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.

apart from the emotional stress, the rest

already, and there was no improvement to report. Those who had been keeping a close eye on her

turns out they’re just using the title of ‘Doctor’ to pull the wool over everyone’s

comes down

no attention

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

were in a panic, urgently calling upon various experts, mystics, and even energy

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

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

“Please, save me, please…”

a

people just going to stand by and watch his life

Finally, Catherine took action.

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

knelt by Henry’s side and, in full view of everyone, began to unbutton his shirt. Henry’s

Highness! You lowly woman, you’re not

as a result, the

rules against women touching a man’s chest or anything above

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

a cold, disdainful glance at the servant who had attempted to

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

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

further discussion with the servant. She unbuttoned Henry’s shirt,

the previous

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

after another with precision into

from labored breathing to gradual relief and a less

later, Henry was

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

her and said, Thank you,

expression as she carefully

earlier now felt the sting of embarrassment as they witnessed