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-Yeah, blood pressure's on the low side.
-Maybe that's why I feel tired.

Don't worry. It's not serious.
I'll prescribe a little pick-me-up.

You should hydrate more.
Your skin is dry like your son's.

Would you like me to see him, too?

Matteo is fine.

You should take advantage.
This is like a hospital on wheels.

Exactly.

-The less I'm here, the better I feel.
-Alright.

Matteo? Hey. Matteo?

-Move.
-Matteo? Matteo!

Hold his head.

What happened?

-Did you forget something?
-Yes.

What?

You.

Want to leave everything behind
and come with me?

-Are you kidding me?
-I was an idiot.

I didn't think
you would've lasted out there.

But COVID showed us who's stronger, here.

I can offer you a poor country.

A clinic with little resources.

A ton of work to do.

If you say no, I'll understand.

It'd be crazy for you to accept.

But what's love without a little crazy?

Really bad timing, Kidane.

I'm leaving tomorrow.
Think about it. Okay?

This is the travel agency's number.

There's an open ticket under your name.

You can leave whenever you want.

Come in.

-You wanted to see me?
-Yes.

But you don't need to knock.
This is your office, now.

I'm not department chief yet.
There's one more test.

We both know it's a formality, right?

That's why I wanted to ask you something.

-Go ahead.
-When you're chief...

I'd like to stay here.

Meaning, you'd like to work for me?

They've offered me
other positions but...

during the blackout, I understood that...

I still have a lot to learn here.

As long as you want me
in your team, Professor.

So, first she wants you out,
and now she wants to work for you?

She did it in good faith.

Maybe she saw she was wrong.

I know what she saw.

Sorry.

I have no right to be jealous.

No. Unfortunately.

What are you going to do?

What do you suggest?

Accept. You'll have a good infectologist
in the department,

and if she flirts with you again,
I'll ignore it.

She's already flirting again?

Doc?

Riccardo is looking for you.
We have somewhat of a unique patient.

So Far Yet So Close

He fainted while I was visiting his dad.

Didn't you just finish a double-shift?

Doc.

Sorry, I was saying...

Yes, Matteo is showing vertigo,
diarrhea, abdominal pain,

-and now his temperature is close to 104.
-He's dehydrated.

How long has he had diarrhea?

He was fine this morning.

-What are those for?
-To communicate with him.

It's the Malossi alphabet.

"Calm down."

"Soon, you'll feel...

better."

-What did he say?
-He's scared to end up like his mother.

She died in a hospital,
when he was young.

Have you been abroad recently?

Or have you been in contact
with people who have?

We haven't left Milan.

And my son is never around anyone.

We know that he's deafblind
due to CHARGE syndrome.

CHARGE has nothing to do with it, now.
It could be a viral fever, maybe Lassa?

Really? The symptoms are generic
and there's no hemorrhaging.

Maybe it's just a matter of time.

Last week the WHO flagged Lassa hotspots
in five or six areas of West Africa.

But his dad said they haven't left Milan.

-They had no contact.
-He's lying.

The letters on the son's hands
are henna tattoos,

which is also an African tradition.

And the color isn't faded, which means
someone gave him those recently.

Cecilia is right.
Those tattoos are for someone else.

His dad understood what Matteo
was trying to say without the letters.

That's true. He didn't use them
this morning in the truck.

Yes, but the Lassa fever theory
seems premature.

But we can't exclude it.

I think it's best to quarantine the dad
and isolate the son.

No, no. Listen.

Matteo already lives in a world
with no light or sound...

depriving him from being in contact
with his dad would mean burying him alive.

You could traumatize him.

Yes, I know. And it's terrible.

But if we don't isolate him, he could
cause an hemorrhagic fever outbreak.

Much worse than COVID.
Andrea, I can't risk it.

One step at a time.

Let's start with broad spectrum
antibiotics, in case it's normal bacteria.

In the meantime, we'll check
the aspartate aminotransferase levels.

If it's Lassa,
they'll be 10 times as high.

Alright.
But keep an eye on the father.

If it's Lassa, he may be infected, too.

It's me. Evandro.

-Hi.
-We can't see each other today.

Do me a favor,
if someone asks you about me,

-tell them you don't know me.
-What happened?

