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.

that, apart from the emotional stress, the

improvement to report. Those who

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

see! When it truly comes down to it,

attention to the idle

like an island of serenity amid turmoil. Just as

panic, urgently calling upon various

even Reiki therapists all made their appearances, but they

was in a state of complete breakdown, overwhelmed by anxiety. His eyes bulged, and he stared at the onlookers in terror,

“Please, save me, please…”

was a

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

Finally, Catherine took action.

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

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

Highness! You lowly woman, you’re not allowed to touch His Highness’s

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

touching a man’s chest or

the man would face ill fortune, and

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

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

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

discussion with the

the previous night, she shared her research findings with Mr. Theo

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

inserted one silver needle after another with precision

transition from labored breathing to gradual relief and a less pallid complexion was a relief

later, Henry was able to speak

Yesterday, when

he looked at her and said, Thank you,

an aloof expression as she carefully put away

earlier now felt the sting of