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We haven't partied since forever!

It was the best gift.
Apart from the cake, which was great.

No sugar from now, though.

I know.

I'm wishing the kids good night.

Dr. Fanti.

Have a seat.

I would've called you in a bit.

Where's Agnese?

She was asked
to leave as Chief Medical Officer.

-What?
-Until the investigation is open.

I'm here to fill in for here,

but only temporarily.

This investigation makes no sense.

And you're not a doctor.

But my job is solving
this kind of situations.

Holding a candle?

You're straightforward as they say.

No, I'm here to preserve her role.

The hospital won't look
for a new Chief Medical Officer.

And we all believe
the investigation will have no result.

What did you choose?

The Health Directorate is in favor
of your reinstatement as chief.

But you'll have to pass some tests

so the hospital can assess
your suitability.

Of course, it seemed too easy.

I've been studying for months
to catch up the years I lost.

Very good.

But that's not enough.

We'll have to assess your reaction
in stressful situations,

responsibility ones as well,

the kind chiefs often find themselves in.

-Fine. When can I start?
-Wait.

My job is to inform you
of the terms as well.

Have a seat, Fanti.

Listen.

If you won't pass the tests,

your unfitness will be official.

Not only you won't reinstate as chief,

but you won't be a doctor.

Anymore.

And not only at Policlinico Ambrosiano.

Sleep over it.

Don't answer impulsively.

He's right,
it's a decision you have to think over.

No, it's rubbish.

-They want to get rid of me.
-They're not the point. You are.

Are you willing to risk everything
to be chief again?

You may not succeed.

You have to consider it.

If I don't do it,
my ward will fall apart.

And you'll fall apart
if you can't be a doctor.

Andrea, what are you doing here?

I wouldn't miss
seeing you in scrubs again.

I'm only sorry you ended up in this mess

and in this ward.

Yours is better?

At least I'm in scrubs again,
even though I don't remember a lot.

Enrico, can you assist me during the visit

for the suspect dystrophy.

Yes, I'm joining you.

I just have to get rid
of the jealous husband.

This time you have to face it differently.

I can't bear the thought
of losing you again.

It won't happen.

I won't turn 50 anymore for sure.

I'm joking.

-I promise.
-No more promises.

Speak the truth.

You don't just have diabetes.

You have diabetes because you're ill.

-Maybe, if we say that to--
-Alessia, that's pathetic.

Diabetes is not the point.

Mr. Moggi, good morning.

-Morning.
-Morning.

Sorry to bother you.

I can't resist the cream.

You ate a lot of it
if you have 900 of glycaemia.

My fault. I shouldn't have given him
a birthday cake.

And I shouldn't have left
the leftovers in the fridge.

There are fake birthday cakes.

And there are no sugar sweets.

Unfortunately.

No, but I'll only eat that kind.

No worries, we'll get you back in shape.

Until next time.

No, there mustn't be a next time.

This has to be clear.

It could be the last.

Of course. As my wife said,

CHALLENGES

-there won't be one.
-The patient was in hyperosmolar coma.

In the ER they saved him by a hair,

and they rehydrated him,
but he still has high glycaemia.

His name is Carmine Moggi, he's 50,

has diabetes for a while now

and he's at risk because he went
in hyperosmolar coma several times.

Keep hydrating him
and add insulin when potassium hits 3.3.

As soon as glycaemia settles down,
send him home.

We should rather try to understand
why he has a history of coma relapses.

He doesn't eat as he should.

You also have to request
a suitable special diet.

You're here to work
or just waiting to leave?

I'll take care of the diet.

You're sadist.

I always said you should be chief.

No offense.

None taken. I like Giulia's style.

Could you avoid getting me in the way
of your personal matters?

You're right. Sorry.

If it wasn't for her, I wouldn't have
to make a difficult choice.

You offered me the chief role,

and I wouldn't have accepted
if I had known Fanti was my opponent.

We didn't expect him
to ask for a reinstatement.

And nobody's asking you to compete.

But I have to prove
I'm more suitable than him.

Actually, no.

If he passes the test,
the role is his regardless.

-However--
-What?

Maybe Fanti won't confirm his choice.

And my ward conversion proposal?

