixed something in the drink.

That is why Ram Chandra became unconscious.

Who was the one wearing that PP kit?

Hello, the money you paid me allows you
access for only that amount of viewing.

I heard that some higher up is heading this way.
Please be on your way.

Looks like she went in there to delete the footage.

I need to meet RMO once.

He is out of station.

When he finished his shift at 6 a.m.
yesterday morning,

he headed straight to the airport from here.

He told us that it would take him
a week or ten days to get back.

If you have any doubts, there is a phone
number of his available on that board there.

Call him and ask him.

He is Dr. Yugal Misra.

Looks like you are good with faces.

Thanks, Ammu.

Please listen to me, brother.
Why are you here right now, brother?

It’s your good fortune that I saw you first.

Do you know the kind of nuisance it’s going
to lead to if mother sees you?

Do you even understand?
-I’ll take care of it, Ammu.

No matter what you say,

it’s not right for you to operate upon
a patient without license, Mr. Abhi.

What if something happened to the patient?

Please sign the apology letter stating
that this would never happen again.

If things go wrong, your entire life will be ruined, Abhi.

It’s just a small signature, Abhi.
Go ahead and do it.

I cannot wait until I receive my license to operate
upon someone who is in dire need of treatment, sir.

It might happen again.

If degrees and licenses are the things that stop us
from truly helping those in need,

I don’t need this medical degree.

Sorry.

ICU 9 passcode.

Yeah, I forgot it.

This is not Ram Chandar’s voice.

Why am I listening to another voice when the
bug is placed in Ram Chandar’s doctor’s coat?

Hello, doctor.
ICU 9 passcode.

Why is the aunt here?
What do I do now?

ICU 9 passcode.

What could be the passcode for ICU 9?

What’s the link between that doctor and ICU 9?

I’m waiting here, doctor.
where are you?

Come fast.

Is it XYZ 123?

Thank you.
I am at coffee shop.

Come fast.

Correct!
Ram Chander is not wearing his apron.

Where could it be?

Yes, if the coat is here, Ram Chandra must be around
and he would have gone to confront that doctor.

Another doctor who was close by must
have been talking about ICU 9 to someone else.

Who could that be?

Do you know how Pav Baji should taste like?
Is it this one?

Doesn’t seem like he has the same voice.

Please, try to understand.

What about this doctor?

No, it’s not him.

Is it him?

But this doctor isn’t saying anything.

I have seen him somewhere.

Hello, Dr. Kadali.

Not him either.

The CCTV camera must have recorded him.

Shit! It’s under repair.

I wonder where that doctor with that peculiar voice is.

The venerable Shri Anand baba might be my father.

But he is an embodiment of divinity for millions of people.

He is divinity personified.

Even death would obey his command.

How can you say that someone like him
did not die a natural death?

It’s nothing but severe neurological imbalance.

We might observe this kind of issue deliberately.

Let me explain it.

Just a minute.

Abhi, did you just lecture doctors?

Yeah, I correct the mistakes made by the doctors.

I am a hundred percent sure that it’s about you, sir.

Are you sure?
Yes

I am a little worried about treating someone
who is as knowledgeable as you.

But, when I talk to you, I become happy.

Even though you offered her a Benz car,
she rejected you and is now interested in him.

Does he really have the personality of someone
who can impress women?

If it’s the right person,
personality wouldn’t matter so much.

For someone as knowledgeable as you,

isn’t it ideal to get a job here as a doctor instead
of whiling away your time alone?

Even though he is just a patient,
we are trapped in a pitiable situation.

If he truly became a doctor here,
imagine the kind of situation we would be in.

How do I stop this tsunami from taking place?

Sir, we must stop the wrong medicine for
the patient in bed 5 in the critical ward.

If not, he might end up dying.

If he dies...

Hello?
-Is it RMO, sir?

It’s not the RMO.

RMO finished his surgery
yesterday at 2 a.m. and went to Delhi.

His phone went missing just
before he left at the Breathe hospital.

I found his phone.

I’ve been picking calls such
as these since this morning.

I just charged it up and
turned it on when you called.

What time in the morning did you find that phone?

It would be between 2 and 2: 20 a.m., sir.

RMO Hema Chandar messaged me
on my phone at 4:30 in the morning.

If the phone was lost at 2:20 am,

how could Ram Chandar have gotten
a message on his phone at 4:30 am in the morning?

Hello?

Why are you disturbing me by
calling me so many times?

Who are you calling for?

I am the CI from Gachibowli police station.

Namaste, sir.
My name is Mariamma.

I work as a staff nurse at the Breathe hospital, sir.

Tell me, sir.

Mariamma. could you tell me in detail as to how
you found the RMO’s phone, where and even when?

Yes, sir.

It must be between 2 and 2:30 in the morning, sir.

I was preparing for surgery.

The RMO was in a hurry and checked the file,

put his phone in the locker and went into the
operation theatre to perform the surgery.

After he finished the surgery, he went to the locker
and was shocked to find that his phone missing.

After I came back from the surgery,
I found the phone missing from my locker.

I put it here.

I need to leave immediately but how?

Who is responsible for this?

I am getting late to catch a flight.
If you find it, please inform me.

I wanted to check the CCTV
to see when it went missing.

But the ward boy found it just beside
the locker and brought it to me.

It’s once again, the person wearing PP kit.

Why is he heading there?

What is he looking for?

It’s the same tattoo.

He was the one who gave Ram Chandar the sedatives.
Did he come to steal RMO’s phone?

Shit, he crashed the camera.

I found a new link while enquiring
in that computer room.

The person who was in that PP kit
and the person with that voice were the same.

First, I checked the footage of the
computer room which was quite dirty.

I saw him take a print out from one of the systems.

After that, he went into another room.

I wanted to find some information about him.

So, I went to the computer room
and went to the very same system that he used.

It’s asking for a password.
Shit!

How can I?

I gave it a good amount of thought.

I found that some of the keys on the
key pad were less dusty than the others.

When I sorted those keys out,
I found them to be XYZ 123.

Is it XYZ 123?

Is it XYZ 123?

Sounds familiar.
Yes!

This is what the doctor on the phone with peculiar voice was saying.
It’s the password for ICU 9.

I found a new link in my enquiry.

I found that the person with the PP kit and the
person with that peculiar voice on the phone were the same.

XYZ 123.

I typed that password into the system
and the system granted me access.

So, it’s the same person.

When I checked the recent files on the computer,
I found a folder called ICU 9.

Something mysterious.

There were some reports in that.

One of the reports has ICU 9 and dated 19th.

I didn’t understand what that was.

I heard someone coming into the room
and switched off the system.

That was Kadali.

She came looking for me.

I will call you later.

Hi, uncle.

Hi, dear.

What happened?

Abhi, that’s your room.

Come.

From now onwards, that is your room.

Do you like it?

I arranged this board for you so
that it could help you with your classes.

Isn’t it comfortable?

If there is anything you need, just ask me.

Bye.
-Thank you.

Take care of him, uncle.

"After you came into my life,
I don’t know if I exist within me or not."

"There is magic in my eyes now."

"I cannot stop thinking about you all day."

"I must be in some other world.
I like your silence."

"I am with you.
I keep looking at you."

"I like this phase of my life."

"You gave me a new lease of life; a new breath."

"You have become that someone for me."

"Loneliness keeps me company."

"You made it part ways with me."

"I keep looking for you."

Is that him?

Abhi, what are you looking at?

What happened?

Come.

"My heart keeps searching for you all the time."

"It keeps asking me to get closer to you."

Go ahead, go ahead.

Bye, uncle.
-Okay dear.

Hi, doctor.
Have you had your lunch?

Let’s have it together.

Abhi, weren’t you coming from there?

What are you doing here again?

As per my knowledge,
I am sure he is up to something.

Thank you, sir.

I shall take my leave.

Yeah.

So….hello
-Yes, tell me.

Chukka?

Where is the respect?

Don’t you know that you should be
respectful towards the doctor?

That’s basic etiquette.

I did show my respect to that doctor.

Didn’t I discharge you?
Why are you still around?

This morning, I joined 5k run for fun, sir.
I got the first place.

Here is the medal.

Who made all this possible?
It’s him.

I came to thank him and give him sweets.

Namaste, Chief doctor.
-Hello, hello.

You are no ordinary doctor, Kumarji.

Look at your patient participating in 5k runs,
winning medals and all that.

And he accomplishes all that in this day and age.
That’s wonderful!

Mr. Subba Rao, do you know
how talented Mr. Kumarji is?

I’ll explain in full details.

Sir?

If you don’t mind, might I make a suggestion?

