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.

apart from the emotional stress,

been there for two days already, and there was no improvement to report. Those who had been keeping a close eye on her couldn’t help but indulge

biologists were extraordinary. It turns out they’re

see! When it truly comes down to it, she can’t

attention to

of serenity amid turmoil. Just as she had finished her examination and turned around, Henry

The attendants were in a panic, urgently calling upon various experts, mystics, and even energy healers to

therapists all made their

eyes bulged, and

“Please, save me, please…”

a heart-wrenching

just going to stand by

Finally, Catherine took action.

that compelled the experts surrounding Henry to part

knelt by Henry’s side and, in full view of everyone, began to unbutton his shirt. Henry’s servants attempted to rush forward to stop

lowly woman,

it was still an era of monarchy, and as a result, the deeply ingrained concepts of male dominance

strict rules against women touching a man’s chest

man would face ill

a cold, disdainful glance at the servant who had attempted

tone, When His Highness’ life is hanging by a thread, are you still concerned about his fate?

servant was momentarily stunned by Catherine’s words. As Catherine had pointed out, Henry’s life was on the line, and at a time

the servant. She

home the previous night, she shared her research findings with Mr. Theo and sought advice on treating

she arrived at the palace today, she had brought the silver needles with her, not expecting that

actions anxiously. As she inserted one silver needle after another with precision into the acupuncture points, Henry’s condition

to gradual relief and a less pallid

minutes later, Henry was

upon seeing Catherine, he recognized her. Yesterday, when Catherine made her appearance, he had been

her and said, Thank you,

expression

felt the sting of embarrassment