-I was about to ask for quotes.
-Do it.

Until there's Fanti,
we won't be able to consider it.

But I believe you can make it.

Now excuse me,
I have to resume the doctors' reports

for the investigation about the pandemic.

You can attend the interviews
for her ward.

You're still leading it, am I right?

CHIEF MEDICAL OFFICER

At first I was intubated,

and I've been so for two weeks.

The first who noticed that was COVID,
when it wasn't called like that,

was Fanti.

Were you the first to be infected
in the ward?

Is it a difficult question?

We have to reconstruct what happened
and compare it with the records.

Yes.

It was me.

I'll take care of her.
You go to the one in room 3.

If you're calling numbers, we're fucked.

We have the face shields,
they're in the locker room.

And the tests as well,
we have to take them all.

She woke up, Doc.

How could things go that out of hand?

That's true, but oximetry was very low.

We don't know a lot about this virus,
but what's clear is that it's a beast.

She's strong. She'll make it.

Listen.

Now we need you for other patients too.

Okay?

Doc, we have two patients in ICU
and three in every SICU.

It's 25 patients total.

I recorded 30 hospitalizations
and requests are doubling every hour.

Let's make two ventilators out of one.

Patients in SICU will sustain it.

Okay, but we need beds.

I'm telling Agnese
and calling technicians.

She needs oxygen,
but there are no vacancies.

Alba!

-Where are the O-tanks?
-All gone.

To the ICU. There's an empty bed.

No, Andrea, we can't.

Go, turn.

Your way.

-Dr. Valenti?
-You heard from your mother?

-No, why?
-I guessed it.

She's at home with COVID.

Call her.

We must preserve beds
for who has more chances.

That's not the case of a 80-years-old
with pre-existing conditions.

Sorry. I wouldn't have given her
the last spot in the ICU.

That's unacceptable.

We can't decide who lives and who dies.

We have to admit everybody
until we have doctors, beds and oxygen.

What would we do if another Giulia,
another pregnant woman, comes in?

-You're not thinking straight!
-I'm the only who thinks straight!

It's a war. We'll have to do things
we never did, that never happened to us.

Since I'm the highest ranking doctor,
I decide.

You don't really think it.

You're not that kind of doctor.

Maybe you're not that straightforward.
Your eyes are red. Are you feeling well?

-Yes.
-You got fever?

Yes, since three days.

And you got tested?

What? Giulia may have infected you.

I can't believe it.

And if it was me who infected her?

If it was me who brought the virus in?

Go get tested!

What do we do, if I'm positive?

You go home and get well ASAP.

You did everything in good faith, no?

Okay, then go.

Teresa, can you have him tested, please?

Doc.

Can you call my mother, please?

-Why?
-She has COVID.

I have 94. Not that serious.

But you also have fever and cough.

Andrea, I have COVID.

I'll have your lungs scanned at home.

You are the patient, now.

I know it's hard, but you'll get used to.

She knows what she does,
but I'd double check her.

Can I go?

Lazzarini is positive. I sent him home.

We need back up.

In the meantime, we have six beds
and oxygen splitters.

What are you doing here, Caro?

I've been assigned to this ward.

Tops of the class join the critical wards.

They really did that?

They qualified recent graduates
with no internship or test passed?

Everything's ready. We can enter and exit
the COVID area though there.

Great. Explain the procedures to Carolina.

Provide her with PPEs
and show her the ward.

She's now one of us.

Okay.

I'd go at my mother's.

I'll come back ASAP.

Okay.

-What's happening?
-Martelli has COVID too.

I'll look for other beds.

Since you're making decisions,
always do that.

I don't care you're just an assistant.

Without Lazzarini and Giordano,
you're responsible for the ward.

There were few of us.

In less than 48 hours we ended up
shorter of three doctors and four nurses.

And who was making choices,
with no chief or attendings?

We didn't have time for that.

We had to act.

There was Fanti.

I'm guessing he never backed down.

Each one of us was responsible
for their choices.

Dr. Fanti's only merit

was to encourage us to do so.

Good. Thanks.

Hi.

Sorry to be a party pooper,
but visiting hours are over.

Bye, Dad. Behave yourself.

It's going to be easy, here.

