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I'm coming.

Could you come one minute? Please.

We were together, and suddenly
he said his chest was hurting.

Did you call 911?

He's married.

-What's his name?
-I don't know!

You've never slept with a man
you don't know?

Not with a man,
as far as I remember.

Okay, he's suffered enough for cheating on
his wife. We have to go to the hospital.

Our ward?

-What did happen to him?
-Chest pain. He was in our hotel.

-Is he a doctor, too?
-He works for the Pharma organizers.

-How did his pain start?
-He said he was with a woman.

-Did you talk to her?
-We don't know who she was.

-His blood pressure is crashing.
-Ask for an urgent CAT scan!

Okay, let me change so I can help.

Yes.

Andrea...?

Thanks. I mean, for your help.

I would have done it anyway.

Even if you weren't a chief physician
who's trying to kick me off of my ward.

I can still count on your confidentiality?

It's a doctor-patient confidentiality,
am I right?

It's the first time you call me "doctor."

What are you two doing here?
Shouldn't you be at the convention?

Yes, but a doctor's life
is full of surprises.

I was about to call you. The Commission
didn't want to give you any notice.

-Notice for what?
-For the simulation test.

We'll do it today.
Dr. Tedeschi will be

just a deputy doctor, and you'll be
the head of the ward for a day.

Dr. Cesconi here will shadow you.

-Why him?
-He's been here less than anyone.

-He's shown to be objective and unbiased.
-And a bit of an asshole, too.

We'll pretend you didn't say that.
Let's say it's a Prefrontality Bonus.

So, is everything clear?
Are you game?

Do I have any options?

Giving up the race for primary care
and the work as a doctor.

-I'll go get changed. May I?
-Sure.

Doctor.

-Hey.
-Caruso has made his move.

-The simulation test?
-I start it now.

-Like that, without any notice?
-It's his last card.

He waited for my vacation.
So you're more alone.

Sorry for bothering you.

I'll be fine.

-I sincerely hope so.
-Bye.

As you might have learned,
today it's gonna be an odd day.

You'll be answering to me,
not to Dr. Tedeschi.

Dr. Cesconi here
will take note of everything.

At the end of the day, a Commission will
evaluate if I'm apt to be a head doctor.

Is everything clear?

I'd have a request.

-May I have a raise?
-Write down:

"Fanti fires Bonvegna."

-Hello.
-Kidane. I could use your help, today.

Forgive me, Doc...

I just came here to talk to you all.

I need to apologize to all of you.

I've betrayed you.

When we were really needed,
I abandoned everyone.

What are you talking about?

I've never got COVID.

It's just that I fell apart.

So I took...

...a swab report and I modified it.

I don't expect your forgiveness.

But I owed you the truth.

Gabriel! Hey. Hey!

You've been very brave.

I didn't feel her admiration, in there...

-But that's all right.
-They'll understand.

-They're doctors.
-Yeah... You are doctors.

And you'll always be, as you say.
I'm not.

What are you talking about?

I've confessed it because
I don't want any loose ends.

I cannot put my coat on anymore.

What's going on?

-What was that alarm?
-I don't know.

The phones are dead,
and so are the computers.

The whole computer system
of the hospital is down.

It's probably due to a computer virus.

Did IT call?

-No. Nothing yet.
-What are waiting for?

So, Costanza, what's the situation?

Radiology is frozen.
As the Histology online platform.

-No Gold Standard, then.
-What's a Gold Standard?

The most accurate tests
to verify a specific diagnosis.

The decisive tests.
We call them the Gold Standard, nowadays.

Since there's no communication,

I'll ask all the department heads
to free every nurse

-for the internal connections.
-Yes, of course.

No, today it's your decision.

-So I'll be without any nurses?
-Rearrange the tasks, Fanti.

Since the situation is this, shouldn't we
reschedule Dr. Fanti's test?

You're right, Doctor. But it's Fanti
who needs to ask for that.

And I'm afraid the Commission
would factor in

your withdrawal.

Today it's a huge mess.

Don't be careless.
Think about the patients.

This must be very bad,
if Dr. Sandri is here, too.

There's a mythomaniac who thinks
he's a doctor. Have you heard it?