Edo... I'm sorry.

I thought you left.

Is this why
you went to the bathroom to throw up?

You do it after every meal, now.

-Are you playing doctor with me?
-Don't kid around.

Then, don't be so tragic.
It's just a relapse. I'm handling it.

Can I tell you something?

Your words were very important to me.
I wouldn't have made it without you.

Let me help you.

The funeral face doesn't help. Thanks.

Can I talk to you?

I mean, now. Do you have a minute?

Yes. Yes, one second.
I'll finish this and be right with you.

No, listen to me now.

Okay.

Listen.

I love you.

I've loved you forever.

Since that day you got me out
of that mess with the food poisoning.

-The frosting in those snacks?
-Yes.

That's why.
It's because I know who you are,

that I can't do this anymore.

I'm sorry?

I can't do this anymore.

Are you breaking up with me?

It's the only way I have left to tell you
that you have a disease.

-Still with this, Alba? Still?
-What did you do in the last 72 hours?

-What did I do? My shift. I went--
-I'll tell you what you did.

You did a double-shift
here at the hospital.

Then you went to the Street Health Tour.

Then you went home.
How long did you rest? Three hours?

I cured people!
I cured people, I wasn't having fun!

-You make it sound like it's wrong.
-It's wrong for you!

If you wanted
to find an excuse to leave me...

you could've done better.

Hey.

What's wrong?

Can I work on different patients
than Rick for a few days?

Alright.

Before, I would've told you that this is
why you don't want to date colleagues.

But I can't say that anymore.

Come on.

-Mom!
-Ilaria...

Ilaria, what happened?

We were practicing driving
and she started coughing and tearing up.

Dyspnea and rapid pulse.

The medication room. Call Cesconi!

Maybe it's extreme bringing her in,
but I didn't want to take a chance.

No, of course. You did the right thing.
Thank God she was with you.

Don't worry,
we'll take care of everything.

The lungs seem fine.

-But the blood pressure is lower.
-And her pupils are dilated.

When did you start feeling ill?

This morning I felt a bit tired.

But I thought
maybe I was sad because of my ex.

Ex? What ex?

-Seba.
-Who's Seba?

Sebastiano. They've been
seeing each other for a few months.

-Months?
-Yes. But they broke up last week.

Why didn't anyone tell me?

-Maybe it's best if you talk outside.
-Yes.

Let's go.

I didn't want to break Ilaria's trust.

I understand, but she's not your patient,
she's my daughter.

Yes, but I live with you, she's inevitably
going to be somewhat my daughter, too.

-We're admitting her.
-What's wrong with her?

I don't know.
We'll have an ENT take a look,

we'll do a CT scan, hemothorax,
blood work, so we can get an idea.

I'll call Francesca and ask her
to take care of Bianca.

Thank you. Let's find her a room.

-I'll get the ultrasound.
-Alba.

Thank you for removing Teresa
and Sandri earlier. I didn't dare.

I'm just tired of dealing with issues
between personal life and work.

You're not the only one.

-Talking about Giulia?
-Shh.

-Shall we go get the ultrasound?
-Let's get the ultrasound.

Even with the antibiotics,
Matteo isn't improving.

I'm starting to think Cecilia's right.

I don't know. Lassa fever is unlikely,
but it explains the symptoms.

At least, this time Cecilia
didn't force us to do it her way.

Maybe because she asked me
to stay here, if I become chief.

-Oh, talk about jumping on the bandwagon.
-She doesn't need to, though.

With her resume,
she can go wherever she wants.

Let her. We don't need some paranoid woman
who sees pandemics everywhere.

Why do you care?

You're leaving anyway,
even if I become chief.

Did you change your mind?

As I said,
there's nothing keeping me here.

Excuse me.

-Doctor, he's not getting better.
-I know.

Can you ask him
where he feels pain, exactly?

"Where

does it hurt?"

He says, everywhere.

Can I try to talk to him,

-with the letters on his hand?
-No.

It's best if you don't. Matteo is used to
communicating with me only.

Let him decide. In case, he won't respond.

"Hi."

-"Who are you?"
-"Andrea. Doctor. And you?"

"A patient. Are you blind?"

He's funnier than you.

"You smell like honey."