I know you.

You're capable of going to the cafeteria
with the IV on.

-Bye, Dad.
-Bye, Edo.

-Bye, honey.
-Bye.

-See you tomorrow.
-See you.

-You have a beautiful family.
-I know. They're my life.

Then you have to do anything
to keep them close.

Listen--

Your parameters are getting stable.
Later we'll boost the insulin.

You'll go home soon,
and then it'll be up to you and you only.

You have to decide

to control your diet for good

and exercise. Can you do it?

'Cause your wife seemed a little scared.

Yeah, I've done it several times.

I even lost 25 kilos, once.

Several times?

Yes. The problem is
that then I gain weight again.

No, if you gain weight
is because you don't follow the diet.

You have to understand
that this could be your last chance.

I play dumb,

but I'm not such.

I completely understand
the situation I'm in.

And I'm not looking to die.

I don't want to leave my family alone.

I can do anything, for them.

Even undergoing such a humiliation.

Dear God.

Enjoy, then.

Thanks.

You're not coming?

-Yes.
-You've been working since this morning.

Relax. I have some dailies to check,
this one to drink and I'm done.

We're not in emergency anymore,
you can't keep going on like that.

Or you head will explode.

Caro, don't worry. I'm done.

You almost done?

Yes!

Ehi!

Always at the hospital?

-You started in the morning, didn't you?
-Yes, they already made me notice.

How did it go with your father?

He forgave me.

He said he was his fault too

because he knew who he was marrying.

Look on the bright side.

If you had lived with your mother,
maybe you wouldn't have studied Medicine

and never met
the best person in your life.

Doc?

I am the funny one usually, lady!

-When are you coming back?
-Soon.

I don't know exactly yet,
but I still want to enjoy family time.

And I am spending too much time here?

What should I do?

Between quarantine and leave of absence,

we spent maybe two months together,
this year.

I'm telling you:

I'll cheat on you with the new nurse.

I warned you, didn't I?

Kisses, my love. Bye.

CALL ENDED

There are no criticalities,

I'll scan you again in a few days.

No, I'll call you if I need it.

No, I'll call you and you'll update me.

And use the oxygen, tonight.

I'll check on you later.

-Ehi, honey.
-I fucked up.

I took off my glasses and mask
with the gloves on.

What do I do, now?

You have to quarantine!

We can't afford any risks.

Why am I so stupid?

We're already short-staffed.

The test is going to be negative,

and when you'll be back

we'll need someone rested.

You tell the others, okay?

-Please.
-Yes.

-What happened? She touched anything?
-She hasn't followed the procedure.

No, shut up. Don't say it.

I won't lose my breath over it.

After 14 hours, I only want to go out.

-Can we stop avoiding each other?
-Of course.

Do you want to sleep over?
Until you leave, we can fuck.

Are you serious?

You jerk, I won't sleep with you anymore.
You should've thought about that before.

But I can think about the truce.

It's not easy to avoid you.

I'm sorry.

I didn't want to put you in trouble.

Leave it.

Talking about my problems
with all that's going on...

is ridiculous.

It's crazy trying to determine who made
which kind of mistake in a pandemic.

It's what we're asked to do.

Great. No mistake was made, then.

Dr. Russo...

No mistakes?

-It has to be plausible.
-You can say otherwise?

Don't think so. You were in high places

handling money, I'm guessing. And you?

Partially lab, partially talk show.

The Italian leading expert on the virus

and you never entered a ward.

Straightforwardness is contagious.

You think certain mistakes
could've been avoided?

-That they could be predicted?
-Of course.

Looking back now.

How's it going?

What happened?

I'm taking five
between the disasters in my life.

It's still bad, at home?

Davide sent me this video.

If you leave me alone
I'll empty the pantry

Cool.

I'll eat snacks

He's promising.

Isn't he?

He does these things with Davide only.

He barely talks with me,
let alone singing.

Then again, I left him
as soon as I had him in foster care.

What did I expect?

He'll understand.

He knows you've been stuck here with us
for months, fighting COVID.

Knowing it is not enough, at his age.

Which is the other disaster?
The investigation?

I don't know what to expect.

What will affect the verdict?

