Yang rushes into radiology, asking, "You paged me?" The radiologist indicates an X-ray and says, "Good news -- chest X-ray's clear. Doesn't have pneumonia." Yang tries not to faint and asks what he means. He points to the X-ray and repeats, "It's clear." "Oh, my god," Yang mutters.
Cut to Mrs. Lin standing outside her husband's room, peering helplessly through the glass wall as a team of doctors works frantically on her husband. Yang races in to announce that Lin doesn't have pneumonia. Posner wonders what tipped her off. Yang says that his chest X-ray is clear, and mutters a new diagnosis involving embolism. No one's listening. Posner's already come to that conclusion and is barking at the nurses to get Lin up to ICU pronto. Yang moves to follow the gurney, but Posner snags her elbow. "Didn't you tell me earlier that there was a lower lobe infiltrate?" he demands. Yang says that's what the radiologist told her. "You never actually saw the films?" Posner asks, stunned. Yang stammers, "Not 'til five minutes ago." Posner bites hard on whatever it is he wants to say, glares, and storms out. Mrs. Lin is still standing outside the glass wall, looking small and sad. Yang gets to reevaluate her career choice for the fifth time in as many days.
The Rinpoche's surgery has gone from bad to worse. Kellerman calls for paddles. They're duds. Gee, what are the odds? Fichtner finally gets to curse, and he does so with understandable relish. He barks for a new set of paddles and says he does "not want to squeeze this heart." Who can blame him?
Donge, Coones, and Pangborn have gathered in the conference room. Donge informs them flatly that he hears the Rinpoche's surgery is failing. Coones gripes about the good PR it'll cost them if they lose His Holiness. Pangborn, like the rest of us, can't believe the callousness. Coones tries to backpedal, but only manages to make things worse. "Sutro Medical sure dodged a bullet," Donge says. Coones, still panicking, realizes that they could be sued and end up losing millions. The writers actually make Donge say, "What's he got to sue about? He's going to be reincarnated as a dog. He should be thrilled." Pangborn and Coones think it best just to ignore that one, and Coones expresses his disbelief that a pump line could break. Pangborn suggests that they let the urine-ingesting monk know how things are going. Donge surveys the two of them and gloats, "Well, I guess it's true what they say: no good deed goes unpunished." Maybe you should all ask your agents about that one.