"It's candy. Do you want one?"

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Yes."

What kind of question is that? I told you,
he's never around anyone but me.

You also told us
that you wrote the alphabet.

But it's not true. You don't need it.
You understood my question without it.

Matteo? Matteo? Matteo?

The blood confirms our theory.

We fear your son has a hemorrhagic fever.

It's a very serious disease
found especially in Africa.

So, enough lies.

Has your son been in contact with anyone
who's been in the African continent?

It's important, Evandro.

Your son's life is at risk.
And maybe others.

Matteo spends some time...

with a prostitute.

He's grown, and I wanted him to know
what a woman is like.

I take her to our house and...

I leave them alone.

And this woman is from Africa?

She's from Nigeria. Her name is Amina.

Has she been there recently?

-I don't know.
-She needs to be isolated immediately.

Lassa is mostly transmitted
through bodily fluids.

But we're not sure it's Lassa yet.

The aspartate levels are high,
but not by much.

Run a PCR
and you'll see he has arenavirus.

In the meantime, let's find this Amina.

She and whoever she came in contact with,
need to be quarantined right away.

How do we find her?

I only have her cellphone number.

-How's Ilaria?
-Corrado, what happened?

Nothing, it was the trolley.

-You got run over by the trolley?
-No, I fell.

You fell from the trolley?

Yes-- I mean, not from the trolley,
from the bicycle.

I had a pistachio shake in my hand.

I had. And I didn't see
the trolley... tracks.

Where is Ilaria?

What were you doing on a bicycle
with a pistachio shake?

That's Ilaria's favorite flavor, right?
Where is she?

-Come with me.
-Yes.

Well... Not bad.

Ila?

-Hi, Dad.
-Hi.

-What happened to you?
-Don't worry about it.

When I heard,
I left everything and came here.

You shouldn't have.
You'll get fired again.

To hell with it. What happened?

I was practicing driving with Enrico,
and I felt sick.

Of course.
You should practice with me, not with him.

It's not my fault
if your car got impounded.

-Impounded?
-Why do you think I ride a bicycle?

Don't tell me you were drinking.

No, it's an insurance thing.

It expired a while back.

Maybe because I have other expenses,
like alimony.

-Ilaria?
-Ilaria, calm down.

Breathe in, breathe out.
Breathe in, breathe out.

Breathe in, breathe out. Calm down.

Who are you?

Ila?

Where am I?

-Ila.
-Dad!

-Corrado, move.
-Dyspnea again, and confused.

Teresa, get the saline ready.
Alba, help me hold her up.

Do you smell that?

-Stop.
-Why?

We have to pump her stomach.

Are you sure
that I can't quarantine with him?

I'm sorry. You may not have the virus.
You can't be together.

-He's not having it.
-Tell him, I'll be here.

He doesn't listen to me. You try.

"Don't be scared."

"They used to tell my mom the same thing."

"We will cure you."

"We're here. You're not alone."

"Even if you're here...

I'm alone."

Hey, Fanti. Do you have a minute?
I wanted to talk to you about Carolina.

If you want to ask for my daughter's
hand, it's not the right time.

Actually, I'll probably lose her
by talking to you, but...

it's for her own good.

Okay.

Corrado?

Take it easy. Take it easy.

Why does everything
have to go wrong with me? Why?

The stomach pump worked.

Ilaria is sleeping
and Elisa's with her, now.

-So it was really formaldehyde?
-Let's wait for the blood work and see.

I've read online that
that stuff is everywhere.

Make up, detergent,
maybe she took it without knowing.

She didn't do it on purpose.
Why would she, right?

Didn't you say that a few days ago
her boyfriend broke up with her?

You knew this?

-It's not important who--
-How long have you known?

-A few days.
-Why didn't you tell us sooner?

I'm sorry,
I didn't think she was hurting this bad.

No, you don't think.

If you find something out
about our daughters,

you need to tell us right away, okay?

I don't find things out of nowhere.

I find things out
because I spend time with those girls.

We have the Father of the Year
and the perfect doctor.

So, why did Ilaria almost die?

I don't know, maybe because her dad
is a man-child and a screw-up?

-Easy, guys.
-Calm down.

Enrico! Enrico. Corrado, what the heck?

