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, the rest of his symptoms were

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

It turns out they’re just using the title of ‘Doctor’ to

it truly comes down

attention to the idle

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

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

and even Reiki therapists all made their appearances, but

in a state of complete breakdown, overwhelmed by anxiety. His eyes

“Please, save me, please…”

was a

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

Finally, Catherine took action.

a commanding presence that compelled the

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

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

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

strict rules against women touching

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

situation, Catherine cast a cold, disdainful glance at the

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

out, Henry’s life was

had no time for further discussion with the servant.

she had carried with her. After returning home the previous night, she shared her research findings with Mr. Theo and sought advice

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

needle after another with precision into the acupuncture points, Henry’s condition appeared to

breathing to gradual relief and a less pallid complexion was a

minutes later, Henry was able

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

her and said, Thank you,

unresponsive, wearing an aloof expression as she carefully put away

earlier now felt the