The missing supplies,

the shifts all over the place...
Cause they've all been issues.

But there never was neglect
or willful misconduct.

Even Caruso says it's a mere formality.

But it'll take months.
And something could go wrong anyways.

If I was the chief,
it would all be different.

If Cecilia fires us all, it won't be great
for the investigation committee.

Andrea, you can't take the chance
of accepting Caruso's offer.

There's people saying yes
to harder challenges.

If I make a mistake, I lose the job,
not my life.

Anyway, I'm by your side.

Whichever decision you make.
But don't do it for me.

Investigation will go as it has to.
Worst scenario is me staying on the floor.

It's not serious.
I don't risk my life either.

What's up?

Today food wasn't bad.

You fancy a walk?

No, thanks. I don't feel like it.

You said you'd do everything
for your family.

You almost convinced me
to accept a rather risky challenge.

-Then what happened?
-I saw you at the cafeteria.

You went there to eat behind my back?

How dare you!

You think I don't care about my family?

Go on, measure my blood sugar level!

-Go on, measure it!
-Why were you there? Tell me.

I was walking.

Too much sedentariness is bad.
You told me so!

And now I'm tired.

So much that I don't remember
since when I've been here.

I don't know you with your challenge,
but I'll win mine.

Come in!

Kidane.

You need a consult?

I need it for myself.

Go ahead, I'm listening.

I had a panic attack.

And it's not the first one.

I thought they would stop when we'd be
back to normal, but that's not the case.

Have a seat.

Breathe.

It's no big deal
and there's nothing wrong with it.

You know how many doctors
suffered from them only here?

So many.

It's like after war.

We're COVID vets.

That's why the polyclinic
provided its staff with a therapist

with expertise in PTSD.

Her name is Lucia Ferrari.

She's young, but very talented.
I'll make an appointment.

Thanks.

Thanks, but--

I'm leaving soon.

And I don't want to start a therapy.

I want an emergency treatment
for there, in case it happens again.

You want drugs?

-Yes.
-But it makes no sense

to treat the symptom
without facing the cause,

so you do both
or I won't give you the drugs.

FIRST AND LAST NAME

MEDICAL CONDITION

It's Mr. Addison's disease?

Butt out, Mr. Prefrontal Cortex Injury.

It wasn't hard to guess.
You've been talking for months.

And that's the only thing we did.

We never met.

Even though it's no more my patient.

And since we're back to normal,
we talk even less.

It's a shame.

Right. That's why
I decided to go visiting him.

What do you think?

If he never asked you for a date
after all this time,

there's something going on.

Or he's just very shy.

-Very shy.
-Very shy.

It's true you'll be chief again?

Who told you so?

I said it because you seemed pretty sure.

I'd like to, yes.

I'd want our ward
to stay the same.

But if you don't pass the test,
you won't be a doctor anymore.

-Who told you so?
-Teresa.

You're worse than country big mouths.

No, we're a family.

A great one, with no secrets.

That's why we tell you
that you can't accept it.

If I don't accept,
Cecilia will be chief and take you down.

Yeah.

The fuck she does. I'm under contract.

They don't want me?
They have to fire me.

And I have the disabled card, so--
They don't stand a chance.

-And you?
-I'll stay until it's needed.

Cecilia will have to settle for your head.

-Blue dog.
-Blue dog.

Look alive, he's a spy.

I think so too.

You're being paranoid.

He's just one who minds his business.

Maybe it's time you tell us
what really scares you.

You think your husband won't make it
this time either.

He won't ever make it.

He seems very determined to make it.

With words, yes.

But you don't know it.
It took years for him to get clean.

From what?

We met when he was in rehab.

But he was getting out of it, he was fine.

We fell in love.

He was very sweet, funny...

Skinny as a rail.

I didn't know he stopped and started using
again three times,

and while we were together,

after the rehab,

he had a relapse.

He overdosed.

He didn't die only because I came back
to tell him I was pregnant.

Our daughter saved him.

Them and later on.

He stopped for her.

If he managed to stop using,
he'll make it with sugar as well.

No. The issue never went away.

He won't admit it,
but he's never overcome his addiction.

He transferred it on food.

I didn't care he got fat.

I cared about him.