-Ouch. Fuck.
-Ice. Thanks.

Ouch.

And I'm the one who's hypofrontal?

With the hit I took,
I'm lucky if I'm not amnesic.

I have no sympathy for you.

Every time I see Davide in my house...

Corrado likes to talk and punch,
but he's nice and comfy all on his own.

Would you rather he got back with Teresa?

-No. Of course not.
-Well...

Do you know what it's like
to live with four women?

They take years in the bathroom!
They go in as kids, come out as adults.

With four of them in the house, there's
always one who's hormones are raging.

And I'm allowed to be raging, too,
sometimes, okay?

-Yeah, you look a little hysterical.
-I tried my best.

I listen to them when they talk to me,
when they don't talk to me.

I spend my days taking them everywhere.

Maybe that's the problem.

-That I take them?
-No. That you do too much.

-Like me with Carolina.
-What happened?

What happened?

She has an eating disorder again.

Oh.

We'd always like to be close to our kids,
and then we find out that it's impossible.

Or that it makes things worse.

Did we get the PCR results?

-Not yet.
-You don't need to whisper.

He can't hear.

-You really think it's Lassa?
-I don't know.

I only know that his fever isn't going
down, his saturation is dangerously low.

If we don't do something, the only exam
that we'll be doing is an autopsy.

Easy. He's in the dark.

And in complete silence.
A caress is like an attack.

How can someone live like that?

It's already 9
and I still have a ton to do.

Tell me about it.

What does Alba say
that you're always so late?

Nothing.

She broke up with me.

-What do you mean?
-She says I work too much.

That I should have some fun,
and it pisses me off.

How can I think about having fun,
when there's someone like Matteo,

who's like a kid at the bottom of a well.
She just doesn't get it.

Don't be so harsh, it's...

It's that she wasn't here
during COVID, so....

She didn't go through
what we went through.

-I need to go fill out some...
-Yes.

-Go. I also need to go fill out...
-Okay.

Hi.

Hi.

If you're waiting for Alba,
she already left.

I wasn't waiting for Alba.

-I saw you there, so...
-I was...

just checking out the doctors and nurses
to help me decide.

-Decide what?
-Who to invite to an art exhibition.

Bad art, good wine.

So you can pull
the crooked painting trick on her?

I know other tricks, too.

Would you like to see?

-I don't trust your tricks anymore.
-No?

Okay. No tricks, then.

Only you and me.

And some good wine.

What do you say?

Hi, Giulia.

What are you doing here?

I'm happy to see you, too.

Aren't you going to introduce me?

Dr. Cesconi, Eleonora.

My mother.

Is this where you come
after you finish your shift?

Actually, we go straight home.

Our shifts are exhausting.

Go home with that colleague
who you were talking to?

-Mom, please.
-Why? He's cute.

Get to the point.

What do you want?

It doesn't have to be Christmas
for us to see each other, right?

Alright.

Sergio and I are getting married.

Good. Now you told me.

Congratulations.

I have to go, now.
I have the first shift tomorrow.

Would you be there as my witness?

Listen, I hope that this thing
will make you happy.

But don't drag me into it.

I wouldn't be sincere.

We'll talk for Christmas, okay?

-Yes?
-May I?

Hey. Yes, I'm going home
as soon as I'm done.

I called Francesca, she picked Bianca up
from volleyball. I sent some food over.

What's happening?

-Ilaria's test results are back.
-The formaldehyde percentage is high?

She couldn't have taken it by accident.
She wanted to...

She wanted to take her own life.

Okay. Wait. Maybe it's too early to say.

I spent the whole day with her yesterday,
if she wanted to--

That's the problem.

-You think I wouldn't have noticed?
-The problem is that I wasn't there.

I didn't even know she had a boyfriend,
that they broke up.

-This happens to every parent.
-Not to me.

When I was with Corrado,
I had everything under control. I had to.

I thought about everything.

But with you, I can relax.
I can think about myself.

I didn't notice that Ilaria was hurting.

Maybe it was a mistake
asking you to come live with me.

Okay.

MILANO TRAVEL

The PCR results aren't in yet.

And the police can't find that woman,
Amina. Seems that she turned off her cell.

Matteo's conditions are declining fast,
especially emotionally.