Tell me.

You are a pretty useless doctor.

Instead of wasting your time on rounds,

why don’t you join the classes
that man takes for doctors?

Why don’t you go and learn from him?

How dare you talk….
-How dare you touch me?!

You can’t catch me.
Because of 5k run.

Impossible!

He is just a patient.
-Catch him!

So, what I mean is…

What happened, sir?

Christopher, what’s that text
behind you on that poster?

What language is it?

Are you asking about this?

Yeah, that’s the one.

It’s my mother tongue.

Christopher, just a minute.

I’ll send you something.

Please see that.

Yes, sir.
It is in Hebrew.

It’s a classic Hebrew tattoo.

It means Hallelujah.

Hallelujah.

Does that mean that the person
with this tattoo is a Christian?

Yes, now I can catch him!

Abhi, this is a gift for you.

Actually, it explains our life.

Even when we are down and believe that this is the end,
we can start again.

So, don’t lose your confidence.

Okay
See ya.

"Let’s freeze time and stay this way forever."

"I don’t need anything else."

"I wanted to change for you."

"I wished for you."

"You gave me a new lease of life; a new breath."

"You have become that someone for me.
Loneliness keeps me company."

"You made it part ways with me."

"I keep looking for you."

"My heart constantly keeps searching for you."

Abhi?

Everything is normal.

Looks like you have made a speedy recovery.

I wish you stay here for a few more days.

I wish the same.

Mr. Ismail, aren’t these the reports you asked for?

Yes, these are it.

Sit down.

When did Mr. GSR start to show symptoms
of sickness or a health issue?

My father was playing with our children while having his tea. It was then that he suddenly fainted.

I didn’t understand it at all.

In a short while, the ambulance
from Breathe hospital came and took him.

Something happened to father again.

When the person who gave me this life is
unconscious in the ICU, my heart slows down.

It seems that the entire world has slowed down.

I wonder if I would get to know
what’s going on in the morning.

Late last night, our CM had lung issues once again.

We’ve conducted various tests all through the night.

We got the reports early this morning.

The Bangkok trip is cancelled.

The CM hasn’t been discharged yet.

Sit down.
Sit down.

Sir.
Sit down.

How many days longer should our CM stay here?

Sir?
What is it?

Could you give us the reports?

Brother, what are they saying?

Give me 10 minutes.

I will be able to give you more
information after looking at the reports.

Okay?
-Alright.

Can I?

Thank you.

Everything is normal except slight lung…

Brother?

Brother, what happened?

Brother?

The report I saw had the exact same values as the
one dated 13th on the computer a week ago.

This is the exact same report.

When there was an issue with CM’s health
late last night and tests were performed,

how is it that the exact same report was available
on that system a week ago?

Is there actually a problem or is there just a report?

How many such reports are there in the system?

Weren’t there computers in this room?

Yes, but we shifted them to another ward.

Why do you care?

Well, Dr. Kadali wanted access to the system.

Oh, sorry, sir.
I thought you were an outsider.

Sir, those systems were all
taken away by Dr. Thomas.

Dr. Thomas? Is he a Christian?

Yes, of course, sir.

Why isn’t his name on the doctors’ assist?

Of course, his name’s there.

It’s Dr. T.Sundaram.

Thomas Sundaram, Department of Pathology.

T. Sundaram means Thomas Sundaram.

Yes, it's correct

Buddy, is there a tattoo on his hand?

If you have any doubts, he is right in there.
You can go and ask him.

There’s no need to discharge.
Send them to the mortuary.

All those useless symptoms…

Sure, sir.

What brings you here?
You want to come here and prescribe treatments?

What are you looking at?
I am your old classmate Kumarji.

Because of the treatment you recommended my patients,
none of the patients in that ward have any respect for me.

I tried hard to come to this ward on this floor
and here you are hot at my heels.

No, not allowed.
Out! Out!

What are you doing here dressed as a patient?

Are you scared to discuss this here?
Do you want to head there and talk about it?

Let’s go.

Don’t be tensed and explain to me
about what you intend to do here?

Tell me.

Why did you shout, sir?

He mixed these three injections and gave it to me.

I turned around and counted to three.

He turned towards me and loaded these three vials.

And suddenly injected me with that cocktail of drugs.

What do you think would happen
when these three are mixed together?

You should be the one who knows about that, sir.

Really?
I don’t know.

Dr. Thomas went to his cabin which is on the fifth floor.

He asked me to cancel all his appointments.

Yes!
It’s the same tattoo.

Yes, it’s the same system.

Excuse me, sir.

Paediatrician Dr. Madhuri is asking
that you meet her immediately.

Is everything okay?

Is everything okay?

The passcode of ICU 9.

It’s the same peculiar voice.

Tell Dr. Madhuri that I will be with her shortly.

Okay, sir.

Thank you.
You may go.

How is her condition, doctor?

There’s no hope, sir.
Sorry.

Couldn’t you have put her on life support
and improved her immunity?

Her body has already given up, Doctor.

As a doctor, you know about this very well too.

What do you want me to understand?
She is my daughter.

She is my only hope in this world.

Please save her.

Extremely sorry, sir.

If we get rid of the life support,
it would be difficult for her to survive the night.

Jessie.

I don’t feel like talking to you, sir.

That is why I didn’t pick up the call, sir.

I don’t care what you make of it, sir.

How many times do I have to tell you, sir?

I can no longer do such sort of things.

I don’t like doing them any longer, sir.

Let me be honest with you.
I feel like what we did all these days was wrong.

What is it with that report, sir?

Can doctors really do such a thing?

What we are doing is wrong, sir.

No doctor in this world would do such a thing, sir.

They say that the sins one commits haunts one’s family.

That is true, sir.

Two weeks ago, my wife passed away.

Now my daughter suffers a similar fate.

They said that she might not make it through the night.

I don’t have a family anymore, sir.

Who should I commit these sins for?

Who should I earn such a living for?

I don’t want it, sir.

I don’t want anything else.

Please remember this, sir.

Even Jesus will never forgive us for
the crime that we committed, sir.

We cannot escape our punishments, sir.

Today it’s my turn.
Tomorrow it will be your turn.

And then, it will be the other four.

Everyone of us will be punished.
We will all be punished.

This is confirmed, sir.

This is going to happen for sure.

Our lord in heaven.

I bow to you.

I shall repent for my sins and resolve them, father.

Please save my daughter, father.
I am coming to you.

Please wash away my sins with your blood, father.

Please save my daughter, father.

I am coming to you.

Sir, tell me.

Yes, Rakesh.
I need a favor.

I sent you a number.

Could you ask your uncle to check the recent
call number for this line in the last ten minutes?

It’s very urgent.

Sure, sir.
-Thank you.

Where is that phone?

What happened to it?

It’s very urgent, Rakesh.

Just the number that called it ten minutes ago.

Uncle is right on it, sir.

There was a phone around here.
Did you see it?

No.

Sir, there were no incoming or outgoing calls on
that number since last evening.

Does that mean it’s not the same number?
Could Thomas have used another phone?

What exactly happened to his phone?

Where is that phone?

Something is happening here.

Something is mysterious.

What’s going on?

What happened, brother?

Why do you seem tensed?

Is there a problem?

No, no.
No problem.

Brother, I have been staying here since last night.

Mother is the one that’s been making the trips home.

I have my exams coming up.

I want to study.

And being here would also mean I am close to dad.

Very good, dear.

Study well.

Take care.

Hello, uncle.
Get that system installed in that room.

Bring the books to that room as well.

Okay?

System?
The very same system.

Yes!

I might find some other information in that system.

The system was fine until a while ago.
And now it’s all crashed.

Who could have done this?

Any CC cameras?
No.

What could be in the papers that Thomas printed out?

Are these the reports that will be used next?

If our resolve is sincere,

even if all the doors are shut and
all the pathways have obstacles,

nature will create a new path
for us and lead us forward.

This is for sure.

Yeah, yeah.
Fine, I’ll do it.

One minute.

Excuse me.
Yeah.

Hi, sir.

I am so sorry.
I am so excited to meet you right now.

Actually, I am Ayisha, sir.

I work as a system admin here.

Oh?

You are a doctor, aren’t you?

No, dear.

I am not a doctor.

No, sir.
You are a doctor.

I know you really well.

Actually, many years ago, in this very hospital,

there was a patient who came in the middle
of the night with a problem in his heart.

You performed surgery on him and saved his life, sir.

That patient is my uncle, sir.

Ismail.

I don’t think he saw me then.

How could you have known who I was?

That’s the tricky part, sir.

Actually, my uncle is an investigative journalist.