How serious is the situation?

The whole hospital computer system
is down.

We cannot count on advanced diagnostics:
CAT, PET, MRI.

-Even Histology is blocked.
-So, no Gold Standard.

What's a Gold Standard?

-Wh--?
-It's...

Oh, now...

We'll use the nurses
as inter-departmental connections.

Theirs tasks will move to the interns.

Riccardo, Alba, Carolina.
You still have your duties, too.

So, can we talk about my raise?

May I make a suggestion? The problem
will be fixed in a couple of hours.

Till then, it's better to be prudent...
And decide later.

It seems reasonable.

So, let's be prudent. Decisions, later.
And nobody will get hurt.

Lucia? May I?

Lucia?

Lucia!

Lucia...

Help! Help!

Lucia?

Lucia, can you hear me?

What happened?

You fainted.
Gabriel found you in your office.

We brought you here
as the E.R. is overwhelmed.

Right. The blackout.

-Why are you wearing a coat?
-It's simulation day.

As your Commission decided.

You've picked the wrong day
to fall ill.

If I die I'll flunk you.

Lucia, do you remember anything,
before you fainted?

Only some belly pain.

Ultrasound.

I didn't pay attention because
it happens, if I'm on my period.

-Are you using any drugs?
-Prednisone.

That's the most effective one.

-Lucia.
-Hi, my darling.

You scared me to death!
How are you?

I don't see anything worrisome.

Sorry for giving you such a scare.

It's probably due to low blood sugar.
I got up early to pack.

Are you leaving?

Uh-- Yes, we're going to New York.

Domenico will get an award
from the company he works for.

Our flight is in six hours.

Leaving in these conditions
might be risky.

-Who are you?
-I'm Dr. Kidane.

-I did find Lucia.
-Thanks, then.

But it's fine. If we'll have any problems,
we'll be in America, not in Africa.

Thanks, Gabriel, don't you worry.
I'm better, now.

-I'm sure the trip will be smooth.
-It's the head doctor who has to decide.

Since the CAT scan is out of the question,
let's do a blood test and we'll see.

-How long will it take?
-The time it'll take.

I'm sorry. Doc,
the convention guy opened his eyes.

Wait to see who his wife is!

See you shortly.

Yeah, I was asleep...

...and I jolted awake,
since I was feeling...

-...like a rip on my chest.
-Hello.

-Dr. Fanti.
-Had I known

-it was you, I'd have called you earlier.
-No, don't worry.

Actually, I must thank you.
Ruggero told me

-you saved him.
-We just called for help.

Well, it's been fundamental,
since my husband was alone.

We've been extremely lucky.

Yes. Yes. Lucky.

How will this work, with the blackout?
Ruggero said something about a CAT scan.

Yes, but as you know,
it's not possible, yet.

Anyway, the ultrasound and the blood tests
didn't show anything worrisome.

Yes, sure. And the pain went away, too.

Let's not discard anything.
Better to shine a light on this story.

Yes, yes, sure.

I'm sorry. It's Caruso,
I must take this one.

Doctor?

No, no, it's no bother at all.

I'm sorry, I need a favor...

I have to go back to the hotel.

I should sort the stuff in my room.

What stuff?

"What stuff"...

I was with someone.

If my wife steps into that room,
she'll figure it out.

Going out in your condition is very risky.

I know, but I'll sign whatever.
I'll take all the responsibility.

To me this is madness.

I think the head doctor will agree, too.

-Just the essential time.
-Thanks.

-Dr. Giordano will escort you.
-Me?

Why not her?

Because...
Because I need her here.

Ruggero is a patient of yours. All right?
You know him better than anyone else.

Yes.

Better than his wife, apparently.

Okay, Maria. What do you get...

...when cross a rooster and a dog?

Shall I say it? No, better not.

A cocka-poodle-doo!

-I know...
-Riccardo?

-Eh?
-Let's go.

Okay. Ciao! Ciao, I'm leaving.

That was a good one.

See what you do?

-No. What?
-You're crazy!

You do too many things at once.
It's not good. Even Ferrari says that.

And what does Mercedes say? Eh?

Did you get it?
Ferrari, Mercedes...?

