El mal ajeno Page #5
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with your patients.
What does that matter?
For this, it's the only way.
How many loved ones
have you got?
How many,
compared to all the people
you can help?
What do you mean, how many?
One.
My daughter.
She's the one who's dying.
Thousands in the world...
I don't care!
I don't want to cure people!
You have to.
You have to cure people, Diego.
It's not yours. It's not up to you.
If you don't,
someone else will.
Hurting you too.
I can't be with you.
Or anybody else.
I can't right now.
I'm giving up the pain unit.
I wanted you to know.
Why? You don't want
to end up like me?
See you tonight at the I. C. U.
I want to come at midnight.
What's at midnight?
The next day.
Ainhoa's birthday?
We were going to tell you tomorrow.
That we're together.
We would have been
just as unhappy.
Yeah, but since she won't be
a minor anymore,
she can do whatever she wants.
Ainhoa has always done
whatever she wanted.
Juanjo.
No matter what you do,
you'll never end up like me.
- Hi.
- Hi.
How are you?
I heard you asked for a leave.
I want to spend more time
with Ainhoa.
Are you going to stay at your Dad's?
Sorry.
When did you sleep last?
Why don't you go home
and get some rest?
I'm not going home.
I'd go crazy there, all alone...
I'm going for some food.
What can I bring you?
When we got separated, I thought...
It's okay.
As long as Ainhoa is here,
things will be fine.
Our little girl
will keep us together.
There was even a part of me
that was glad when she got sick.
Because I thought that
would help us work out
our problems.
I can't lose my little girl.
You're not going to.
I can't.
We're not going to lose her.
I promise.
Doctor.
This isn't a good time, Carlos.
I need your help.
I screwed up.
Please, you have to come with me.
I said I can't.
What are you doing?
- I said come with me!
- What are you doing?
What have you done?
Heal her!
What have you done?
She's bleeding.
Do what you did to me.
I can't. We have to take her
to the hospital.
Make her better.
Like you did to me.
Touch her. Please, touch her.
That's it.
It's okay, honey.
You'll be fine.
You'll be fine, you'll see.
No!
No, please...
Please, no... Please, no...
What are you doing?
Don't stop.
Heal her or I'll kill you.
- We have to take her inside.
- No.
- I'll kill you.
- I can't.
- What do you mean?
- I can't help her.
- Yes, you can. Do it or I'll kill you!
- I can't.
I won't!
You can't?
We can't let her die out here.
Let's get her inside.
I wanted to get back together.
We're still in time.
I can't help her.
I can't.
Carlos!
- Six, seven, eight, nine...
- Clear.
- She's gone into arrest.
- Give her adrenaline.
- One, two, three, four...
- Inserting tube.
...six, seven, eight, nine...
She's been bleeding for 20 minutes.
He slit his own throat
five minutes ago.
- You know them?
- He's my patient.
I'll take her, you stay with him.
I can't. I'm on leave.
Diego, don't bullshit me.
We have a pulse.
That's enough.
You're not going in?
Are you okay?
I just talked to Hector.
He doesn't think she'll survive
another crisis.
You have to see this.
I'm not going to treat any patient.
It's not a patient.
Not here.
Last week she felt dizzy.
I thought it was probably anemia.
The lymphocyte levels
are extremely high.
It could be leukemia.
No.
It's not.
It's nothing serious.
I'll handle it.
Then what is it?
Diego?
I couldn't find you.
Remember when we'd come up here?
You were always worried
we'd get caught.
And we did.
Yeah, that's right.
I forgot.
Here.
What is it?
A vitamin complex.
I saw your test results.
You're slightly anemic.
Thanks.
Pilar.
What?
I really want to give you a hug.
Then why don't you?
Come.
Hi.
What are you doing here?
What do you want?
I came for my stuff.
May I?
Hold him, please.
I'm going on a trip,
I don't need much.
Where?
A lot of places.
- Like you did with Armand?
- Yes.
Diego said you might not mind
taking care of it.
Of what?
Of the baby.
I'd like you to stay with him
until I get back.
When will that be?
I don't know.
It might be a while.
Armand.
I don't like it.
Me neither.
Name him whatever you want.
Hi.
How do you feel?
Fine.
And you?
Very tired.
No wonder.
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