You must have seen his YouTube videos.

He is known for being frank
and honest with his opinions.

His spectacles always have
a small camera operating in them.

His spectacles are somewhere around here.

Here are his spectacles.

Unexpectedly, while you were performing the surgery,
this camera was on.

Luckily, your face was captured on the camera.

My uncle wanted to thank you
and tried really hard to reach you.

But he couldn’t find any information.

Luckily, I met you.
I am really thankful, sir.

And, I sincerely thank you for all your efforts, sir.

One minute, sir.

Excuse me.

Hello, Kadali.
In the cafeteria?

Yeah, yeah.
I’m coming.

Kadali?
You mean Dr. Kadali?

Yes, sir.
She is my best friend.

Mine too.

Oh, then we are friends.

Sir, please join us for coffee.

I just can’t believe.

It’s surprising, Ayisha.

You mean Abhi here performed
surgery on your uncle that day?

Yeah, he did it.

Well, how is your uncle?

He is no longer alive.

It’s a pity.
He has no family of his own, Kadali.

I was the one who was talking care of him.

He was a bachelor.

But I couldn’t be with him during his death.

Before my uncle’s death,

my uncle called me many times and told me that
there is a conspiracy going on at Breathe Hospitals

and he was investigating it.

My uncle died in this very hospital.

I feel there is something seriously
wrong with this hospital.

Are you sure?
-Yeah, I am.

The reason why I came to this hospital
to work is not for the salary.

I came here to find out what happened to my uncle.

I don’t even know what happened
to my uncle’s properties.

Weren’t you the one who came and gave me my uncle’s spectacles saying that you found them somewhere, Kadali?

These are my uncle’s spectacles.

Something is fishy in this hospital, Kadali.

Exactly!

Something really is going on in this hospital.

I am a 100% positive about that.

Abhi, so sorry.

I was so engrossed in the conversation
that I forgot to ask you.

What do you want?
Tea or Coffee?

If Ismail did investigate about the
conspiracy surrounding this hospital,

there is a chance that that information would be
recorded by the camera in these spectacles.

There is a novel way of committing
crimes in this Breathe hospital.

It’s…

contract killing.

Doctors, accept the contract
of killing VIP patients.

Someone is coming here…

The first suspicions regarding the conspiracy surrounding Breathe hospital were raised three months ago.

I caught it in a café beside the high court.

Brother, I heard that our Central Minister’s son would be
sentenced to death by hanging in the child rape case.

Apparently, judge Surya Prakash is a very sincere man.

Nothing will happen to us.

Why would that be the case?

In a month’s time, that judge is going to die.

We have contracted someone to kill him.

I ran around to see who were these people who
were talking about giving a contract to kill the judge.

When I went there, there was no one around.

I met the judge and told him about it
and that the contract that’s out to kill him.

I told him to be careful.

I receive threats such as this in hundreds every day.
I don’t care.

He is a very close associate of mine.

I told the IG about it and arranged
for security around his place.

When we were convinced that he was safe,
the judge developed a health complication.

He was admitted here at Breathe hospital.

The judge was being treated at this hospital.

I spoke to the Inspector General and arranged
for security outside the hospital as well.

On the 23rd day of being admitted into the hospital, the judge died. No one attacked him.

But just as discussed by those people in the café,
the judge passed away within one month.

I raked my brain for two days
to understand what exactly happened.

That is when it came to me.

What if the people who took the contract
to kill the judge were the doctors themselves?

I got scared.

But, that ...that is the truth.

To confirm if my suspicions were true,
I went and met with the wife of the judge.

A month before his death,
he got a full body check-up.

Everything turned out to be normal.

Suddenly, his sugar levels plummeted
and he was admitted at the Breathe hospital.

Very soon, some or the other problem kept
cropping up and he passed away.

I cannot believe that this happened.

I launched myself into enquiring if such similar
deaths happened in this hospital.

In the past four to five years, there have been 2 VIP deaths which were similar to the death of the judge.

That was three and half years ago.

After a treatment of 28 days, prominent industrialist Mr. GSR of the GSR Group, passed away here.

Two years ago, after a treatment of 17 days,
Guruji Anand Baba passed away.

After their death, I collected all the reports and information related
to their treatments from their family members

and saved it all on a different folder in this very chip.

If I analyse the treatment patterns of those
VIPs that are made available through Ismail,

I could probably catch what the next step is going to be.

My dear doctors, I would now like
to explain this death structure.

CM’s death structure.

This is the death flow chart that shows
how we can kill the CM while treating him.

To confirm my suspicions,

I met with Guruji’s daughter
and GSR’s son and daughter-in-law.

Guruji doesn’t have any blood pressure problems.
How could he have gotten it overnight?

When he got admitted into the hospital due to food allergy, how could he have developed kidney problem?

On one preplanned morning,
CM is going to drink the medicated water and faint.

His blood sugar levels will be down
and he will be admitted into the hospital.

Blood sugar levels – day one.

I need to share something shocking with you, Ismail.

My driver told me about this yesterday.

That day, even before my husband fell down in the court,
Breathe hospital ambulance was waiting right there.

Who called that ambulance?

We have 2-3 corporate hospitals
and Breathe Miyapur branch hospital in the vicinity.

They left all this behind and took him to Breathe
Kondapur branch which was twelve kilometers away.

Why did they take my father that far?

We will control the sugar levels.

But within a day or two,
he is going to show new side effects.

Either convulsions or hypertension.

Convulsions- day two.

In these three instances, an hour before they fainted,
I noted the Breathe ambulance that was on the premises.

I am the one takes them all
to the Breathe hospital, sir.

But I don’t know much about it.
I get a message from a number.

After that I get the location.

My job is to go there and wait.

I would the emergency patients
and bring them to the hospital.

After that, my account would be credited with money.

That is all, sir.

That is what happens every time.

Could you give me that number?

That number belongs to a goon Yadav in Amberpet
who deals with petty theft and land grabbing cases.

Ask away, sir.
What information do you want from me?

Ask me.

I want to know about Breathe hospitals.

Day 4 – Chronic fatigue.
Day 7?

We are not just treating to cure the problem.

We are going to induce the patient
to show new symptoms at the same time.

Ismail sir, around here, it’s called contract-killing.

Doctors are the one who are
dealing with the contract-killing.

They take the money and
kill the patient while treating them.

That’s a brand-new crime.

If we want the kidney failure to start by day eleven,
we need to follow pattern C.

They know well in advance
who they need to kill at the hospital.

They make sure I gather information from the offices,
homes of the people that they are about to kill.

I need to provide them with all the necessary
information regarding what they eat and drink.

I need to mix the drug that they give me into the
food or drink that those people consume.

Before they collapse with any of the symptoms,
I need to ensure that the ambulance stays at that location.

Sir, just one thing.

These doctors are even bigger goons than us.

Situations will become more complicated by day fifteen.

Yes, professor.
Yeah.

Do you know what will happen next?
I texted the information to you.

Any emergency?

It’s for my class.
For the students.

Oh?
Okay.

The next morning when I went there…

Yadav?

Yadav, where are you?

The doctors must have killed him.

They killed Yadav because
he was trying to give me information.

I am sure that they are going to try and kill me.

I was trying to escape when suddenly…

An ambulance.

The ambulance that usually appeared when
there was an accident came to cause the accident.

We need to focus entirely
on organs failure in the third week.

It causes multiple organ failure.

I was hit by Breathe hospital ambulance.

A doctor got down from the
ambulance and brought me here.

They are giving me all kinds of injections here.

They are giving me all kinds of tablets.

I am reduced to a state where
I cannot even get out of the bed.

I know that they will not let me live.

Professor?

What’s going to happen after that issue, professor?
What’s next?

Sir, after 20 days, all options lead to CMs brain death.

It might be on Day 24.

At that instant, I felt that my heart suddenly stopped.

It’s a kind of cardiogenic shock.

My brain is not working.

There is shortness of breath.

Fatigue.
Dizziness.

The medical terminology for this situation
is called term bradycardia.

I felt that my life was about to end.

He gave me a cocktail of drugs that
even Google would find it difficult to decipher.

Sir?

Instead of working yourself up over this,
why don’t you consult with another doctor?

That chief doctor made that an impossibility.

He praised me to the entire hospital and
made me uncomfortably popular around here.

They even felicitated me and
gave me a trophy celebrating me

as the future of orthopaedics
and the doctor of the decade.

There is just one solution.

He is conducting classes for other doctors.

Why don’t you go there and learn from him?

Online class?

Hi, Abhi sir.

This is Jim Ping Kim from North China.

I have a doubt.

Ask him, sir.

