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.

from the emotional stress,

there was no improvement to report. Those who had

I thought these self-proclaimed top global biologists were extraordinary. It turns out they’re just using the title of ‘Doctor’ to pull the wool over everyone’s

truly comes down to it,

paid no attention to the idle

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

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

all made their appearances, but

eyes bulged, and he stared at the onlookers

“Please, save me, please…”

was a

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

Finally, Catherine took action.

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

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

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

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

women touching a man’s chest

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

disdainful glance

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

was on the line, and at a time like this, adhering to antiquated customs

for further discussion with the servant.

previous night, she shared her research findings with

the silver needles with her,

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

to gradual relief and a less

minutes later, Henry was able to

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

her and said, Thank

aloof expression as she carefully put

who had mocked her earlier now felt the sting