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

been there for two days already, and there was no improvement to report. Those who had been keeping a close eye on her couldn’t help

I thought these self-proclaimed top global biologists were extraordinary. It turns out they’re

see! When it truly comes down to it, she

no attention to the

and distant, like an island of serenity amid turmoil. Just as she had finished her examination and turned

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,

His eyes bulged,

“Please, save me, please…”

was a

to stand by and watch his life slip away before

Finally, Catherine took action.

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

of everyone, began to unbutton his shirt. Henry’s servants attempted to rush forward to

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

as a result, the deeply ingrained concepts of male dominance

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

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

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

frosty tone, When His Highness’ life is hanging by a thread, are

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 antiquated

with the

carried with her. After returning home the previous night,

needles with her, not expecting that they would be

actions anxiously. As she inserted one silver needle after another with precision into

to gradual relief and a less pallid complexion was a relief for

Henry was

Yesterday, when Catherine made her appearance, he had

her and said,

an aloof expression as she carefully put away the

mocked her earlier now felt the sting of embarrassment as they witnessed