There are three medicines.

Ask him properly.

Three medicines.

Those three…

Mixing…

Ask him, sir.
-I am asking him!

I am asking him.

What happens when these three medicines
are mixed together and given, sir?

He cut the call.

You said you were Jin Ping Kim
and spoke in Telugu.

And on top of it, don’t you think he would
understand if you showed him those three bottles?

What will happen to me now?

What will happen…

Sir, looks like you got a message.

It’s Abhi.

He sent me a name of a medication.

He must have understood my situation.

It must most definitely be an antidote.

Go and get it immediately.

Alright, sir.
-Go fast.

PEOPLE'S PARTY

Mr Bala Goud?

Yes, sir.

Do you remember that four or five months ago,
we went out of the country for a conference?

That night I came down with a slight fever.

I was told that there is a hospital
nearby which I could walk to.

I walked to the hospital.

Just a little bit, sir.

The hospital looks to be decent.

A hospital attendant there took me
straight to the doctor...

who gave me a slip for a scan and some blood tests,

and took me to the lab there.

Ms. Vidya,

after all my tests were done,

he gave me some medicines
from the pharmacy nearby

He clearly explained the
medication schedule to me.

I asked him, “what is the doctor consultation
fee for all these tests and medicines?”

He told me that it was absolutely free, sir.

I wondered if he knew that I was the CM.

I asked him how he knew me.

He asked me, “Who are you, sir?”

I asked him if this was government
hospital or private hospital.

He said that it was just a hospital

and told me that everyone gets
the same treatment.

I felt ashamed, sir.

I couldn’t sleep the whole night.

You might think that that
country is richer than ours.

Health minister, the GDP of that
country is less than ours.

The only difference is commitment.

At that moment,
I took a revolutionary decision.

I am going to ensure that the people of our state

get the same kind of treatment across both
corporate hospitals and government hospitals.

I am going to give them
quality healthcare for free.

This is my resolution.

Let’s undertake all the corporate hospitals.

What do you say, health minister?

Sir, it’s rather a sudden decision.

You say that the state would
have to bear a huge expense.

Is that all?
Let’s do this then.

We have a lot of social welfare
schemes going on, don’t we?

Let’s get rid of all of them.

Kutumba Rao, giving people free education
and free healthcare is enough.

Their lives will improve so much.

Do you think people won't vote for
us after cutting social welfare?

Are we going to lose?

If that is the case, let it be.

At least the people will be better.

That is enough.

Free healthcare is my decision.

We are going to pass this bill.

And it’s final.

Aren’t we all following the CM’s death
structure which is pattern B?

How could the CM have
suddenly opened his eyes?

We gave medication to
address CM’s liver functioning.

One of the side effects of that
medication is the damage to his nervous system.

It causes drowsiness.

How could the CM have woken up, doctor?

In some situations, will power is more
powerful than the medicines.

He seems to be very strong mentally.

Because I followed her instructions,
I could normalize the situation.

If not, I would have been
in our boss’s bad books.

Don’t be nervous.

It’s only going to be a week more.

One week more to go for CM’s brain death.

What happened, Abhi?

What prompted you to call me
and ask for an urgent meeting?

Anything wrong?

I need to discuss something
important with you, sir.

It’s very confidential.

Is it?

The lift is quite secured.
Let’s talk inside.

Why is he in this hospital, Swamy?

He had a minor accident and
was admitted here.

Apparently, he met with Ammu only once.

That was when you saw him.

Abhi, if what you said is really true,

this is no ordinary feat.

It’s a very big conspiracy that
could shake the entire country.

First, we need to inform the
chairman or the DGP about this.

Let’s go.

Can you catch it?
Can you?

Sir? Sir?
It’s an emergency, sir.

There is an emergency regarding
a patient in ward no. 6.

You are needed immediately.

Sure, sure.

Abhi, I need to go.

We will handle this with great care.

Did you find the medicine?

I got to know that it’s available only in Koti.

I am right there.

So, please wait there.

What do you mean it’s only available in Koti?

Alright, bring it over fast.

Looks like he got it.

Doctor Kumarji.

Doctor of the decade.
-Hi, sir.

Kumarji, if you are okay with it,

the doctors of Karnataka are interested
in felicitating you in Bangalore.

Is this really necessary, sir?

He is so modest.

He doesn’t like these accolades.

But we are not the people who will give up.

Actually, what happened was…
-Who the hell is he?!

No, it can’t be.

I am sure it’s him.

Hi, doctor Kumarji.

Go.

Where to, sir?

It’s the same leg problem.

Yes!

The patient wanted to go to another hospital.

But I insisted he meet you because
you are good at treating this.

That is why I brought him here.

Don’t worry.
You made the right choice.

Go inside.
He is a very cooperative doctor.

He is a blessing to orthopaedics.
Take care.

Don’t worry.

Do you want me to sit here, sir?

Do you feel pain here?
-Yes, sir.

Right there.
Stay this way. -OK sir.

Don’t move.
Look there.

Look there.

Okay, sir.

Very fast treatment.

What does that mean?

He means that it’s not needed anymore.

Very nice doctor.

You are next.

This time, you are done for!

It’s you!

Close the door. Hurry!

What happened, sir?

That chief doctor is after my case.

My fate!

Did you get the medicine?
-Well, it’s on the way, sir.

What do you mean it’s on the way.

I asked you to get the medicine.
Instead, you got me a body.

One minute, sir.

What the…

He didn’t send you the name of a medicine.

He gave you the name of the book that
will help you find the medicine.

Books?

You mean to say that I must study
all these books to find the antidote?

I am not so good at studying.

G.A.S.T.R.O…

Gastro.

Yes, it’s going to be difficult.

What is this, sir?

A doctor committed suicide at our hospital.

How could you make it seem like the doctor did not come to work yesterday and instead got killed elsewhere?

Why are you managing the situation this way?

Is there really no value to the death of a doctor?

Yeah.
I’ll manage it.

Excuse me?
Are you Mr. Abhi?

Yes sir.

You are going to be discharged today.

This is your discharge summary.

Sir, why are you discharging me all of a sudden?

My health is not back to normal, sir.

If you have any more problems, please go
to another hospital and get admitted there.

It’s not possible for you to stay here.

I have orders from above.

"He carried me before my birth."

"The heart that gave birth to me is yours."

"You’ve made sure that the wind
doesn’t sway me nor the thorn pricks me."

"I held your finger through it all."

"My dreams are reflected in your eyes."

"I have this one desire to grow
deep in your heart."

And so, I fell.

"No matter what anyone says,
will this bond ever be erased?"

"Will this love for you ever reduce with time?"

"Even though I am in front of you,
I don’t meet with you."

"I worship you from afar."

"I will not ask for anything in return."

"I will never forget you."

"Never forget you."

"I will never forget you."

"Never forget you."

"He carried me before my birth."

"The heart that gave birth to me is yours."

"You’ve made sure that the wind
doesn’t sway me nor the thorn pricks me."

"I held your finger through it all."

"My dreams are reflected in your eyes."

"I have this one desire to grow
deep in your heart."

And so, I fell.

Excuse me, sir?
Dr. Kadali called.

Your student Abhi had a head injury.

She asked me to inform you.

Sir?

Abhi, what happened?

He fell down from the flight of
stairs on the 2nd floor.

Sir, this is Abhi’s death structure.

It takes almost eight days to kill him.

Must we really keep him here
and treat him for another eight days?

Wouldn’t it be better to kill him immediately?

If we shorten the treatment time,

there is a chance that it
would raise lot of suspicions.

He is a more intelligent than us.

Yeah! Sir,

According to his death structure,

CM’s brain death and Abhi death
would happen on the same day.

What do you say, sir?

Exactly!

Sir, if you confirm this plan, we will follow this.

Abhi?
Why are you sitting outside?

How are you feeling?

Sorry, I couldn’t focus on you
because I had other surgeries.

Well, how could you have slipped on those stairs?

I didn’t slip, sir.

It was deliberate.

I understand your intention.

If what you suspect is what
exactly what’s happening here…

What should we do to protect the CM?

Tell me...

See Mr. Ram Chandra,

I would like to discuss something
about the CM’s treatment.

What I mean to say is...

that we shouldn’t use this medicine
for the next couple of days.

Abhi, let’s move.

Yes, sir.

So, if we stop the CM from getting
this particular medication,

that means that, according to the
pattern that you analyzed,

we are stopping the reaction that
CM would have on Day 21.

Am I correct?

Yes, sir.

Give me your phone once.

Unlock it.

Sure, sir.

Please...

Putting a camera in the CM’s ICU is a crime.

