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 stress,

had been there for two days already, and there was no improvement to report. Those who had been keeping a close eye on

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

it truly comes down

attention to the idle

turmoil. Just as she

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

their appearances, but

anxiety. His eyes bulged, and he stared at the

“Please, save me, please…”

was a

just going to stand by and watch his

Finally, Catherine took action.

presence that compelled the

full view of everyone, began to unbutton his shirt. Henry’s servants attempted to rush forward to stop her, but Withal

You lowly woman,

monarchy, and as a result, the deeply ingrained concepts of male dominance and female subservience held

rules against women touching

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

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

by

Catherine had pointed out, Henry’s life was

had no time for further discussion with the servant.

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

brought the silver needles with her, not

anxiously. As she inserted one silver needle after another

to gradual relief and a less pallid complexion was

was able to speak

recognized her. Yesterday, when Catherine

her and said,

remained unresponsive, wearing an aloof expression as she

now felt the sting of embarrassment as they witnessed her