Later, Neela confronts Gallant for lying about what happened. "I'm partly to blame," Gallant says. Neela doesn't think that's a good reason. "Do you want to match, or don't you?" Gallant says with a touch of impatience. "I do, but only if I deserve it," she insists. Gallant thinks she does, and begs her to let it be his fault. Carter interrupts them and dispatches Gallant on another task. Carter studies Neela. "Is there something I should know about?" he asks, suspiciously. Yes: scissors. "No," Neela gulps. Carter prattles on about how Gallant, as the supervising resident (although I thought he was an intern -- didn't he just graduate? "Intern" must be a synonym for "first-year resident"), should know better than to push drugs without a medical history. Neela can't hold it in any longer, and blurts that she's actually to blame for everything that happened. "I assessed it, ordered it, pushed it," she says of the Demerol. Carter blinks and holds his head, and you get the sense he's only digesting this as it pertains to the success or failure of Project Neela. "And you didn't run it by an Attending or resident?" he asks. No. "And you did it because I asked you to be more autonomous?" Carter cringes. She nods. Suck on that, John. He tells her that they need to talk about it, and walks away. Sam shows up long enough to tell Neela that her instinct with the kidney stone was correct. This doesn't make Neela feel any better, because when you fail a test, it doesn't really matter if you knew the answer to No. 7.
The little boy, Tevin, is feeling a lot better after being medicated. Unsurprising. Luka takes the father aside and quietly reveals that the son has sickle cell disease. "I don't carry the gene," the man says, blinking with noncomprehension. They bicker about whose test was wrong, and Luka asks him to sign off on a more detailed blood analysis so that they can be absolutely sure. Luka sort of dances around the fact that if the father doesn't carry the markers, then he isn't the father at all. But Daddy DNA gets it, and demands that his blood be tested along with his son's. Luka blinks. In all his medical scenes lately, he looks tired. I hope he's not bored. I can't recap this show without him.
Gallant asks Neela why Carter wants to see him. She confesses that she told the truth, and Gallant throws up his hands. "No one needed to know! That was the point!" he argues. Suddenly, Luis's wife runs out into the hall screaming for help. When they get inside Trauma Yellow, they find Luis in v-tach. "He can't be dying," the woman wails. "This isn't supposed to happen!" Sure it is. All the signs of The Jinx were there: Neela was heaped with praise, the guy had a family, and the wife herself said nice things about him. It adds up. This show performs alchemy -- it can turn anything positive into misery. We fade to black off Neela's devastation for the third consecutive time.