All Her Secrets

Withal had been wrestling with a question for some time, and he finally decided to pose it to Catherine.

“Catherine, you’re not a doctor, so how did you determine that Bert died from heart failure?” he inquired.

Catherine, who had never performed an autopsy herself, had relied on the outward signs of the body to deduce the cause of death. Even the chief attendant, who had witnessed her assessment, couldn’t help but be amazed.

“Catherine is truly remarkable!” he thinks.

In response to Withal’s question, Catherine, who was leaning against Branden, groggy and half-asleep, gave her answer.

“Well, when waiting for the test results, I flipped through some medical books out of sheer boredom,” she said.

Upon hearing this, Withal couldn’t resist giving Catherine a thumbs-up.

It was evident that she was a top-notch expert, effortlessly surpassing others with her remarkable insights.

Withal chose to remain silent, and he didn’t want to pursue the matter further. He felt that pressing on would only be an affront to himself.

The following afternoon, Catherine was once again summoned.

She headed to the palace.

Bert had passed away, but the mysterious illness hadn’t ceased. Another royal member had been assigned for experimentation and analysis.

This new member’s mother held a higher maternal status within the royal family than Bert’s mother did, so initially, he wasn’t the first choice.

No one had anticipated that Bert would pass away so quickly, and thus, this new member had to fill his position.

When Catherine met Henry, she found his condition to be quite dire. It wasn’t that his illness was more severe than Bert’s, but his emotional state was in tatters, on the brink of collapse.

The torment of his ailment and the mental pressure had accelerated the deterioration of his physical condition.

examining him, Catherine found that, apart from the emotional stress, the rest of his symptoms were identical

there was no improvement to report. Those who had been keeping a close eye

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no attention to the idle

expression remained cold and distant, like an island of serenity amid turmoil. Just as

a panic, urgently calling upon

all made their appearances, but they were all

complete breakdown, overwhelmed by anxiety. His eyes bulged,

“Please, save me, please…”

was a

stand by and watch his life slip away before their

Finally, Catherine took action.

with a commanding presence that compelled the experts surrounding Henry to part

full view of everyone, began to unbutton his shirt. Henry’s servants attempted to

His Highness! You lowly woman, you’re not allowed

monarchy, and as a result, the deeply ingrained concepts of male dominance and female subservience held

were strict rules against women touching

the man would face ill fortune, and the woman responsible would

Catherine cast a cold, disdainful glance at the servant who

hanging by a thread, are you still concerned

Henry’s life was on the line, and at a time like this, adhering to antiquated customs was

no time for further discussion with the servant. She unbuttoned Henry’s shirt, revealing his emaciated

she had carried with her. After returning home the previous night, she shared her research

today, she had brought the silver needles with her, not expecting that they

watched Catherine’s actions anxiously. As she inserted one silver needle after another with

from labored breathing to gradual relief and a

later, Henry was able to

when Catherine made her appearance, he had been present and

at her and said, Thank

aloof expression as she carefully put away

mocked her earlier now felt the sting of