Then the diabetes and the first coma.

I try to help him,
but I can't control him all day long.

Now the risk is too high.

If he comes back home, he will relapse.

Help me find a cure
that doesn't rely on his will only.

I beg you.

A psychiatrist may help him face
his addiction, but therapy needs time.

It's not something you solve with drugs.

He can take them,
but alongside therapy, of course.

He decided he can make it
if he follows this path.

His wife says he won't.

She's scared.

The problem is if she's right,
next time may be his last.

Why don't you go surgical?

With a gastric bypass,
he can be well without too much upheaval.

Except for a rather invasive surgery.

Yeah, but I'd let him choose.

But I am his doctor,
and I don't trust patients' judgement.

Yes, but he can definitely...

He's in a coma again.

Let's see what happens.

What?

Okay, I'll talk with the therapist.

But you give me the support medication.

I'll make an appointment.

Prepare hypotonic fluid infusion
and insulin. I'll check the blood sugar.

So much for making it.

His daughter was right,
he's been eating in secret.

It's impossible, we spoke.

Never trust an addict.

I'm ready.

No, wait! He's not hyperosmolar.

He's hypoglycemic.

We're losing him.
I'll look for an amp of glucose.

Carmine, stay with us!

How could a hyperglycemic patient
almost die for hypoglycemia?

-Well?
-We don't know yet.

We had to wake him up first.

There's only one explanation:
you got the treatment wrong.

Maybe too much insulin.

Either way, it's my responsibility.
No need to find a guilty party.

You need to find the mistake.

I'll speak to his wife.

We got nothing wrong, I'm positive.

Something happened.

Take the record and recheck everything.

Have you tried changing perspective?

Maybe the issue is not too many drugs,
but too little food.

The diet is calibrated on him.

You sure the patient ate at all?

Addicts usually don't make renunciations
but drastically.

By completely eliminating their addiction,
in this case food.

Zucchini, thanks.

It's always nice to eat with you.

Some eggplant, thanks.

What happened?

You were throwing food away.

As far as possible so we didn't find it.
That's why you were down.

Forgive me.

Fasting made his glycaemia fall down.

I should've noticed it before.
Yesterday, he was edgy and sleepy.

He already was mildly hypoglycemic.

Why didn't you notice it?

I was a fool.

I thought he could make it on his own,

but not that he could do it the wrong way,

by not eating at all.

At least now we know
we did nothing wrong.

Run a full blood panel.

I'll check with Surgery
about that gastric bypass,

like Cesconi suggested.

You were kind to highlight it,
but I don't have the copyright.

The mistake is always in the method.

Basing on the relationship
to treat the patient.

And you can't wait to use it against me.

I'm interested in the mistake,
not who made it.

Come see Caruso as soon as you can.

Riccardo says Tedeschi
wants to set you up.

I think it's a little better than that.

I think she only wants
to understand the mistakes made.

You could avoid telling them,

like everybody did.

But there wasn't everybody, that day.

Gastric bypass is doable.

Thanks.

What is exactly?

To simplify, it's the creation
of a gastric diversion

which is linked directly
to the small bowel.

The total weight loss
can go up to 60%,

and in patients with type-2 diabetes
in most case there is a disease remission.

-Why didn't I do it before?
-It's always surgery.

The essential thing you have to understand
is another one.

After surgery,
you won't start eating everything again.

You have to strictly adhere
to an adequate food regime.

If not so, in more than 40% of the cases,
there's long-term failure.

Okay. May we go back
to what you said before?

It'll be easier to follow
a less strict diet without the fear

of glucose spikes.

That's very important for me.

And you'll have time to face the problem
from the psychological point of view.

It's like declaring failure beforehand.

I can't make it on my own.

Who said we should make it on our own?

It's more important

to live life to the fullest.

Yes.

I agree. I shall let you think about it.

Let me know what you decide.

In case, we'll have to give your bed
to someone else.

Have a good day.

Martelli's style.

What do you think it went wrong
while dealing with COVID?

Apart from the two, three deaths per day?

Did you notice any mistakes
in managing the ward?

We didn't have time to understand
what we were doing wrong.

But...

The truth is...

Each one of those deaths

was a mistake
we'll have to live with forever.

