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.

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

been there for two days already, and there was no improvement to report. Those who

were extraordinary. It turns out they’re just using the

down to

attention to the

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

brink of death. The attendants were in a panic, urgently calling upon various experts, mystics, and even energy healers

various healers, charlatans, and even Reiki therapists all made their appearances,

eyes bulged, and he stared at the onlookers in terror,

“Please, save me, please…”

was a

going to stand by and watch his

Finally, Catherine took action.

stepped forward with a commanding presence that compelled the experts surrounding Henry to part and make way for

in full view of everyone, began to unbutton his shirt. Henry’s servants attempted to rush forward to stop her, but Withal

of them shouted, “Release His Highness! You lowly woman, you’re not allowed to

a result, the deeply ingrained concepts of

strict rules against women touching a man’s chest

this rule was violated, it was believed that the man would face ill fortune, and the woman responsible would face

Catherine cast a cold, disdainful glance at the servant who had attempted

His Highness’ life is hanging by a thread, are you

had pointed out, Henry’s life was on

had no time for further discussion with the

home the previous night, she shared her research findings with

today, she had brought the silver needles with her, not expecting that they would be put to use

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

to gradual relief and a less pallid complexion was a relief for

minutes later, Henry was

seeing Catherine, he recognized her. Yesterday, when Catherine made her appearance, he

at her and

remained unresponsive, wearing an aloof expression as she carefully put away the

the sting of