The Resident

Just an email Ian forwarded me.

How is everything with him?

Passed his drug test. Operating up a storm...

Fine, I guess.

Seems crazy.

But we all cover up things we don't want to see.

The longer we look away,

the harder it gets to see what's right before our eyes.

I know what will make me smile.

Showing you photos of the exquisite venue

where in a few short weeks,

I will marry the man of my dreams.

Sorry, everyone.

It's the governor's office. I have to take this.

Okay, let's, just give her a minute.

Sure, yeah. Let's, let's all take five.

Daddy, when's Sammie gonna be here?

She and Jake are on their way.

And they're bringing your flower girl dresses

for the ceremony tonight, isn't that exciting?

Yeah!

So, when is he available?

Well, I certainly hope so. Thank you.

Everything all right?

Our new governor's been avoiding my calls all week

and now his office won't even set a meeting.

He's probably too busy making plans to slash funding

for public hospitals like Chastain.

And it'll be hard to change his mind if he keeps dodging me.

I know you're worried, but we'll figure it out.

Just not today.

I know we will.

And I won't let anything spoil this evening.

Hi. - Boo!

Hi, everyone, sorry we're so late.

Not at all.

It's lovely to see you.

I'm just sorry Gregg couldn't make it.

- Yeah. - Glad you could make it.

Unfortunately, our luggage did not.

Airline lost our bags.

No.

Our dresses were in them.

- But I want to be a flower girl. - That's okay,

- sweetheart. - Sweetie.

It's Tracy Laybourne.

I believe God created voice mail for times like this.

Tracy, good morning.

Ms. Laybourne is a tech mogul from Silicon Valley,

and one of the few prospective donors

who could keep us afloat if our funding gets cut.

Randolph, I'm glad you picked up.

I thought you might be in surgery.

Actually, I took the day off.

Is everything okay?

It's my daughter.

She's not feeling well.

Okay, tell me what's going on.

Well, we were on our way to the aquarium

and Max started feeling

sluggish and sweaty.

Incredibly tired.

I think she needs to see a doctor, and you're the only one

-I know in Atlanta. -Okay, sounds as though

she needs an internist. I can

send our best to meet you at Chastain ER

and I'll be there as soon as I can.

Thanks.

Conrad, can you take a look at Tracy's daughter?

-I-I could, but I... -Go. I'll watch Gigi.

- I mean, I took the day off. - The girls

do need new flower girl dresses

and I need a new suit.

Great. So we'll divide and conquer.

You go get your suit

and I'll take our little ladies shopping.

Meet back here.

You don't have to do this.

I can get a sitter.

Are you kidding me? It'll be fun.

Shouldn't we finish the rehearsal?

Thank you, Lindsay, but Randolph and I already have

a few weddings between us, so I think we're good.

I'll get him back in one piece.

You, not so fast.

What was that for?

That was my last kiss as a single woman.

And mine as a single man.

Heart sounds are normal.

And lungs are clear.

You're gonna be okay.

We'd be more than happy to bring in

a sign language interpreter.

No need. I can translate.

And Max is a great lip reader.

Besides,

most interpreters can barely keep up with my daughter.

Yeah.

You are too fast.

She's chatty.

Last month, it was dinosaurs, and then

ancient history, and now...

sea creatures.

And sharks.

Sounds like you've got it covered.

If you need anything, let me know.

Thank you.

Were Max's eyes this yellow when she

woke up today?

I don't think so. Is that serious?

No, there's no reason to be alarmed.

Could mean a lot of things.

I'll rush some labs, find out what's going on.

All right, this is the place.

Okay, so we have choices.

I like this one!

Kit said you guys can wear whatever you like tonight.

So I want each of you to pick out your favorites

and then we can try them on.

I like this one!

Can I try this one?

-Yay! -Yeah!

Who is that walking in the door?

Dr. Bell here on his wedding day?

I can't believe it.

Did Dr. Voss change her mind already?

Well, thankfully, Kit has not come to her senses yet,

so I expect to see all of you

- at our ceremony this evening. - I would not miss it.

How's Tracy's daughter?

Her liver enzymes just came back

and they're off the charts.

How high are we talking?

So high the lab ran them three times.

Her INR is 2.0.

She's going into liver failure.

And fast. We need to move faster.

All right, I'll talk with Tracy

while you get Max a bed in the ICU.

And I'll bring Ian up to speed.

If we can't figure out the cause and reverse it fast enough,

there's only one thing that will keep Max alive.

Transplant.

Wait...

-my daughter may need a liver transplant?

I'm sorry. I wish we had better news.

Come on, honey. Let's go.

-Take that thing out. We're getting out of here.

We need to get her

to the ICU right away to monitor her labs and mental status.

That's the only way to know how fast her liver is worsening.

You know what, no offense, but I brought Max here for a checkup,

not a transplant.

We both know that this hospital is in financial trouble

and that's why you reached out to me.

-I'll explain in the car. -Tracy,

I would strongly advise against moving her.

This has nothing to do with you helping Chastain.

Max is critically ill.

Her condition could change at any moment

and moving her in this state is a risk I would not recommend.

Okay, right.

Listen.

My daughter was born with her hearing.

But at six months old she got an infection

and the hospital I took her to was wildly underfunded.

They sent her home with an antibiotic

and completely missed the fact that she had meningitis.

That's how Max lost her hearing.

Yes.

I donate to hospitals like Chastain

because they need the help.

But I won't let my daughter get harmed again.

And I just had my assistant get the number

of the best pediatric surgeon in the country.

All right. Let's go, honey.

And we've no idea what caused this?

Not acetaminophen, I checked.

You started her on NAC, to be safe?

And a battery of tests.

My daughter deserves the best and that's exactly

-who she'll be seeing. -What's the deal?

We've got a problem.

Hello, this is Dr. Sullivan.

Hello?

You're here.

I am.

But I can't talk right now.

I'm about to meet my next patient.

Hi.

So what happens now?

Well, first,

you have to trust me.

I do.

And I'm sorry.

-I just... -There's no apology necessary.

Dr. Sullivan will keep Max stable

while Dr. Hawkins does his damnedest to try and figure out

why her liver is failing.

We find the cause,