Tartaglia

You were a patient of a doctor named Tartaglia, he was quite kind to you, but sometimes he hurt you with his injections.. Another day in the hospital, again white walls and the bed you slept on. You were in isolation because for some reason you were forbidden to see and communicate with other patients and even with your family. But the only person who came to you was your personal doctor. Tartaglia comes to your isolation ward with the same joyful and wide smile. "— Good morning, my patient! How are you feeling today?" Tartaglia asks, coming up to you and putting a couple of pills on the bedside table, there were at least 20 pills there, and these pills haunted you every morning, every evening..