But it’s necessary.

So, now onwards,

for the next two days, let’s monitor who is coming to
the CM’s room and what treatments are being given.

Students?

Yes, sir. They are students.
-Okay, carry on.

Slowly.
I’ll get the tablets.

Abhi!

Anything between you and Kadali?

Nothing, sir.

Nothing is better than something.

Sir?

Hello, sir?

Close it.

Yes, sir.
Yes, I asked you to close it.

Good that your uncle misunderstood my words.

That footage is very confidential.

Please be careful.

How is this possible, Abhi?

Hi, sir.

Hi, dear.

Didn’t we stop that medicine?

Did we make a mistake with the analysis?

Haven’t we been observing
him for the past 24 hours?

Well, Kadali gave me injection at 11:30 in the night.

After that, I fell asleep.

Is it?

Because I was tired, I was asleep
between 11:30 and 5 a.m.

I assumed that you would be watching
and you assumed that I would.

Abhi?
-Sir.

Could something have happened
during that time?

Sir, what’s going on?

Why are you sitting here and studying
instead of sitting in your spacious cabin?

Look there.
-I never saw a doctor such as Kumarji.

He is the doctor of the decade.
A gem in the canon of orthopaedics.

He has gotten so busy that
even I am unable to catch him.

But we are not the people to give up.
-I understand the situation you are in, sir.

You searched the cabins, washrooms
and the mortuary as well, didn’t you?

No, no.
Did he see you?

He is someone who writes books.

He is not the one to read books.
-I’ll take care of it.

Start at 11:30.
-Sure, sir.

Move it to 11:45.
-Yeah.

Move it to 12:15.

12:15.

Just keep moving.

Sir.

3:50 a.m.
Stop! Stop!

Looks like someone is approaching
the CM’s bed at 3:50 a.m.

Shit!

Abhi, I am beginning to believe
that what you said was a 100% correct.

Looks like they are going to do
something to the CM.

But I am shocked to see Kadali
involved in this conspiracy.

It’s really shocking.

I can understand what you are going through.

You are in love with her.

Do you think she knows that you are the CM’s son?

So, could she have seduced you deliberately?

First, if we have to know who is
doing all this, we have to follow her.

Stop, Abhi.

Hello, sir?

ICU 9?

Same dose?

Would it be alright if it takes 20 minutes?

Abhi?

How do we make sure that
she doesn’t set foot in ICU 9 again?

Switch that off!

It doesn’t have an off button.

What do you mean?

I found this today in the General ward
and pocketed it.

But I don’t know how to turn this off.
-Doctor Kumarji?

I was the one who made sure that your
assistant found that phone that doesn’t turn off.

I followed that ringtone and
found out where you were.

Open the door, please.

Doctor Kumar, please open the door.

The doctors of Delhi…

You are here to ruin it for me!

Try and handle him.

I am going to hide in here.

Open the door!

What horrible fate!

Kadali, I need to meet you.

Abhi, she is already there.

Do whatever you can to steal
that phone out of her hands.

Yes, sir.

You need to lock her in the laundry room.

Okay?

Do you understand what I’m saying?

Sure, sir.

We only have fifteen minutes.

Correct.

Go ahead, Abhi.

Take care.

Sir, you have to come.

Something has happened to Abhi.

Take a look, sir.

Abhi, what happened?

Sir…

Are you okay, Abhi?
-…do something.

The BP machine is right there.
Get it here.

Sir, here.

Okay.

Get the wheel chair immediately.

Kadali, go and get my medical
bag from the anteroom.

Kadali?

One minute.. Give me your phone.
Yeah.

My phone has no charge.

Sir?

Lock this door as well.

Sir, the door got locked.

Sir?

I am unable to open the lock on Kadali’s phone.

Do you have any idea
what the password could be?

No idea, sir.

Aisha?

Sir, I cracked it.

Is it?
-Yes, sir.

Here you go.
-Thank you... Thank you so much.

Do you want me to find out
who this phone belongs to?

No, no. Not required.
Not required.

Okay, done.

This is the person who called Kadali.

Such a decent person.

Yet he was the one who called Kadali.

How could he have asked her to
inject that medicine into the CM?

I don’t believe this.

Abhi, let’s go and confirm with
Kadali if it’s true.

I…I…I am scared.

What the hell is happening here?

Everything is confusing….

I am a 100% confirm.

Sir…

He…

I really don’t know how to react.

No.
Let’s go.

We have to move from here immediately.

Come.

Lock it.

The death protocol that we designed for
Abhi has been executed with perfection.

There will be no lose ends.

But he will experience cardiac
arrest within 48 hours and die.

And within an hour’s gap,
the CM will be brain dead as well.

So, these 48 hours will be crucial.

We must put our entire focus on these two.

Deal their death.

These are the orders from our boss.

He needs to be given these medicines.

Morning, afternoon and tomorrow.

Sorry, no tomorrow.

Earlier, he was the person who called Kadali.

Good evening, sir.

Sir, the injection that I would be giving Abhi at 11 p.m.
will complete the death structure we designed for him.

He will die in his sleep due to cardiac arrest.

We can declare his death
between 6 a.m. and 6: 50 a.m.

There ends the matter, sir.

Your coffee, sir.

Thank you.

Every doctor is a criminal.

It’s true.

That’s because our journey as a doctor
begins with the killing of a frog.

So, to keep someone alive,
you must know how to kill.

Because we are the ones who can keep someone
alive, we have the right to kill someone as well.

So, my dear doctors...

don’t hesitate to kill.

Such an intriguing thought.
How did this come to you, professor?

One night I went to the operation
theatre to perform a surgery.

So, I went to have a smoke.

A person came to me and
asked me if I needed help.

He told me that he would pay me 50 lakhs
if I made sure that the operation failed.

Success would have given me
50 thousand rupees.

An unsuccessful operation
would have paid me 50 lakhs.

I gave it a lot of thought.

So, what did you end up doing, professor?

I gave my wife an expensive
car worth 50 lakhs as a gift.

That was my first professional killing.

My thoughts did not stop there.

In this society, there are a lot of
people who want other people killed.

I wondered why we couldn’t use that
desire of theirs to help us grow rich.

So, I created a platform.

It’s professional contract killing
in corporate hospitals.

After I created this strategy,

I filtered all the doctors available
in this city for three and half years.

Amongst the 36,496 doctors
that are practicing here,

you people are the most notorious and corrupt.

Damn perfect.

Pulmonology, neurology, pathology,
radiology, anesthesiology and cardiology.

If all these departments collaborate,

it would be enough to kill a person.

If we put our mind to it,
we can save a person from death.

If we want to, we could even kill them.

We are Gods.

We are Gods.

From now onwards,

we must not meet with one another or behave with familiarity with each other within the walls of this hospital.

By the way, we can only communicate with each other
using the satellite phones that are provided here.

For any emergency.

Thomas, who is the one who would be coordinating
with us but is from the outside of this group.

His name is Yadav.

He is a goon at Amberpet.

Goon?
Can we trust him.

Goons are usually more loyal than us, sir.

Does he have any health complications?

Yadav has a small lymph node problem
that needs to be removed.

A small surgery is required.

Bring him in, we can operate on him.

But why all this, professor?

When we perform the surgery,
we need to put a bug inside him.

That’s because we need to be completely aware
of his every movement when he is working with us.

My dear doctors, let’s commence
our first criminal operation

with south India’s richest industrialist Mr. GSR.

We are going to kill Mr. GSR, who is the founder and the chairman of the GSR group of industries at our Breathe hospital.

His nephew Mukund Rao

has butted heads with GSR regarding the properties
that they own and has decided to kill GSR.

He contacted us with this offer.

150 crores plus GST.

When are you bringing GSR to the hospital, sir?

Any Friday, sir.

Every Friday, Mr. GSR sets his work aside
and spends time at home with his family.

We must collect all the information regarding GSR’s food habits, his present health condition and what he consumes and drinks.

It would be much better to manage
the chef who cooks at GSR’s house.

Just as every day, GSR has his
breakfast at 7:15 in the morning.

The chemical that we mix in his food will start
acting up and cause symptoms of food poisoning.

Where are you, doctor?
Father has a medical emergency.

Sorry, sir.
I am in Malaysia.

Is it?

We will send his personal doctor to
Malaysia on a Pharma trip from the company.

Excellent.

We will use this opportunity perfectly.

Our Breathe hospital’s ambulance
will be waiting there and

be the first one there under
the guise that someone called for it.

As soon as he comes to the hospital,
his death structure would be ready.

And from there on, we will start
treating him until his death.

Perfect!

