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.

the emotional stress,

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

were extraordinary. It turns out they’re just using the title of ‘Doctor’ to pull the wool over

see! When it truly comes down to

paid no attention

Just as she had finished her examination and turned around, Henry suddenly convulsed, frothing

was on the brink of death. The attendants were in a panic, urgently calling upon various experts, mystics,

even Reiki therapists all made their appearances, but they were all

anxiety. His eyes bulged, and he stared

“Please, save me, please…”

a heart-wrenching

just going to stand by

Finally, Catherine took action.

with a commanding presence that compelled the experts surrounding Henry to part and

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

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

it was still an era of monarchy, and as a result,

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

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

cast a cold, disdainful glance at the servant

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

was 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 to antiquated

with the servant. She unbuttoned Henry’s shirt,

had carried with her. After returning home the previous night, she shared her research findings with

the palace today, she had brought the silver needles with her, not expecting that

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

to gradual relief and a less pallid

later, Henry was able to

he recognized her. Yesterday, when

looked at her and said, Thank you,

aloof expression as she

had mocked her earlier now felt the sting