What do you think?

For deafblind people,
external stimuli are essentials.

It's not just about company,
but perceiving what's outside the body.

He could suffer a serious trauma,
and give up on fighting the disease.

Let's admit the father, too.

He'll help us to communicate,
he'll encourage him.

No, we risk another infection.

-We'll be careful. Think about Matteo.
-No, you have to think about the public.

We already have a woman out there
who could be a super spreader.

The priority now is to contain the spread,
not the wellbeing of one patient.

Caro? I'm sorry,
can I talk to you for a moment?

-Yes.
-Yes.

What's up?

You look a little pale.

Maybe I'm just a bit tired.
That's why I'm going to rest.

It's just that lately
you also look like you're losing weight.

You talked to Edo?

Yes-- No.

Yes.

He...

mentioned something.

Something, huh?

Listen, in cases like yours,
relapses are always serious, so....

-Tell me what I can do. Anything.
-Anything?

Then take me back to the day I graduated.

When you gave that nice speech,
before COVID,

before mom forced things
to have me assigned here.

Before...

Before Lorenzo died because of me.

I'm sorry.

Don't worry, Dad,
I already have a therapist.

I'm getting through it.

What an asshole!

Who? Your dad?

Valenti.

I always thought so.

I've never said anything,
because I respect the elderly.

He told my dad that he thinks
I still suffer from bulimia.

-And is it true?
-Even if it is, it's not his place.

But if it is,
it's something that you need to face.

Oh, you don't say.

I'm sorry.
You know better than anyone what to do.

No, I'm sorry.
You're right. It's just that...

the more I'm faced with it,
the more it hurts.

Admitting that is already a big step.

That's easy.

The hard thing to admit is something else.

What are you talking about?

About Lorenzo.

There's something you don't know.

Hi, Caro.

What was the point of talking to my dad?

Well, there wasn't one.

But you didn't want to talk to me.

There's nothing to talk about.

You didn't take
everything so seriously before.

I used to do a line of coke
before every surgery.

And I also used to say
that there was nothing to talk about.

It's not the same thing.

-Oh, it's not the same thing.
-You can't compare your issue with mine.

But you did it first.

You said, "Look inside
your emptiness, I did." And you?

What's your emptiness?

-I have to go, now. I'm on duty.
-Will I see you tonight?

I don't know.

Maybe it's better if we take a break.

A break.

Alright.

I figured.

If you ever want to talk,
you know where to find me.

What are you doing?

It's lemon ice cream.

His dad told me it's his favorite,
and in his condition, it could help.

It's refreshing, hydrating, right?

Ask him about Amina.

-If he knows how to find her.
-Okay.

"If you pay attention,

you can hear her sing."

If you pay attention,
you can hear her sing.

-What does that mean?
-I don't...

Febrile convulsions.
We have to lower the temperature.

We've administered the antipyretic.
Any more, and his heart could be at risk.

The fever might kill him first.

The PCR results are in.
He doesn't have Lassa fever.

If it's not Lassa,
it could be another hemorrhagic fever.

That woman could've infected him
with Ebola or Marburg.

Wouldn't a venereal bacterial infection
be more likely?

-He's stable though.
-He's out of the woods.

Riccardo, ask the lab for Neisseria,
Treponema and Chlamydia cultures.

-Of course.
-Thanks.

I keep thinking about
what Matteo said about Amina.

"If you pay attention,
you can hear her sing."

I'm sorry but...

-how can Matteo know what singing is?
-Exactly.

I don't see how it's relevant.
He was probably delirious.

The police called. They found Amina.

-No fever.
-Blood pressure, saturation are fine.

And lungs are clear.

I told you. I feel fine.

But Matteo is sick. And the cause could be
an infection due to your relations.

What relations?

Sex? I don't have sex with Matteo.

He's like a child.
We play, when we're together.

This also excludes the venereal infection.

The letters on his hand,
did you draw those?

So I can tell him some stories,
and the lyrics to songs.

-Songs?
-Yes. Matteo and I dance.

-Matteo!
-Careful, careful. Move away.

-Did they tell you about Ilaria?
-Yes.

That she's too weak,
that's why she's not waking up.

Is that her cellphone?

Francesca gave me her password.

