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.

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

report. Those who had been keeping a close eye on her couldn’t help but indulge in

self-proclaimed top global biologists were extraordinary. It turns out they’re just using the

see! When it truly comes down to it,

no attention to the idle

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

were in a panic, urgently calling upon

made their appearances, but they were all equally helpless, providing

breakdown, overwhelmed by anxiety. His eyes bulged, and he stared at the onlookers in terror,

“Please, save me, please…”

was a

these people just going to stand by and watch his life slip away before

Finally, Catherine took action.

presence that compelled the experts surrounding Henry to part and make way

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

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

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

were strict rules against women touching a

was believed that the man would face ill fortune, and the woman responsible would

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

by a thread, are you still concerned about his fate? Is that a

Catherine had pointed out, Henry’s life was on the line, and at a time like

discussion with the servant.

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

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

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 complexion was a relief

Henry was able to

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

he looked at her

an aloof expression as she

the sting of