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

already, and there was no improvement to report. Those who had been keeping a

extraordinary. It turns out they’re just using the title

When it truly comes down to it, she

attention to

island of serenity amid turmoil. Just as she had

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

therapists all made their appearances, but they were

complete breakdown, overwhelmed by anxiety. His eyes bulged, and he stared at the onlookers in

“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.

that compelled the experts surrounding Henry to part and make way for

unbutton his shirt.

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

a result,

against women touching a man’s chest or anything

this rule was violated, it was believed that the man

disdainful glance at the servant who

Highness’ life is hanging by a thread,

servant was 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 customs was

the servant. She unbuttoned Henry’s shirt,

she withdrew a silver needle she had carried with her. After returning home the previous night, she shared her research findings with

arrived at the palace today, she had brought the silver needles with her, not expecting

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

from labored breathing to gradual relief and a

Henry was able

upon seeing Catherine, he recognized her. Yesterday, when Catherine made her appearance, he had been present

looked at her and said, Thank you,

remained unresponsive, wearing an aloof expression as she carefully put away the

now felt the