-How's she doing?
-Better. She'll make it.

Why you look at me like that?
Her vitals have been better...

Considering her age...

Maybe Giulia's vitals are getting better,

but the baby...

I'm sorry.

I'll schedule the scrape.

I'm sorry, Giulia.

I'm so sorry.

You have to fight back now.

The ward needs you.

Lorenzo needs you. I need you.

Alba, tell me.

I got tested after 10 days.
Still positive.

I'm sorry, Doc.

I'm an idiot.

Don't worry. Don't think about it.

Maybe you got infected at the hospital.
How are you doing?

Well. I'm asymptomatic.

I'm going at my mother's,
so I can take care of her.

Okay, keep me up to date.

Edoardo, what's up? Any issues?

Good morning to you too.

We've got as many issues as you want.

I called you to get a glimpse
of the ward.

So you don't die of nostalgia.

Wait a second.

I can't believe it.

You called me to check on me?

Not to check on you.

To see how you're doing.
It's a little different.

You're there all alone, so I thought--

Why you make it sound like it's a shame?

Because now you should take care
of people dying.

And not kiss your chief's ass.

Come on, don't be offended!

You know why you can't make me mad?

Because I know exactly what you're doing.
But it doesn't work with me.

I don't understand. What do you mean?

You reckon you're going to die.

Am I right?

And now you're being a bitch with me

to keep me away,
so I don't grieve too much.

Bullshit!

You did exactly the same
with your daughter.

-I'm scared, Edoardo.
-I know.

I'm scared too.

And I'm not infected yet.
But listen carefully, Fabrizia.

I'm certain this fear
will be important for you.

Because it'll make you do everything you
need to fight this disease. You hear me?

Easy. Lay down.

Look at what I found
while looking for the scissors.

And I wondered,

who keeps their daughter's pics
in the kitchen drawer?

Well--

Someone who wants to see them every day.

Then it's true, what Valenti said.

You kept me away my whole life

so I didn't miss you
while you were in the US.

At the risk of grieving you too.

It's bullshit, isn't it?

A big one.

You know when I felt it?

The first time you entered

the OR.

I was so proud.

You father has never forgiven me

for everything I missed about you.

And he was right about that.

I'm stubborn.

Yet, what have I achieved?

What's your favorite color? I don't know.

I really wanted to go on holiday with you.

But nothing.

And your first crush? I wasn't there.

I wasn't there, sorry. Forgive me.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

We're going to make up for lost time.

Okay?

Then we're going at dad's.

And we're talking with him together.

It's not true he's never forgiven you.

Easy, easy.

-Well?
-They just left with her.

Give her an oxygen helmet.

Yes, don't worry. We're ready.

Ricca, she apologized for everything.

We made up.

Only you could've done it.

You literally tore down Martelli's armor.

I think the whole polyclinic
will be grateful for that.

Hey.

I'm proud of you.

Everything okay?

Let's say so. Except for Tedeschi,
who grilled me about COVID.

Okay, I have a proposal.

Why don't we all go for a drink
like the old days to exorcize everything?

I can't. I'm on call.

And I have a date.

Bye.

Listen.

Tonight my roommate

is making cacio e pepe with Pecorino
her grandma brought from Rome.

Want to come over?

Try swallowing it with that.

A beer would be better to celebrate,
but it wasn't the case.

-Celebrate what?
-You being alive.

I found lots of recipes
for sugar-free sweets. They seem good.

They are.

Sweets are not the issue.

Alessia is right. I'm an addict.

A total failure.

After surgery, even my children

will be totally ashamed of me.

I think it's the other way around.

You acknowledge your limits.

You have a family that loves you.

You are no failure.

And what about your challenge?

I too have to acknowledge my limits.

But I have a sort of family
that support me as well.

Besides, you don't have
to make it on your own.

From time to time
you can listen to reason.

But it's not my thing.

Hey.

You're not very happy to see me.

No, no. I just didn't expect it.

I didn't think you had time

for ex patients. That's all.

But you're not just a patient of mine.

You know that.

I'm happy to see you. You're so...

alive!

I'm happy to see you too.

Will you let me in?

My father's here.

He's not well.

