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,

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

It turns out they’re just using the

see! When it truly comes down to it, she can’t

attention to

as she had finished her

he was on the brink of death. The attendants were in a panic, urgently calling upon various experts, mystics, and even energy healers to try and save

their appearances, but

breakdown, overwhelmed by anxiety. His eyes

“Please, save me, please…”

a heart-wrenching

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

Finally, Catherine took action.

that compelled the experts surrounding Henry to part and make way

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

You lowly woman, you’re not allowed

still an era of monarchy, and as a result, the deeply ingrained concepts

were strict rules against women touching a man’s chest or

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

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

in a frosty tone, When His Highness’ life is hanging by a thread, are you still concerned about his

Catherine’s words. As Catherine had pointed out, Henry’s life was on the line, and at a

with the servant. She unbuttoned Henry’s

previous night, she shared her research findings with Mr.

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

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

gradual relief and a

Henry was able to speak

when

looked at her and said, Thank you,

aloof expression as she carefully put away

felt the sting of embarrassment as they witnessed her