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

improvement to report. Those who had been keeping a close eye on

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attention

like an island of serenity amid turmoil. Just as she had

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

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

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

“Please, save me, please…”

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by and watch

Finally, Catherine took action.

stepped forward with a commanding presence that compelled the experts surrounding Henry to

began to unbutton his shirt. Henry’s servants attempted to rush

of them shouted, “Release His Highness! You lowly woman, you’re not allowed to

and as a result, the deeply ingrained concepts of

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

rule was violated, it was believed that the man would face

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

by a thread, are you still concerned

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

further discussion with the servant. She unbuttoned

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

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

As she inserted one silver needle after

from labored breathing to gradual relief and a less

later, Henry was able

when Catherine made her appearance, he had been present and knew

he looked at her and said,

an aloof expression as she carefully put

the sting of embarrassment as they witnessed her