Due to the side effects of the medicine I made, the terminally ill duke became very healthy. Perhaps, too healthy…
Leah, a swindler in her former life, reincarnated as a pharmacist and lived as a honest petit bourgeois.
She made the decision to live a normal life this time.
However…
‘I’m being threatened for a job!’
Of course, she had to work as a pharmacist for a terminally ill duke who didn’t know when he would die.
‘If the duke dies, you will suffer the death penalty.’
She produced a cure and saved the Duke with all her might when she heard the terrifying sentence.
But…
‘Haven’t I become too healthy ?’
Even if, in the end, the medicine worked, it worked too well.
Shiny hair and a hardened body.
‘But how ? Why… ?’
Leah forced her eyes to look downward.
‘Because you made this.’
The raw lust in the man’s eyes overtook her.
‘Should I take responsibility?’
The duke, who has become too healthy, is in trouble.