We have successfully completed
our first death project.

So, cheers!

Cheers!

Our next target is the honorable
Bhagwan Guruji - Anand Baba.

To escape public scrutiny, his property
documents are under his follower's name.

And his follower is the one who gave us this contract.

The public has seen Anand baba using hookah.

If Anand baba’s death happens
due to respiratory failure,

it’s more likely that the public would believe it.

What do you say, sir?

Yes, let’s fix it.

The honorable Guruji who has been a source of
divinity to lakhs of people is going to be killed by us.

That should happen within 22 days.

Any sentiments.

I beg you.

The honorable Guruji Anand baba has died.

The Breathe hospital has announced that
his death was caused by respiratory failure.

The price we ask for killing
that judge is 250 crores.

The case of your son raping a teenage girl is going
to lead to sentencing by this judge for sure.

It doesn’t matter if you are an ex-central minister.
You have no choice other than us.

What if people begin to suspect that a lot of the
deaths of VIPs are linked to this hospital?

You see when thousands of patients finish their
treatments and are discharged with good health,

no one is going to suspect
a once in a year VIPs death.

Even if someone does suspect us.
There would be no proofs.

Because our modus operandi is
killing a person through natural treatment.

Every morning, I keep a track of all the conversations
that the voice bug in Yadav’s body captures, sir.

Yesterday evening, Yadav got quite drunk and
leaked all the details of our operation a journalist.

I got to know about it this morning, sir.

I need to speak to you, sir.
Just a bit of information.

After one hour.

Hello, professor.
Yadav is no more.

Well done.
Stay there for a bit.

Okay.

A journalist might drop by anytime.

Okay.

Bring him to Breath hospital as a patient.

Sure, professor.

The journalist has been speaking
nonsense to himself, sir.

Is he suffering from dementia?

It might be some psychological problem, sir.

Kill him immediately.
-Okay, sir.

This is the most prestigious criminal
operation of our career.

Assassination of our chief minister
through medical science.

It’s a 1500 crores project.

We must design the CM’s death
structure in such a way that,

later when the CBI, ACD and other investigative agencies
snoop around there are absolutely no loose ends.

Why are you discussing such
a dangerous secret here, sir?

It's better to talk by the lift, isn't it?

He is in the lift premises

He cracked the death structure
and showed it to me.

The reason why he began to investigate is because
of the mistake that Dr. Rajnish committed.

It was the fourth day since the CM was in the ICU.

Deviating from our death structure,

Dr. Rajnish forgot to give the medicine
that he was supposed to that afternoon.

That is the reason why, the convulsions that were
supposed to happen the next morning did not occur.

That is the reason why, the convulsions that were
supposed to happen the next morning did not occur.

When the duty doctor became unconscious, he stole
RMO’s phone and sent a message to Dr. Ram Chandra.

At exactly 4:20 in the morning, we ensured that the CM had convulsions and made that entry into his case sheet.

It’s our misfortune that he
was in the ICU at 4:20 a.m.

So, he knew what we were up to.

What do we do now?

Let’s kill him, sir.

Sir, if you give us a confirmation,
we will follow this.

We must make sure all that the CM
experiences are in line with his expectations.

But we must make sure that his suspicions are…

How about we make Kadali the scapegoat?

Yeah, sir.
Thank you... Thank you.

Sir you could check these 232 reports
and confirm them.

Or if you are pressed for time,
you could call Doctor Kadali.

What should I tell her when I call her?

Hello, sir.

You have to administer the
same medicine to CM.

ICU 9?

Yeah!

Why is she unconscious?

Nitrous oxide through the Air conditioner.

Make sure Kadali stays here and
is unconscious until Abhi’s death.

Tell me, ma’am.

You didn’t tell me what your expectations are.

Do you want us to kill him in this very hospital?

Tell me what you want.

I want freedom, ma’am.

We want to be free from indulging in these dirty
politics and do our duty with peace and dignity.

Do you think doctors are
professional killers?

You think we would kill you just because you order us to?

We have some ethics.

Vaidhyo Narayano Hari

Not just that.

In some crucial and pandemic situations,
we occupy a more important role than God.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t treat us with respect.

But please ensure that you
don’t treat doctors with disregard.

The injection that I would give Abhi at 11;30 in the night would lead to the completion of Abhi’s death structure, sir.

He would die of cardiac arrest in his sleep.

So, we can declare his death between 6 - 6:15 a.m.

Death?

It looks like it, sir.

A death in the hospital where
the CM is getting treated?

We must be on high alert.

Hi, sir.

Hello.

Do you understand what I am saying?
-Yes sir.

Wouldn’t post mortem examination be easier
if the death happened in the hospital?

What are you looking at?

Take the photo.

Ok.Sir

That is the treatment.

Didn’t you start the process the day before?

Excuse me, sir?

Are you going to manage this death in the same way, sir?

Excuse me, Hema Chandra.

What are you talking about?

Dr. Himavathi died due to
cardiac arrest at 3 in the morning.

Dr. Kadali confirmed the death.

Right?

What?

Dr. Kadali confirmed the death.

Yes, professor.

She was the one who signed on this.

You can check if you want to.

Kadali, I need to tell you something.

The CM is my father.

CM's wife is my aunt.

Ammu is my sister.

Ayisha,

just as Ismail uncle predicted,

the next VIP they intend to kill is the CM.

Uncle,

you are a criminal lawyer with 35 years of experience.

Tell me how to stop this crime.

The CM is going to be killed in this
very hospital within a week.

Today is the 17th day.

The CM is going to be brain dead on the 24th day.

Brother, couldn’t we tell Mukherjee
uncle or the DIG or the media outside?

Not until we know for sure who is involved in this.

There is no way we can believe anyone, Ammu.

I am sorry to say.

We can’t trust mother either.

The only clue that we have is…

Today it’s me.

Tomorrow it’s going to be you.

And then it’s all of you.

According to Thomas,
the four of them are involved in this.

Since it was a lady doctor who gave
Ismail uncle the injection before his death.

She must be one of them.

Next, their boss.

The fifth doctor who Thomas was speaking to.

We must catch those five doctors.

In a week’s time.

The footage around Ismail uncle’s treatment
has been deleted, uncle.

When I asked for the treatment videos
of the three VIPs,

they told me that it was stored in
old hard discs and they have crashed.

Abhi, I have a clue.

This is Guruji’s death structure.

This is GSR’s.

This is the judge’s.

There is only one disease transformation that is
unique and in common with the three of them.

Is it?
Yeah.

Is it possible that all these three were
designed by the same mastermind?

Moreover, there is the same transformation
in the CM’s structure.

Superb, Kadali!

Yes

The one who advised me
this on CM’s death structure is…

It causes multiple organ failure.

Okay.

Professor.

You mean to say that the professor could
be the one who orchestrated all this?

Might be.

Let’s start this search operation with the
professor who is at the least 10% suspicious.

Let’s give the file that contains information on how the
CM is going to be brain dead and observe his reactions.

How is all of this possible?

This is no ordinary feat.

First of all, we must inform the chairman
or the DGP of these developments.

Let’s go.

The professor is quite tensed, nephew.

From now onwards, we must observe the
professor’s behavior all through the 24 hours.

We must note where he is going
and who is he in contact with.

Everything.

Abhi, the professor has entered the OT right now.

We can only follow him until this point.

We don’t know what is going on inside.

What if the professor is innocent?

Doesn’t it mean that we wasted all our time?

There’s no use doubting him, Abhi.

We need confirmation.

Yes!

We don’t need to search for any other doctors.

They are the ones who would come to us.

How?

Within the next five minutes, I am going
to slip on the stairs and injure myself.

Abhi, why do you need to go through those lengths?

If I want to make sure that I am not
discharged from here, that is the only way.

If, as expected, the professor turns out to be the
culprit, he is not the kind to let go of me so easily.

He knows that I know way too much.

I am sure he must have planned my
death along with the CM’s with his team.

If I am injured now,

it would be easy for them to kill me
because I would be under their supervision.

They would be quite quick to treat me.

If everything happens according to this plan,

it would be easy for me to confirm who those
four are, along with the professor.

But it is a very dangerous game.

What if something happens to you?

We have no choice.

We don’t have time on our side.

Before I die from the treatment they give me,
we need to catch those five people.

That is the only solution.

Kadali, as soon I know the
side effects from the medicines that they give me,

I will keep you in the loop.

You must give me the antidote to that.

My suspicions were right, uncle.

Exactly eight hours of those doctors
treating me, I started to react.

You mean to say that we can now suspect
those four doctors, brother?

Correct.

Kadali

Did you get the list of doctors
who are in the professor’s OT?