I was looking after him.

I'm sorry. I didn't--

I am sorry. I should've called.

And--

Maybe next time. Bye.

It was great to see you.

Thanks.

It's not my fault

I am silence

I put to rest the secret voice

Asking for help

Why you never told me
you can play and sing?

I don't know.

-It's--
-Wow!

Whatever.

Actually--

There's something else I didn't tell you.
Well--

During that nightmare,

you never stopped, and--

I was holding onto you to keep going.

Then along it came

the saddest day of all.

-Lorenzo.
-Yes.

I don't know how to explain it,

but that day something in me cracked.

That day, you held my hand,

and--

It's you who held me together
until the end.

I'm sorry.

I didn't invite you to dinner
to cry all over you.

I know that.

You invited me over
as a test subject for your cooking.

That's right.

We held each other together.

No, no--

I can't.

I can't. I shouldn't have come here.

You should.

Look at me.

I really like you, you know.

And even though you'll never admit it,
we are a good fit.

Caro, you are--

You're beautiful.

But you don't know what Alba means to me.

I-- I can't do that.

Honey.

You pulled another all-nighter?

Why you didn't tell me
you were coming home?

I wanted to surprise you.

And you did. I'm very surprised.

No, no. Wait.

Let's save this lift-up for another time.

Thanks.

-Hi.
-Hey.

Guess where I am.

Not outside my door.

Sorry for earlier.

You know, my mother makes me nervous.

You don't know mine.

Anyway, now I've got time to talk.

I went up to the terrace.

I'm sorry,
I'm not in the mood for talking.

Come on, tell me anything you want.

Maybe about that puppy
you wanted me to adopt.

It's a mutt.

He has one blue eye

and a tender look. You'd like him.

PSYCHOLOGIST

SEE YOU IN THE WARD.
I'M ARRANGING A RED CARPET.

The ambulance never got here
and I don't know where she is.

Alba said she may need ICU.

-Maybe she's in another ward.
-Try.

Antonio, take this to Elisa.

Thanks.

-How are you doing?
-Well.

Giulia and the baby?

Vitals are getting better.

She'll make it, I told you.

Thanks, Doc.

Promise me you won't lose them.

Yes.

You focus on resting and getting well.

-Of course.
-Bye.

I'm calling from Ambrosiano.

Can you tell me
if Fabrizia Martelli was admitted there?

Maybe Martelli was brought
to another hospital.

She's here, but she's cyanotic.

-Yes.
-We don't have an ICU.

An ambulance is arriving.
Keep her ready. Okay?

Go, go, go!

ICU, immediately!

Go, go!

Hurry up!

Fuck, she's coding!

Open everything up!

Feet out!

Alba.

How are you doing?

Well.

It was a long journey.

Me and dad took her ashes
to my grandparents.

Hey. Come here.

Let me hug you, baby!

Hey.

Hey.

I'm sorry, but where did you find it?

In the chapel.

I'll bring it back before Mass, I swear.

Shall we?

Ric.

-You should take it away right now.
-Okay.

-Welcome back.
-Thanks.

Alba.

You're back.

I'm really happy you're chief now.

That's what she would've wanted.

Erm--

What did the patient decide
about the surgery?

-He'll have it.
-Good.

I got a call
from a medical equipment company.

They sent me a quote asked by Tedeschi.

A fully equipped infectology lab.

Molecular testing devices, CT scan,

3D extremity scanner and whatnot.

-All for our ward.
-What a bitch.

So much for method, procedures
and error containment.

You don't get it?

Cecilia is stuck with the whole team,
but she'll tear apart internal medicine.

This ward will be a sorting office
for all incoming patients.

No, Andrea.

We already talked about that.
You made the right choice.

No.

I made the reasonable one.

I won't stay here to fight for you.

I'm warning you!

CHIEF MEDICAL OFFICER

Here again? I feel like you're nature
but also nurture.

-Tell me.
-I'm in.

I'll be chief again.

-Despite the terms?
-I don't give a fuck about them.

Well, Fanti.

You got a lot of nerve.

Godspeed.

Thanks.

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Names, events, characters are fictitious.
Any similarity is coincidental.

Subtitles Translated by:
Andrea Guarino