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.

that, apart from the emotional stress, the rest of his symptoms were

improvement to report. Those who had been keeping a close

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

see! When it truly comes down to it, she

no attention to

expression remained cold and distant, like an island of serenity amid turmoil. Just as she

in a panic, urgently calling upon various experts, mystics, and even energy healers to

all made their appearances, but they were all equally helpless, providing

eyes bulged, and

“Please, save me, please…”

a heart-wrenching

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

Finally, Catherine took action.

compelled the experts surrounding

in full view of everyone, began to unbutton his shirt.

Highness! You lowly woman, you’re

as a result, the deeply ingrained concepts of male

women touching a

it was believed that the man would face ill fortune,

the situation, Catherine cast a cold, disdainful glance at

by a thread, are you still concerned

Henry’s life was on the line,

with the servant. She unbuttoned Henry’s

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

brought the silver needles

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

from labored breathing to gradual relief and a

minutes later, Henry was able

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

looked at her and

aloof expression

now felt the sting of embarrassment as they