There were seven doctors in the OT.

In there, are any of the doctors
who have treated me there?

If there are, there is a chance
that the professor would have told them this.

Yes, there are.

There are two specialists.

Dr. Ali and Dr. Sharma.

Do you mean to say that
those two are suspects?

No

The suspects are the ones who are
also on the list of doctors who treated the CM.

There is one Abhi

Dr. Sharma.

Yes, he is our suspect no. 2.

Let’s follow Sharma.

Are they your students?

Yes, sir.
Students.

Tell me...

See this.

Sharma has been flirting with a staff
nurse here for the past half an hour.

Are you seeing this?

Such a pervert!

Just a minute.

Isn’t this smart?

Ayisha, it’s very important.

What is it?

Did you see the phone in Sharma’s hand?

Yes.

Last night, I saw the exact
same phone on Thomas.

Is it?

Yeah.

Oh, shit.

I think I know about this.

It’s a different kind of satellite phone from DRDO.

These phones are used only by
Naxalites and terrorists.

They are even more dangerous
than them, dear.

Perhaps, if we search for the doctors
who have such kind of satellite phones…

Perfect!

Yes!

I saw the exact same kind of satellite
phone on another doctor, Abhi.

He is Dr. Dileep.

5th floor, Pulmonology department.

Uncle

I gave a print out of Dr. Dileep.

Take a look.

Hello, sir?

Close it.

Correct, I asked you to close that.

Your uncle misunderstood me for our benefit.

That footage is quite confidential.

Be careful.

Abhi, it’s shocking.

Take a look at this message.

I got a message from chairman Dr. Mukherjee sir
to give this injection to the CM at 3:50 a.m.

Professor was the one who told them that this
medicine be removed from the treatment.

If you have gotten a message asking
you to give that very same medicine,

it could all be professor’s game.

Looks like someone is heading towards
the CM’s bed at 3:50 in the morning.

I feel like this is a ruse to divert the
suspicions towards Kadali, Abhi.

No matter what you do, make sure
that you snatch the phone from her hands.

There is absolutely no doubt.

This is all a part of professor’s plan.

Do you understand what I mean?

If professor was the one who planned everything.

He must be up to something here.

If he asks you for your phone, give it to him.

Your phone?

Yeah.

He might lock you in that room.

Don’t worry.

Tell the professor that something happened
to me and ask him to come to me.

I must exhibit side effects for
what they injected me with.

It would seem natural.

Sir, you have to come.

Something is happening to Abhi.

Tell me, Kadali.

There is a satellite phone in the professor’s room.

Could this be Thomas’s phone?

If Thomas’s phone is found there, it could mean that the
person who took Thomas’s phone that day was…

Yes!

Ayisha, a male and female doctor are taking
Kadali from her room in a wheel chair.

Uncle, aren’t these doctors Rajnish and Dr. Hymavathi?

They are the ones who came
to treat the father many times.

Did you lock it?

Let’s go.

Ok

Looks like the door is locked.

What do we do now?

Won’t you leave me alone in the store room at least?!

Sorry, sir.

Who is he?

Where is the chief doctor?

I am going to finish him off today.

Kadali, how do you feel?

I am ok Uncle

Such a decent person.

How could he be the one to call Kadali?

How could he be the one instructing
Kadali to inject that medicine to the CM?

The professor’s laptop has all the information
regarding these satellite phones.

I already copied everything.

Even the password to unlock it.

Yes!

I got it!

But, Kadali, there are only five numbers in this.

And, no names.

It could be the numbers of the
five people that we suspect.

Abhi, let’s go to Kadali and
confirm all these things with her.

Hey!

Look at this, Kdali.

There are a few text messages in Thomas’s phone.

L3 GF

L3 4F

L3 8F.

What is all this?

I know what L3 means.

It’s lift 3.

If that’s the case, GF means?

It could be Ground Floor.

Perfect!

It means meet at Ground Floor of
lift 3 at that particular time.

Yes, this is what we expected exactly.

Thomas and Sharma were there
at that lift at that expected time.

Uncle, Sharma is the first culprit.

L3 GF 11:45 has Hymavathi,
Sharma and Thomas.

L3 GF 15:20 has Thomas with Dileep.

You mean to say that the professor…

100% confirmed.

Dizziness, heavy sweating.

Medicine might be dopamine overdose.

Might cause cardiac arrest.

They are going to kill you along
with the CM for sure, Abhi.

What if we kill them all?

What’s going on here DGP, sir?

Doctor’s deaths in the hospital
that CM is getting his treatment at?!

What if the media gets wind of this?

Sir, can you please keep it confidential?

Sure, chairman.
-Thank you.

Yeah, Mr. Mukherjee sir.

An intriguing development: the prime suspect
in the deaths of three doctors is in this hospital.

Is this your car key?

Of course, it’s mine.

But why are you asking me?

Those three murders took place with the
help of the knife that is in that car key.

The finger prints on the key and the fingerprints
inside the car that you use are all the same.

Is he professor Kundan Kumar?

I don’t understand what you’re saying.

Why would I murder my fellow doctors?

See, Mr. Kundan Kumar.

With the evidence that we have,
we could arrest you immediately and interrogate you.

But, since you are in the list of important
doctors that are treating the CM,

we are giving you an exemption on extreme grounds.

Until the CM’s treatment is over,
you are not to be arrested.

But, you should be within this hospital’s premises.

You must not go outside.

Isn’t all this your plan?

You knew everything and trapped me.

Sir, your coffee.

I ordered it for you, sir.

I knew that you would come to me, sir.

Dr. Sharma, Dr. Dileep,
Dr. Rajnish and Dr. Hymavathi.

We are the ones who killed all those four.

Even if we kill all of them,
we might not be able to protect the CM, Abhi.

Because CM’s life is in the professor’s hands.

Absolutely.

Good morning, sir.

Tell me, Commissioner.

A 12-year-old girl was brutally raped and killed at
the orphanage near Begam Bazar circle, sir.

One of those 5 men have escaped, sir.

The other four have been captured, sir.

What do you want us to do, sir?

Shoot them on the spot.

If possible, catch the fifth one and create proofs that the fifth one was the one who killed the other four and lock him up.

Sure, sir.

Thank you.

It’s okay to commit a crime to punish
those who committed a grave sin, son.

What if we kill those four and create proofs that
the professor was the one who killed those four?

You and your team secretly planned the
murders in lift 3.

There are CC cameras facing the lifts
on every floor.

Since there are CC cameras there,
it would be right to commit the murders there.

That footage will become the proof based on which the
professor will be convicted of those murders.

We need to make certain preparations
before we can execute the plan.

According to hospital’s CCTV footage,
I am in this room.

But I would be in lift 3.

Kadali, go to the professor’s cabin and
get a hold of his letter head.

Try to write a letter with the professor’s handwriting.

We must steal the satellite phone of one of the doctors and make sure that the letter reaches that doctor.

Hello?

Yes, madam.

Mariamma?

Yes, I am listening, ma’am.

I need a favor.

You need to write, “I lost my satellite phone.

Please don’t try to call me.
Let’s meet at L3, GF at 2:40 p.m.” on it.

Good afternoon, sir.

Professor Kundan Kumar sir
asked me to give this to you.

Since Sharma lost his phone, he would read the letter and
believe the contents of the letter to be true.

He would for sure try to get on the lift at
the exact time that we instructed.

Sharma started.

Professor, I lost my satellite
phone as well.

We need to steal one of the doctor’s
satellite phones beforehand.

Something is wrong.

What do you say?

What are you doing here?

Why are you wearing that PP kit?

I am going to complain about you at this very instant.

Your phone will not work here, doctor.

I already hacked the IP address of
doctor Sharma’s phone.

I also blocked his incoming and
outgoing calls.

Why is it not opening?

Come on.

Your guess is correct, sir.

The lift is also hacked.

We need to make sure that the lift 3 is
completely under our control.

It’s very fast, Ayisha.

Yes, it’s slowed down.

Make sure that the lift opens up
only when we get onto it.

If anyone tries to call for it and get into it,
it must not function.

Yeah.

Abhi, we don’t have a lot of time.

Be careful, brother.

Finish him fast.

Hurry up, nephew.

Let me go.

Abhi, what happened?

Ayisha, I don’t understand what’s going on?

Make sure that you slow the lift down further.

This was the first time in my life that
I used my hands to kill someone.

My heart is hammering, sir.

My hand is shivering.

My eyes are in tears, sir.

Breathing life into someone is difficult, sir.

But taking a life is even more difficult, sir.

But CM stayed in the ICU for 23 days despite
not knowing what exactly happened to him.

