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Prologue
Dr Jesse Travis rushed with Dr Mark Sloan to an EMT team. Both men were dressed in scrubs.
"What have we got?" Mark asked as he looked down at a man in his late twenties, early thirties lying on a gurney. Jesse's jaw dropped when he got a look at the man.
"Single gunshot wound to the chest, we started him on an IV drip, wide open and shocked him three times on the way in" A male EMT told them.
Mark nodded, grabbing the gurney,"Trauma one, stat!" With that Jesse, the EMT and some nurses raced down the hallway with the gurney alongside Mark.
They barged through the doors and hoisted the man up onto the table. Jesse was about to check the patients vital signs when the cardiac monitor began to blare, telling them that the patient was going into cardiac fibrillation. He grabbed the defibrillator paddles.
"300 joules...clear!" Jesse shouted. Nothing happened. "Again!" Jesse shouted, "Clear" Still nothing.
"Again!" Jesse shouted. When it didn't work for a third time Jesse dropped the paddles and started CPR.
"Jesse..." Mark looked at the flatline on the monitor then put his hand on the young doctors shoulder, "Jesse, he's gone"
"Just a few more minutes Doc, I can revive him" Jesse carried on administering CPR.
Mark pulled him away gently, "There's nothing more we can do"
Jesse stopped reluctantly and nodded. The beep of the monitor echoed through the room.