Yes, I got that. But it's not funny.

Being a workaholic is
a serious psychological problem.

You need some help.

Can somebody help me?
Olivia is sick!

She got out of bed to change,

-she collapsed and now she won't move.
-Olivia?

Olivia, can you hear me?
Come!

Still sharp pain to your abdomen?

-How about now?
-No.

-We'll help you up--
-No!

It's too painful.

When I move, the pain is way too sharp.

She came in a few days ago
for pain to the abdomen.

We did ultrasound, CAT scan, MRI...
Nothing.

The only signs are
a moderate hypertension,

and generic symptoms such as headaches,
renal colic, asthenia, loss of appetite.

-Hypothesis?
-To me the pain is psychosomatic.

It's just stress.
Nearly three months ago, Olivia...

...has been elected mayor
of a difficult town.

-"Difficult" how?
-They dissolved

-the council due to Mafia infiltrations.
-Mafia in Lombardy?

Yes. That's another fun thing
you've missed during these years.

And she just had her third child.

When you want to do too many things
at once, your body rebels.

It seems unlikely to me.
Olivia is a tough woman.

I'm seriously thinking
that she got poisoned.

-Poisoned?
-Why? Is that so strange?

-She shut down a town because of Mafia.
-Whatever.

That's not stress.
They're trying to stop her.

-I'd do a psychiatric evaluation.
-I'd do a broader toxicology test.

I think we should transfer her
to a specialized department.

Let's ask for a psychiatric evaluation.
We'll do a broader toxicology test.

And if we find nothing new,
we'll move her to Gastroenterology.

A perfect compromise.

Doc! I apologize.
Lucia's test results.

Just as I suspected.
We only wasted time.

Let's go, now.

-Her blood values are not perfect.
-What?

Your colleague just said
only the leukocytes are slightly high.

Precisely. They should be low,
since Lucia is only taking ibuprofen.

Listen... Do you want to impress
your superiors? Okay, I understand.

Find yourself another patient.
We have to leave.

Do you want to make her travel
in such a pain?

She's fine, isn't she?

-Darling, tell them.
-Yes. Yes, yes, yes. I'm fine.

May I? Just a second.
Only to verify the pain.

Could you tell your subordinate
he can't kidnap us like this?

-Gabriel, go ahead.
-Thanks.

See?

As soon as the prednisone effects wane,
the pain is back.

It's not a pain,
it's more like a nuisance.

It has now moved to the right iliac fossa.

It may be appendicitis.
A CAT scan could confirm it.

Exactly.

Let's go to New York, where the CAT scans
work. Not in this Third World place.

If her appendicitis becomes peritonitis
mid-flight, Lucia could die.

I say she could die if she stays
in the hands of a doctor like you.

-So, let's do an Alvarado test.
-And what's that?

It is a point system for assessing
the risk of it being appendicitis.

-A point system? Is this Fantasy Football?
-Are you a doctor?

No? So now you'll shut up,
and we'll let Lucia talk.

In a few minutes we'll have objective data
for us to decide. That is fine, Lucia?

-Yes.
-Okay.

Call me as you're done.

-Is everything fine?
-Wonderful. Write it on your journal.

-Look, I'm not here to boycott you.
-No?

He's all yours!

-Did you take care of everything?
-Yes.

Actually, thanks for your understanding.

I did it because anxiety
is bad for your heart.

It's the first time
I'm cheating on my wife.

I did it because I wanted to be like you.

You have a peculiar image of doctors.

No, not you doctors.
You head doctors.

The true hospital rock stars.

But I'm just a drug salesman, I organize
conventions in hotel I can't afford...

For just one night
I wanted to feel like you guys.

What a schmuck!

You deserve to be head doctors.

And I to be someone
whose name nobody knows.

You've also a peculiar image
of the Pharma salesmen.

Without you, what can we give
to the patients? Chicken broth?

Come on.

Up.

Let me out of here alive.

For the next convention
you'll have a suite.

An imperial one.

Andrea, what's wrong?

How long has she been here?

There's something odd...

Hand me the sphygmo.

The pressure is way different,
in both arms.

-I noticed it from the wrist arteries.
-What does it mean?

When you were with your friend,
last night...

