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.

found that, apart from the emotional stress, the rest of

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

It turns out they’re just

see! When it truly comes down

attention to the

expression remained cold and distant, like an island of serenity amid turmoil. Just as she had finished her examination and turned around, Henry suddenly

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

made their appearances, but they were

breakdown, overwhelmed by anxiety. His eyes bulged, and he

“Please, save me, please…”

a heart-wrenching

people just going to stand by and watch

Finally, Catherine took action.

stepped forward with a commanding presence that compelled the

and, in full view of everyone, began to unbutton his shirt.

You lowly woman, you’re not allowed to touch

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

were strict rules against women touching a man’s chest

was believed that the man would

cast a cold, disdainful glance at the

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

was momentarily stunned by Catherine’s words. As Catherine had pointed out, Henry’s life was on the line,

no time for further discussion with the servant. She

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

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

after another with precision into the acupuncture

breathing to gradual relief and a less pallid complexion was

minutes later, Henry was able to

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

looked at her and said, Thank

expression as

felt the sting of embarrassment as