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

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

they’re just using the title of ‘Doctor’ to

see! When it truly comes down

attention to the idle

amid turmoil. Just as she had finished her examination and turned around, Henry suddenly convulsed, frothing at the

panic, urgently

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

overwhelmed by anxiety. His eyes bulged, and he stared

“Please, save me, please…”

was a

these people just going to stand by and watch his

Finally, Catherine took action.

the experts surrounding Henry to part

unbutton his shirt. Henry’s

“Release His Highness! You lowly woman,

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

strict rules against women touching a man’s chest

man

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

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

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

with the servant. She unbuttoned Henry’s shirt, revealing

she withdrew a silver needle she had carried with her. After returning home the previous night, she shared her research findings with Mr.

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

As she inserted one silver needle after another with precision into the acupuncture points, Henry’s condition appeared to

breathing to gradual relief and a

minutes later, Henry was

recognized her. Yesterday, when Catherine

her and said, Thank you,

expression as she carefully put away the

the