Chase and Cameron inform Dibala that the biopsy was negative. Dibala doesn't seem relieved about the news, though, most likely because he doesn't remember them even saying it. He asks about the biopsy results again. So that's a new symptom.
But let's check in on Foreman and Hadley for some reason. They're out to dinner, eating outside even though we're supposed to be in New Jersey in mid-October. The LA writers forgot that it's cold outside in other parts of the country. Foreman thanks Hadley for coming around and being so understanding about him firing her. He says it was his only choice if they had a hope of staying together. Not quite, Hadley says. Foreman could have stepped down as head of diagnostics. Foreman says they both would have lost their jobs then, since there wouldn't be a diagnostic department. Hadley says Cameron or Chase could have taken the head position, since they're both obviously interested enough in the department to temporarily be on the team. She asks Foreman what he would do if he could do it again. All he has to do is say what she wants to hear, but he won't. "I made the right decision," he insists. Hadley decides to get dinner somewhere else. Doesn't she know Foreman well enough by now to know that he can't see when he's wrong, let alone admit it to someone else? And hasn't she been on this show long enough to know that no one gets any real character development so he'll stay that way forever?
Meanwhile, back at PPTH, someone decided to save on the power bills by turning the lights out in the hallway outside Dibala's room, where Ntila asks Cameron for her "medical opinion" as to whether or not Dibala is capable of thinking clearly. Ntila, if you want a good medical opinion, you should probably ask someone -- ANYONE -- else. Even Wilson's neighbor's cleaning lady would be a better choice. Cameron says he isn't, for now. When Ntila asks about the future, Cameron has a nice little opportunity to possibly undermine Dibala's rule and takes it, telling Ntila that Dibala is declining and will not get better, so they'll never know from now on if his orders are sound or "just the delusions of a sick, mad, dying, old man." Meanwhile, she could not be more obvious in her agenda. No doctor talks like that when she's giving actual medical advice. Nor do they disclose things like this to the patient's personal bodyguard or whatever Ntila is. But nice try anyway, Cameron.