I remembered the face of the CM
who was inching closer to death by the day.

I killed him, sir.

Sharma is finished.

But,

there is evidence that you committed
that murder.

We must make sure to collect the gloves
that contain the fingerprints of the professor.

Sir, room cleaning.

Come in.p

Professor’s car keys as well.

By the time the lift comes from the car park
to the fourth floor, we are going to kill Sharma.

We will make sure that the professor
gets on the lift on that exact floor.

Abhi,

using the stolen satellite phone from Dr. Sharma,
I sent a message to the professor asking

him to come to the Lift 3 GF at 2:40 p.m.

He should be there by now.

Abhi, the professor is coming towards the lift.

The professor who gets on the lift will
be waiting for Sharma.

He will wonder why Sharma isn’t there yet.

Ammu, we need to replicate the back
wall of the elevator exactly.

We need a dummy wall.

Sure, brother.

Dolly, this is very urgent.

I sent you the measurements yesterday.

I want a PVC folding door with
the exact same measurements.

Hold on.

The CM’s daughter requested for it.

What is in it?

Hello, excuse me.

It’s my study table.

Allow him.

Kadali, is this okay?

Yes.

Take this.

Finally, he will message Sharma.

We will reply to him from Sharma’s phone.

It would read, “Not coming”.

The professor gets irritated.

He leaves in irritation.

But given the footage recorded in the CC cameras,
the whole incident would look to be entirely different.

That’s…

Sharma would get on the ground floor and
kill Dr. Sharma who gets on the fourth floor,

waits a while and leaves the elevator.

It’s not over yet, sir.

Uncle who has been waiting on
that floor goes into the lift with a stretcher.

He collects Sharma’s body and comes out.

Uncle goes to where the professor is at and asks him where he would like the contents of the stretcher to be placed.

Sir, where do you want me to take this dead body?

Left side.

The professor casually instructs him
on the direction he is supposed to take.

But looking at the footage it would seem that the professor was the one who instructs his assistant to dispose off the dead body.

Who is next?

Dr. Dileep.

Sir, there is another body.

Should I head that way?

Yes, take it to the left.

Okay, sir.

Next.

Sir, well…

Take the straight and turn right.

Okay sir.

Stop there.

Sir!

It should be inside.

Go now.

Thank you sir.

Dr. Hymavathi has a sudden surgery.

It must take one hour for her to get out of it.

Wouldn’t it be difficult to control the lift for so long?

We can deal with Hymavathi later.

Operation abort.

Abhi, we are so lucky,

Looks like Dr. Hymavathy is coming to your room.

Dr. Hymavathy who entered my room comes to kill me by inducing a natural cardiac arrest through this medicine.

We injected it into her, sir.

There are five people together
in the professor’s team.

We planned a new sort of crime.

We take the contract and
kill VIPs through the treatment.

Thus far, we have killed three people.

We killed the journalist who investigated this.

It’s the same process to kill the CM.

1500 crores contract.

The professor is the one
who planned the entire operation.

Since the CM’s death is in the last stage,

the professor decided that
he doesn’t need us anymore.

He killed three of the others.

Since I was in the surgery, I escaped.

Please save me from the professor.

In the guise of treating of people,
you have killed them in this very hospital.

There might not be any proofs for that.

But there are proofs to show that you
have killed those four people.

We have left the dead bodies in that
store room just as primary evidence.

We also took care of your car keys.

The police could do wonders with
that little evidence, sir.

They will start investigating and reach
the CCTV footage.

Even if they miss it, we will make sure
that the footage reaches them.

Have some water.

This is a deadlock for you.

There is just one person who can get
you out of this deadlock that you find yourself in.

You must have already guessed
who that person is.

I understand everything.

You want the CM’s health to get back to normal.

The reason why the CM’s health
came to this state is...

me.

I will take the responsibility of reversing
the damage from...

the treatment and bring him back to normalcy.

Within a span of 10 -15 days,
I will bring him back to better health.

Okay?

Why are you all looking at me like that?

What else do you want?

We need the list of people
who gave you the contract.

You know, Abhi.

They are very dangerous.

Are they more dangerous than you, sir?

In this state, 90% of the corporate hospitals,

are much more profitable than all the businesses combined under the Dhaji group of industries.

Ensuring that there is no difference between
corporate hospitals or government hospitals,

we are going to provide quality free healthcare.

This is my resolution.

Am I just supposed to sit and watch
when he makes healthcare free for all?

We, the corporates, are the ones who
decide the laws that you people pass.

Did your CM forget about that?

Mr. Kutumba Rao, the only two things that the
people need is free education and free healthcare

If the CM began to think about the welfare
of the people, he shouldn’t stay alive for long.

Let’s kill him.

We have a lot of social welfare schemes, don’t we?

Let’s get rid of all of them.

Sir, what I am telling you is that,

in the group of hospitals we own and operate,
there is a hospital called Breathe.

There is a doctor’s gang that takes on
contracts of killing anyone.

I studied them carefully, sir.

Their criminal history is quite strong, sir.

I will take care of any law-and-order issues that
crop up with regards to CM assassination.

We can manage the total legal system

such as the CBI and CID as well, sir.

As a health minister,
I couldn’t really earn a lot.

If you make me the chief minister,
I will lay the entire state at your feet.

Make sure that the CM has the
water that I arranged for this plan to work.

We will take care of the rest.

350 crores as advance.

Thank you, sir.

The remaining amount will be
handed over after the work is done.

Okay, sir.

How soon do you want the CM dead after
he is admitted into the hospital?

The choice is yours.

Before the CM wakes up,

everyone who planned his murder must be killed.

Breaking news.

Professor Kundan Kumar died a few
minutes ago due to a cardiac arrest.

Before the culprits who contracted the
professor to kill the CM make a move,

we have to start the very same
treatment for the professor’s death.

By the time the treatment period is over...

and before the professor gets to know
what’s going on with him, the professor will be dead.

Sir, your coffee.

We’ve ordered it for you.

No doctor in the world with the intent to kill
another human being, has the right to live.

Sorry.

Breaking news...

In a few moments, the Chief minister of the state,

Aditya Verma, is going to be discharged
from Breathe hospital, with a clean bill of health.

The state health minister was admitted into
the hospital due to high levels of Blood Pressure

Dhaji group CMD, Mr. Dhaji, has been
admitted into the Breathe hospital at 11:20 am

due to plummeting levels of blood sugar

We’ve found that the family members of the
Additional DGP are worried about his health.

We’ve been waiting to meet you for a week.

I haven’t met you for a while now.

Finally, Ammu told me

She told me that you’re staying here.

Why are you looking at me like that?

I know everything about you.

I know what you did in my hospital.

I know what happened.

Every single thing.

Come.

It must be the morning that your father,
the CM, was discharged.

I was beside your aunt and she
was still determined to kill you somehow.

While she was giving a contract to
someone to kill you,

Ammu quarreled with her and hit her.

Later, she told me about what
happened in the hospital.

She told me what you did to protect the CM.

When she heard that the person
who saved her husband was

ready to even lay his life down for that purpose,

she didn’t know how to react to that
information and went into a psychedelic shock.

After she recovers,

perhaps the first person
she would like to talk to is you.

She would want your forgiveness.

Sir?

What’s going on with you?

I was discharged from the hospital after 42 days

and a lot of people have called to ask me
how I was and congratulate me on my recovery.

But you…

Mother, drink it.

What is this?

Did you never feel like calling me?

Did you even know that I was in the hospital?

Shouldn’t you care?

Well, sir…

Tell me.

I was a little occupied.

Forget about all that.

Please call me ‘father’.

I promised aunt that I wouldn’t do that, sir.

I am sorry.

Son!
Son!

A doctor is supposed to protect.

And you have protected a lot.

You protected your father’s life,
the reputation of my hospital…

And most importantly,

the faith that the people have on
doctors that their lives would be saved.

You protected that trust.

I wonder what would happen
if you leaked everything

that happened in the hospital to the public.

If you don’t mind, please come and
work as a doctor at my hospital.

Thank you so much for your offer, sir.

But, I killed a lot of people with these hands.

I don’t have the right to treat patients.

My dream to become a doctor must stay a dream.

This is the punishment that
I am giving myself for this life.

Sorry, sir.

Chukka!

Why did you shout, sir?
What happened?

I finally understood what would happen
when these three are mixed together.

What would happen?

It’s H2O.

It’s water.

I am safe.

Thank goodness!

Finally, you have become a doctor.

Congratulation.
-Thanks

Doctor Kumarji,

are you ready to get felicitated
in the United States?