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One of the Master's pupils was a notorious hypochondriac.
Every day, the pupil would complain to the Master of some new ailment. At first, it was innocuous; a rash from harvesting herbs, or a scratch from chopping firewood, or maybe a bruise.
But as time wore on, the pupil's complaints became more serious. Eventually, he came to the Master and...
Every day, the pupil would complain to the Master of some new ailment. At first, it was innocuous; a rash from harvesting herbs, or a scratch from chopping firewood, or maybe a bruise.
But as time wore on, the pupil's complaints became more serious. Eventually, he came to the Master and...