-You... You felt like a rip to your chest?
-That's right.

Okay. It must be a dissection.

Let's say an inner layer
of your aorta has torn.

We need to fix it before
the outer layer gives out as well.

And how do you fix it?

I don't open a patient
without first seeing their CAT scan.

We gave him a complete ultrasound.
I think I know where the dissection is.

So if you think, I should be fine?

If you cut him open, you'll see
the swelling of the dissection.

If that is a dissection, Fanti!

It's the explanation for the
difference between his arms.

Maybe you should say,
"it's one of the explanations."

To be sure we need a CAT scan
The Gold Standard.

I've got no Gold Standard!

So write
that you'll take all the responsibility.

If the patient dies, I won't pay for that.

Andrea, don't do it.

Let's take some time.

Grab the phone and find me
a CAT scan available!

-Andrea?
-Yeah?

-I've talked to Olivia.
-Olivia?

The major with the abdomen pain.

-Yes. Sorry.
-Hey.

You never forget the name
of a patient. What gives?

I must have had my personal blackout.
So?

So I'd need more discussions, but
I don't think that's psychosomatic.

-Okay. And the new toxicology test?
-Negative.

So we're back on square one.

To me it looks more like a finish line.

May I?

So?
What does the psychiatrist say?

-Am I crazy?
-No.

So why the long faces?

We don't know what's ailing you.
We don't know what to do.

You've been probing me for days.

-I'm sorry.
-You're sorry.

You know, when a citizen raises an issue--
I don't know...

A noisy bar, or a pothole.

--I can't say, "I don't know what to do,
I'm sorry."

We're not abandoning you.

We're moving to Gastroenterology.
It's a specialized ward.

Oh, yes, yes. I know that trick.

When we want to get rid of a problem,
we dump it on another office.

I can't do anything else.

You've just lost my vote.

Vincenzo, prepare a press release,
and bring me my sash.

We'll do a live video.

Would you like to tell
you're changing ward?

No. I'll say I quit.

Are you kidding?

You can't give up like this.

-I must think about my children.
-Precisely!

If you quit, they'll grow up
in a rotten city.

I don't know what to do.

I'm sorry.

Please, leave me alone.

Doc?

Did you see that?

When she leaned on her right side,
she felt pain.

It didn't seem important.
Her abdomen hurts.

No. If she's lying down, she's fine.
She's in pain only if she's standing up.

Well, you didn't tell me that.

Because we didn't think it was important.
But it is.

There is one explanation for pains on
her right side and when she's standing.

Nephroptosis... Left kidney?

That's right! Her kidney is loose.

It's sliding down.
It causes urinary stasis, hence, pain.

It happens if one just gave birth.

That's why it hurts when she's
on her right side. The left kidney pulls.

The tests didn't see anything.

Because they run tests when a patient
is lying down.

So, now...

There's only one way to verify that.
Get her up and feel her side. Shall we?

-What if you're wrong?
-I'm not wrong!

Nephroptosis is very rare.

If we're wrong and we make her
suffer for nothing, we risk a lawsuit.

Therefore it's better to transfer her
to Gastroenterology.

Shall we go?

Alba is right.

Let's go on with the transfer.

Doc?

You can't think you're always right.

Let's begin.

It's 10:12 AM...

Migrating pain in right iliac fossa: Yes.

One point.

Lack of appetite?

I had my breakfast with Domenico.

-Nausea? Vomit?
-None.

That's odd.

-Domenico causes them both, to me.
-Gabriel.

I apologize.

Palpation in the right iliac fossa,
we've already verified it.

-Yup. That's two points.
-Blumberg maneuver.

Inhale, Lucia.

Another point...

-No fever, but moderate leukocytosis.
-Two points.

Left-shift neutrophilia
of the Arneth scheme, no.

-What's the total?
-Six.

What's six points?

-Appendicitis?
-We need to talk to Fanti.

Will you be here,
or you'll be kidnapped?

Domenico has a bad temper, I know.

But the men who induce vomit
are different. Believe me.

What did she mean?

-It's obvious.
-Maybe for you. Not for me.

You do not know what happened
when she was a child?

I wasn't even in Italy,
when she was a child.

