Drinking Soy Sauce KILLS Frat Boy _ Transplant _ MD TV

All right, what do we got here? Ready? Oh, nice. Yeah, we're going to have to stitch you up. We're also going to need a serum tox with an alcohol level. Yep. We were not drinking. That's why it reeks like beer in here. What's your name? What's yours? Did you want to have dinner with me sometime? His name's Brett. He got hit in the head with a lacrosse stick. All right, Brett, follow my finger. So you guys like to play lacrosse at night? Open your mouth. No, it's actually pledge week, so we... Wait, dude, that's not going to hurt my chances. Dude, dude, dude, shut up. Take a bath. Uh, you took a head wound to get into a frat? I'm already in. I just, uh, just got a backspin by accident. I definitely would have taken that hit if it meant I'd get in. You geniuses, do you realize that even a minor head wound can be dangerous, especially when combined with drugs and or alcohol? I told you, we weren't drinking. We're, uh, a holistic frat. No booze, no drugs. We even meditated. Well, you seem very enlightened. I'll be back. So, uh, a couple more hours and we can release your friend. Is there anyone you can call to wait for them when you go home? No one's even supposed to know what we're doing, so if I leave, then I'll never get in. Ethan, I mean, is it really worth demeaning yourself just to be accepted by a collection of entitled assholes? I'm here on scholarship, and half the alumni get the kind of finance jobs I want after business school, so, yeah, it is. All right, field trip's over. If you vomit, come back. If you're dizzy, come back. No alcohol. Hmm? And no sports. You, Ethan, you, you think you can help him stick to that? Ethan, you with me, buddy? Ethan. Ethan? Ethan, you okay? What'd he take, Brett? I need help over here! He doesn't have a pulse. We got to get him to trauma. Three, one, two, three. What did he take, Brett? I don't know. I swear. We have a cardiac arrest! Claire, Claire, call out water. Get everyone to trauma. We need out water. We need LeBlanc. We need a talk stream, but only on the injured one. Let's get a line going. Mr. Sheffy, can I let you know when you got a read? Pulse check. He's in V-fib. We need to defibrillate. V-fib. 200 joules. Brett, what did he take? Charging. Pads on? Ready. Everyone clear? Resume compressions. Brett, what did he take? It wasn't dangerous. One amp epi. Whatever it was, he did it to impress you, all right? So if you don't tell us now, Ethan's gonna die. Soy sauce. He drank soy sauce. You make all the new pledges, do you? If they don't, they get the lacrosse stick. Most people just drink a few sips and take a whack, but Ethan drank the whole bottle. Hypernatremia. Made worse by alcohol consumption. The sodium's pulling water from his organs in his brain. You can fix him, though, right? Start an infusion of D5W. I'll take out the compressions. Bash. Rhythm. Asystole. Does anyone have any other suggestions on how to save this patient? Time, Dr. Curtis. Time of death, 417 a.m. What? We can't save them if they don't tell us what's wrong.