Maybe she wrote something
about what she wanted to do.

Maybe we can ask her,
and she can explain.

Maybe to you.

You're being her father, now.
I'm out of the picture.

Do you remember when Ila was delirious?

She didn't recognize me but...

she still recognized you.

I took your place thinking that
I had to but... it's only yours.

For your daughters, at the most,
I could be... a friend.

-Too much.
-An uncle?

That's weird.

Maybe you could be a...

-An Enrico.
-An Enrico. Fits.

Listen, "an Enrico," when she wakes up,

you need to talk to her
about this stuff, too.

Hi, guys. I've discovered
an amazing trick to have your teeth...

According to the history,
she watches this girl for hours.

She's 18, she doesn't need to put
all that stuff on her face.

I put some detergent on my teeth,
like a surface degreaser or something.

-Fuck.
-And look at this amazing smile.

Awesome, right?

Look, look.

She should be reported.

Get a glass, take some detergent.

Good, good. Yeah.

This moron is suggesting whitening
your teeth with surface detergents.

This explains the formaldehyde.

Ilaria only wanted whiter teeth,

and trusted the wrong person.

-Then, she didn't...
-No. She didn't want to kill herself.

Oh, thank God!

Matteo is stable,
but his conditions are still critical.

I wasted everyone's time
with the Lassa fever.

No, it was a valid option.

The hotspot in Africa,
him being in contact with a woman.

Those are just coincidences that I
transformed in certainties because...

I wanted to be right.

I wanted a pandemic to fight.

Why this obsession
with infective diseases?

I know you tend to forget things,
but a few months ago

mankind was about to be wiped out
by an infective disease.

No, I knew you before that.

It was already personal for you.

Does the name Carlo Urbani ring a bell?

He was the first doctor
to diagnose SARS, in Vietnam.

It was 2003.

Urbani understood right away that
that strange pneumonia was dangerous.

And he had to really insist
to quarantine the entire country.

He prevented SARS
from becoming like COVID.

He saved millions of people.

But he died.

And so did four healthcare
professionals in his team.

One of them was my mother.

I didn't know. I'm sorry.

That's why I became
an infectious disease doctor.

To sound the alarm
against the next monster.

But now...

I see monsters everywhere.

If I were you,
I wouldn't want me on the team.

This is for me to decided when and if...

I become chief.

But for now, you are.

And you have a patient to save.

Let's recap.

It's not Lassa
and it's not a venereal infection.

No. And we have high fever, vomiting,
diarrhea, and severe dehydration.

Sounds like my kids
after the first few days of kindergarten.

Wait a second.

Amina also said
that Matteo is like a child.

Compared to her usual clients, of course.

And his dad keeps him in a bubble,
he's very protective.

Infantile infection?

Rotavirus.

We all get it as kids, then as adults,

once we have the antibodies,
it's harmless.

And Matteo is an adult
who's still a child.

I'll tell the others,
and get the tests and treatment going.

Oh.

Actually...

Do you want to do it?

Yes, I'll do it.

Yes?

Okay, I'm coming.

Maybe Cecilia figured out
what's wrong with Matteo.

Good.

I called you for a different patient.

Lorenzo.

Carolina told me what happened.

What you did.

-Can I try to explain?
-Explain what?

Explain what, Doc? It's crystal clear.
Lorenzo died a hero.

He put his patient's life before his own,
the way you taught us.

And what do you do?
Hide the truth under a bunch of lies?

-I did it to protect Carolina.
-Good one.

Carolina is devastated.
Devastated by guilt and is bulimic again.

You have to tell the truth. Both of you.
Right away.

If I do that, I won't become chief.

If I don't become chief,
they'll destroy the department.

Then Carolina will be scarred forever.

So to avoid that, you're going
to keep lying? About Lorenzo?

About Lorenzo, Doc?

I chose Medicine because
I wanted to be like a doctor I know.

His name was Doc.

That doctor doesn't exist anymore.

I already gave my answer.

-Tell my mom that insisting won't work.
-She doesn't know I'm here.

That's not good.

Secrets aren't a good way
to start a marriage.

Listen, Giulia...

I know that we seem
like two pathetic ex-junkies.

You think?

Many years ago,
your mom and I made a promise.

