This new methods would bring me much terror and this

an example, I thought that cutting off buboes would cure the disease. This new
methods would bring me much terror. And, this method that I used killed the king.
The king trusted me, since my dad was his close friend. To my dad he always said,
“Your son will become a physician. And he will be the best. I will always let your son
cure my pains. I promise.” My dad knew that I had no interest in medicine, but he
made me learn some anyway. So, when the king caught the Bubonic Plague, all his
loyal people went away, except for his family members. The king called for me, for he
remembered the promise that he had made to my father. I arrived at the palace,
amazed at the emptiness. Wearing my mask, I entered the king’s room, and found his
entire family member crowded around him and weeping. I gasped, “Is he dead?” But
the king was not. He was just suffering from terrible pain. I sighed, and told all the
family members to get out of the room or they would catch the disease. They ran out,
and I began to mix up concoctions. Yes, it was poisonous, but I did not know. The
king drank it all, and told me that he was grateful that I was so educated. Then I
began to cut off his buboes. The king felt pain, but he dared not to scream. He knew
that I was doing what I always did. But the bad thing was, all of his buboes were