Bedside Manner

Dr. Maxwell York has a protocol for everything. As the Chief of Cardiothoracic Surgery, Max is a man of precision. He likes his coffee at exactly 180 degrees, his office silent, and his life sterile. He is the "Ice King," and he has no intention of melting.

Dr. Jax O'Connell is a disaster waiting to happen. The Head of Trauma is Max's exact opposite. A former combat surgeon who drives a mud-splattered Jeep, listens to AC/DC in the OR, and treats rules as mild suggestions. To Jax, medicine is warfare, and he's the "Trauma Cowboy" leading the charge.

Oil, meet water. When a hospital merger forces their departments together, Max and Jax are shoved into a shared office. A single strip of blue painter's tape on the floor is the only thing separating Max's pristine order from Jax's chaos.

Max wants him gone ASAP. Jax wants to see just how far he can push him before he breaks.

But as the pressure of the hospital mounts, the friction between them sparks into something neither of them can control. Max is realizing that chaos might be the one thing his life is missing, and Jax is finding out that the Ice King burns hotter than anyone else.

Sometimes, the only cure is a little... Bedside Manner.