When the bubonic plague hit Geneva in 1530, everything was ready. They even opened an entire hospital for the injured. With doctors, nurses and nurses. Buyers fell, the magistrate granted subsidies every month. Patients were constantly throwing babies, and if one of them was alone, then all the property was transferred to the hospital.

But then the trouble happened. The plague has declined. And subsidies with maintenance fees depended on the number of patients. For the staff of the Geneva hospital of the 1530 model, there was no question of good and evil. If the plague gives a bubble, then the plague is good. And then the doctors began to do the best.

At first, they simply poisoned patients to raise mortality statistics, but quickly realized that the statistics should not be just mortality, but mortality from plague. Then they began to cut off the cracks from the bodies of the deceased, dry them, squeeze them in a stupa and give them to other patients as a medicine. Then they began to pour this powder on things, towels and bandages. However, the plague continued to fade. Probably badly worked the dried bubbles.

The doctors went outside the hospital and began to treat the doors with bubble powder at night, choosing those houses where they could then recover. As the eyewitness of these events wrote, "this has been hidden for a while, but the devil is more pleased with increasing the number of sins than with concealing them."

In a nutshell, one of the squalops was so overwhelmed and overwhelmed that he decided not to wander around the city at night, but simply to throw a bundle of powder into the crowd during the day. The smell rose to heaven, and one of the babies, by a lucky coincidence, who recently left this hospital, found out what it smelled.

The staff was bound and handed into good hands by the respective masters. They tried to get more information from him.

The execution lasted several days. Inventive Hippocrates were tied to columns on chariots and carried around the city. At each crossroads, the slaughterhouses ripped out pieces of meat from them. Then they were brought to the square, cut off their heads and quartered, and parts were scattered throughout all the areas of Geneva for the rebuilding. The exception was made only for the son of the hospital supervisor, who did not participate in the process, but confused that he knew how to make mixture and how to prepare the powder without fear of infection. His head was cut off to prevent the spread of evil.

François Bonivare, Chronicles of Geneva, second volume, pages from 395 to 402.
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