We kept it. And now, we're here.

Your mom deserves a chance.

I made a promise, too, years ago.
No more chances for my mom.

I locked her up in her room,

and didn't let her out
until she was detoxed.

I was 16 years old.

I have nothing against you.
I like you, actually.

But don't ask me to sign off
on one of my mother's promises.

Hi, honey. How do you feel?

Good. I don't have a cough anymore.

-What was wrong with me?
-You spent too much time on your phone.

Does it makes you cough, too?

Yes, if you look at this moron
who puts detergent on her teeth.

Detergent?!
Do you realize you could've died?

I'm sorry.

I just wanted to be beautiful.

And to convince Seba not to leave me, too.

What do you meant "too"?
Who else left you?

Do you guys know?

Ila...

do you know that your dad
found another car?

-Really?
-Just like mine.

So, when you practice driving with him,
you're already used to it.

Yup.

Matteo's test results came back.
It really is rotavirus.

Great job, doctor.

Hydration, supplements, personalized care,
and he'll recover with no issues.

Did you see Riccardo?
We have to move Matteo from isolation.

-He didn't show up today.
-Riccardo?

That's odd, huh?

What are you doing?

An experiment.

These are bone conduction headphones.

They don't disperse sound
in the ear canal,

they transmit vibrations to the bones
between upper and lower jaws.

What does Matteo have to do with it?

Maybe nothing.

In CHARGE patients, sometimes,
there can be some residual hearing.

But in most cases, there isn't.

Maybe that's why they never told you.

I don't understand.

Beethoven.

He lost his hearing,
and in order to keep hearing his music,

he played with a piano string
in between his teeth,

so he would feel the vibrations.

Matteo can't hear because
his inner ear didn't fully develop.

But the bone structure

could somehow compensate for that.

This is why Matteo can hear Amina.

Because she sings...

while hugging him.

Mr. Remotti, this could work,
but we're not sure.

There's only one way to find out: Trying.

May we try?

Matteo?

Matteo?

Matteo.

This is dad.

Dad.

Try.

"Dad."

"Dad."

Dad.

Dad.

Dad.

Dad.

With a cochlear device,
he'll be able to hear again permanently.

Good job, Doc.

You too.

I'd be honored to have you in my team.

So? What happened?

I talked to Riccardo.

-He told me he knows.
-Yes.

-I'm sorry, Dad, I--
-Don't be sorry. You did the right thing.

Riccardo made me realize
that I'm making a mistake.

Yes, but, now you can't go around
telling everyone--

I'll keep you out of it.
And take all the responsibility.

I'm the one who put the idea of leaving
no one behind in Lorenzo's head,

the reason why he gave up his oxygen tank.
He died as a hero.

It's only right that everyone knows.

If you say that you falsified the chart...

-You risk--
-Risk what?

Not becoming department chief?
I don't care. I don't want to.

-This lie is ruining your life.
-Do you know what would ruin my life?

Knowing that your license will be revoked
because of me.

So, not only I killed Lorenzo, but...

also all the patents that need you.

Leave things be.

Do it for me.

I promise that with time,
we'll forget about everything.

-Sorry to keep you waiting, doctor.
-No worries, it's not urgent.

What is it?

I wanted to let you know
that I've asked Fanti

if I can work in his department
when he'll become chief.

Great. But, we'll talk about it
when Fanti will become chief, right?

The oral exam is a formality.

Yes, but formalities
are important, doctor.

The lawyers working for us
on the COVID investigation

found some discrepancies
in Lazzarini's admission paperwork.

-What kind of discrepancies?
-In his chart, mostly.

It was filled out by Dr. Giordano,
but completed by Fanti.

Judging by the handwriting, at least.

And signed by his ex-wife.

Who was the medical director, at the time.

Three doctors for a single chart.
Strange, isn't it?

There's obviously something
that doesn't add up.

And I need you to figure out what it is.

I'm sorry, but I don't investigate
my colleagues anymore.

If you're suspicious,
call the internal auditors.

Working in that department
changed you, doctor.

You used to stop at nothing,
if it was the right thing to do.

Just like your mother.

Too bad.

The auditors will take care of it.

Goodbye.

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

Subtitles Translated by:
Andrea Coppola