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.

him, Catherine found that, apart from the emotional stress, the rest of his

improvement to report. Those who had been keeping a close eye on her couldn’t help but

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

see! When it truly comes down

no attention

serenity amid turmoil. Just as she had finished her examination and turned around, Henry

a panic, urgently calling upon various experts, mystics, and

all made their

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 heart-wrenching

all these people just going to stand by and watch his life slip away

Finally, Catherine took action.

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

to unbutton his shirt. Henry’s servants attempted to

You lowly woman, you’re not allowed to touch His

era of monarchy, and as a result, the deeply ingrained concepts of

touching a man’s

it was believed that the man would face ill fortune,

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

life is hanging by

As Catherine had pointed out, Henry’s life was on the line,

had no time for further discussion with the servant. She unbuttoned Henry’s shirt, revealing his emaciated

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

silver needles with her, not expecting that they would

anxiously. As she inserted one silver needle after another with precision into the acupuncture points,

breathing to gradual relief and a less pallid

later, Henry was

her. Yesterday, when Catherine made her appearance, he had been present and

at her and said,

unresponsive, wearing an aloof expression as she carefully put away

who had mocked her earlier now felt the sting of embarrassment as