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.

from the emotional stress, the rest of his symptoms were identical to

was no improvement to report. Those who had been keeping a close eye on her couldn’t help but

extraordinary. It turns out they’re just using the title of ‘Doctor’ to pull the wool over

truly comes down to it, she can’t

paid no attention to the idle

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

in a panic, urgently calling upon

and even Reiki therapists all made their appearances, but they were

complete breakdown, overwhelmed by anxiety. His eyes bulged, and he stared at the

“Please, save me, please…”

was a

going to stand by and watch his life slip away before their

Finally, Catherine took action.

a commanding presence that compelled the

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

His Highness! You lowly woman, you’re

and as a result,

strict rules against women touching a man’s chest or

that the man would face

cold, disdainful glance at the servant who

is hanging by a

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

had no time for further discussion with the servant.

silver needle she had carried with her. After returning home the previous night,

the silver needles with her, not expecting that they

actions anxiously. As she inserted one silver needle after another with precision into the

to gradual relief and a

later, Henry was able

when Catherine

he looked at her and

expression as

had mocked her earlier now felt the sting of embarrassment as they