It's a bad story.

When her mother remarried,
her second husband got...

...very attached to her.

He was a famous writer,

and when the story came out,
everyone was talking about it.

That's the man who indices vomit.

-So the score is six.
-So, no appendicitis.

I checked. Between four and six,
the appendicitis is only probable.

Yes, but should it be seven,
it'd be very probable.

Exactly, It's sex, not seven.

Thanks for your interest.

-Lucia, we have to take off.
-I think we're at seven.

It's been weeks
I've been working with Lucia.

Her side hurts longer than she thinks.

If she's taking pain medications, they may
have eliminated nausea and fever symptoms.

At that point, the score would be seven.
If not eight.

-I think it's appendicitis.
-So it is you.

What are you talking about?

Lucia told me about a patient--
She didn't mention any names.

--just one of the many doctors
she oversees...

And this one tried to commit suicide.

As you did, I've heard.
According to Lucia, this...

...guy wasn't supposed
to be a doctor anymore.

-Was she talking about you?
-Enough.

-If you don't shut up, I'll throw you out.
-Never mind, Doc.

Let's take care of Lucia.

If she boards that plane,
she won't make it to New York.

You're not the first one,
you know?

The first what?

The first patient of Lucia
who has a crush on her.

Gabriel! Hey. Hey!
Stop it. Stop!

This ward is in disarray!

-I won't leave Lucia here!
-Get out!

Ruggero's having a heart failure.

-So?
-He passed away.

His dissection might compromise
his coronary flow.

His brain is in pain.

Call the other hospitals.
We need a CAT scan now!

-There's no time.
-Valenti won't do the surgery otherwise.

So accept the responsibility
for the surgery.

-What if I'm wrong?
-If you are, you are.

Giulia, I can't get this wrong!

-Would you stop being on my back?!
-I only have to evaluate your--

Fuck! It's hard enough as it is!

Don't tell anybody I'm up here.

What's wrong?

I don't know what to do.

I've got no...
elements to make a decision.

I did try. With Ruggero,
Lucia, Olivia, I've...

I tried to be prudent, to wait--
To no avail.

-You tried to be prudent... What for?
-What do you mean, for...

So that they could fix the blackout,
we could get the CAT scan, everything.

Is the CAT scan a doctor now?

I did tell you what you used to say,
when you were a head doctor.

I am the doctor, you're the patient.

I decide, you do what I tell you.
What's that got to...?

We don't need prudent head doctors.
We need ballsy ones.

So now take a deep breath...

Go down to the guys in the ward...

And be a head doctor.
The one I used to know once.

So? What does the test say?
is it appendicitis?

Why are you asking me?

Domenico says that according to you,
I shouldn't be a doctor anymore.

I've never said that.

-I've only said that if you hadn't faced--
-Relax.

I think exactly like him.

This morning I came to tell you
I'll hang my coat.

I'm sorry. Truly.

But I do understand your fears,
after all you saw.

I know you do.
I've heard what has happened to you.

It hasn't been easy.

But I did overcome it.

So why are you with another man
who doesn't respect you?

I think I'm not the only one
who's scared, here.

Hypertension, headache, colic,
loss of appetite, needs...

Doc, you must sign this.

What is it?

Olivia's transfer.

There's a formula I wasn't aware of...

"Gold Standard."

Learning new words is useful,
you'll find out things you didn't know.

But it's also dangerous.

Because it makes you forget
what you've always seen.

All day long I've been asking myself...

...when will I have my Gold Standard?

What will the Gold Standard say?

I couldn't see what I had before me.

MRI, PET and histological examinations
are valuable.

But they can't decide
what's best for a patient.

It's us, the ones who have to decide.
We...

We look at them every day.
We look at them

and we touch them with our heads,
our hearts-- They're in our hands.

Technologies are not the Gold Standard.

It's us, the Gold Standard.

Let's prove it.

May I?

Fine. I'll take medical responsibility
for the Ruggero's surgery.

I mean...

-Are you sure?
-Yes.

Don't do it, Andrea.

His conditions can plummet at any moment.

The wife knows it, and she agrees.
So tell me what I have to sign.

Nothing.

