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.