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an example, I thought that cutting off buboes would cure the disease. This newmethods 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 soncure my pains. I promise.” My dad knew that I had no interest in medicine, but hemade me learn some anyway. So, when the king caught the Bubonic Plague, all hisloyal people went away, except for his family members. The king called for me, for heremembered 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 hisentire family member crowded around him and weeping. I gasped, “Is he dead?” Butthe king was not. He was just suffering from terrible pain. I sighed, and told all thefamily 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. Theking drank it all, and told me that he was grateful that I was so educated. Then Ibegan to cut off his buboes. The king felt pain, but he dared not to scream. He knewthat I was doing what I always did. But the bad thing was, all of his buboes were