If you're willing to do it
is enough to me.

Good luck, Dr. Valenti.

Bring it back to city hall.

Olivia...

Maybe Riccardo figured out
the origin of your pain.

Yeah-- I've heard that already.

Even the mayors' promises
are always the same.

Someone keeps them, though.

To verify it, we need to palpate
your left kidney while you're standing.

No. No, no.

It's too painful.

Olivia, I promise you it'll be
only a few seconds.

Okay.

Never mind, then.

Your constituents
are so used to disappointments.

You... know nothing about me!

You don't know what I've...

What I've done for my town.

What...

...I'm ready to do.

Now I know.

Okay.

Easy, easy.

Doc? Niguarda called...
It's about Lucia's CAT scan.

Did you get everything?

Yup. Let's go.

Uh...

-There's a scanner available at Niguarda.
-We can see if it's appendicitis.

I'm not missing my plane
for the hypothesis of a cuckoo ex-doctor.

Doctor. Not ex-doctor.

And it's up to Lucia

Don't listen to me or anyone else.
You're a psychologist.

Listen to yourself.

Fear is important. It helps to understand
what a patient feels.

-Don't listen to him.
-Let's go.

No.

I'm staying.

-For a CAT scan.
-You listen to a guy like this one?

I listen to the fear.

The fear of being on that plane.

Of dying.
The fear of you.

Me? What are you saying?

Go, or you'll miss your flight.
We'll talk when you'll be back.

Is the patient ready? Good.
I'm coming down.

Hey.

-Are you sure you need that?
-What?

Oh, you mean...? No.
It just helps me to concentrate.

Ruggero's surgery is a particular one.

That's how I became bulimic.
I used to say,

"It's a particular moment."

And... I'd stuff myself.

-I'm sorry, I didn't know.
-I won't tell you to quit.

I know it's pointless and meaningless.
But maybe...

...instead of trying to fill that void...

Look inside of it.

Then do whatever you like.

-Is this better?
-Yes, but...

For real, an elastic brace is enough?

Yes. And a strict diet with hamburger,
French fries and ice cream.

-For real?
-Yup. You have to gain weight.

I will write you the prescription...
For the supermarket.

Now, try to stand up.

I'm not feeling any pains!

Thank you!

-Thanks.
-I didn't do much.

Well done, Dr. Bonvegna.

Gabri?

You were right.

It's appendicitis.
Borderline peritonitis.

Had she boarded that plane,
she could have died.

Hey.

Come on.

There she is.

-How did it go?
-Hm.

We'll see when he'll wake up.

But it was a dissection.

Your father saved his life.

-You both saved his life.
-With no help for me.

You don't have to do it for me.

No, I didn't it for you.

But what you told me hit the spot.

Let's say...

...I've tried to look into the void.

I've always had colleagues
who snorted coke...

They even offered it to me,
but I didn't care.

To get high, all I needed was surgery.

At least up until COVID showed up.

A surgeon in the operating room
is always gambling.

Sometimes it goes bad, sometimes good...

But with COVID, there was nothing to do.

It was like watching someone drown.

You'd like to jump in and save him.
But you can't.

Because the sea
has already taken him away.

I've never felt this alone.
So pointless.

So one day I called one
of those colleagues of mine...

-And so you started.
-Yeah.

Mamma mia, I'm becoming pathetic.
I'm sorry.

No.

I still dream of the patients
I was hospitalizing. I'd go out...

And as I got back they were already dead.

Or when I reattach Lorenzo's tank...
That line of ambulances...

-It's been awful.
-Yes.

What do you mean with,
you reattach Lorenzo's tank?

I mean, it was your father
who found him, right?

Yes, yes. It's a dream...
I relive it like that. I don't know why.

Or when I reattach Lorenzo's tank...
That line of ambulances...

What do you mean with,
you reattach Lorenzo's tank?

I mean, it was your father
who found him,

-right?
-Yes, yes.

Coffee?

Usually I'm the one who brings it.

So when your husband will wake up,
you'll buy me one, to celebrate.

I don't think it'll be a celebration.

What do you mean?

Yesterday was our wedding anniversary.

I wanted to surprise him, so I even bought
a little suit...

I went to the convention hotel...

