The Doctor Cured The Villainess And Ran Away

"Young Master, wh-what do you mean, sleeping together?"

Asella's fluster was obvious the moment she heard my declaration.

I understood how she felt.

Sleeping alone is always more comfortable. If someone snores or grinds their teeth beside you, it’s irritating.

But right now, a strong prescription was necessary.

If Asella kept pretending she wasn’t in pain, then I had no choice but to push harder.

“If Her Highness won’t talk to me about the abdominal attacks, then I’m left with no alternative. As her physician, I must check on her personally every night.”

“Do you even hear yourself right now?”

“If something happens to Her Highness because I wasn’t thorough, that would make even less sense.”

“No, I mean—”

Even I had to admit it was a flawless argument.

The great Asella was left speechless, just opening and closing her mouth like a fish.