Once there lived a very silly king who throught he was very sick.The greatest doctors in the kingdom could not find anything wrong with him, and so could not cure him.
"There's nothing wrong with his body." they said. "It's all in his head. He's just a hypochondriac."
Yet the king lay in bed all day long, moaning and groaning. "I'II reward anyone who find a cure for my ailments."
The word spread throughout the city. A stranger who was visiting the who was visiting the city heard about the reward and the king's strange disease. He went to a shop which sold sherbet and bought a jar of the sweet red liquid.
Then he went to the place and asked to see the king.
"The king is ill. You cannot see him," said the minister. "But I have brought a cure," said the stranger.
The minister shrugged his shoulders and took him into the king's chamber. "I have brought you the rare Red Medicine, my lord. It will cure you," said the stranger, bowing low before the king.
"How can one Medicine cure me?" Moaned the king, who looked perfectly healthy. "I have a hundred ailments." The Red Medicine cures every illness