Obviously I didn't tell him anything.
It was a surprise.

I've asked about him, and the lady
at the reception told me

that Mr. Pavoni was in his room.
With his wife.

So I went home, I packed...
I was to leave this afternoon.

Then... They told me Ruggero
had been hospitalized, so...

I was hoping for his death. I swear.

But now I could be satisfied.

I thought about the woman he was with.
Maybe a doctor of these conventions.

Maybe she'll be celebrating, now.
With someone else.

If my husband dies,
she won't shed a tear.

But would I like to be in her place?

No.

I've lived 22 years with Ruggero.

A lifetime.

During a lifetime, you do get hurt.

A zero risk is impossible.

-It's what COVID taught us, right?
-Yes.

If he wakes up, I...

...I'm ready to try again, with him.

But if he fucks up again,
I'll rip his aorta with my hands.

Strict, but right.

Thank you.

Oh, and break a leg for your test.

I've never told you,
buy I'm rooting for you.

Thank you.

He just woke up.

Good morning.

-Hey!
-So?

I'm happy.

I believe you.

In the next elections I'll change town
and vote for her.

You've done much more than her.

I'm sorry about today.

It's not nice hearing
that you're out of your mind.

I understand.

I'm sorry you took it that way,
but I still think you have a problem.

I'm the one who figured out
what Olivia had. Me!

Yes. You're a great doctor,
but your way of working is not healthy.

-I've always worked like that.
-No.

Before the COVID you weren't like this.

You've changed.

Look, if changing helps me to help
people like Olivia...

...then, thank you, COVID.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking
about your mother. Sorry.

Okay. So, Ferrari is right, I am...

-Workaholic, is that the term?
-Workaholic.

But I've always been like this. Always!

One leg short,
but with an extra notch of energy.

I realize it's hard to stay by my side.

But you love me the same, don't you?

Phones and computers
are operational again.

I'll split. I have some work to do.

Yes. It's been taken care of.

Let's hope it was good for something,
otherwise...

Oh, I've gotta go.

It was IT.

I was coming to you.
Please. Step right in.

Fanti's test is over.

I'll send my report to the Commission.

Very well.

Fanti, you may go.
We'll let you know.

You may stay.

I think he's ready for my judgment.

Don't be too strict. Anyone
would have failed on a day like this.

Indeed.
That's why I'm more in awe.

Bu--? In awe?

Today Fanti has reminded all of us
the meaning of being a doctor.

We need a head doctor like you
in every ward.

Yes!

It's over.

Sabotaging the system with a virus
didn't help us, either.

Fanti will be head doctor again.

I don't think so.

The oral exam is a formality,
and we can't sabotage that.

It won't be necessary.
We found new elements.

What elements?

I'll let you know as
we'll have the whole picture.

But...

--I reattach Lorenzo's tank...
That line of ambulances...

What do you mean with,
you reattach Lorenzo's tank?

I mean, it was your father
who found him, right?

Hey.

If you want to break someone else's heart,
tonight, tell me and I'll change hotel.

Relax. Now I'd know what to do.

-Actually, you have to buy me a drink.
-No. It's you who has to buy me one.

It's your turn. You've passed the test.
One oral exam, and you'll be head doctor.

I'm sorry if you'll have to pay for it.

-Are you really sorry about that?
-No.

I'm not sorry about that, either.

For real.

I mean, in case of a new outbreak,
your ward is a total disaster you know?

-My ward? A disaster?
-Yes. A total disaster.

But if I'd ever get sick of anything else,
I would like to be hospitalized there.

That was supposed to be a compliment.

I'm sorry. It's that
my life as a head doctor is...

...a small piece of my past life.

It's a weird disease.

Love.

Within you, it's chronic.

While I'm totally immune to it.

How did that happen?

-They broke my heart, once.
-Who's the guilty part?

A guy who didn't even realize that.

-To the Gold Standard?
-You're stand in front of a Gold Standard!

-Shut up. I am the Gold Standard.
Cheers.

I'm here...

Are you afraid for your heart?

My heart is somewhere else.

Always the usual Andrea?

I did change.

But I can't remember how.

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

Subtitles Translated by:
Vijay