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.

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

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 just using the title of ‘Doctor’

down to it, she

no attention to the

expression remained cold and distant, like an island of serenity amid turmoil. Just as she had finished her examination and turned around, Henry suddenly

was on the brink of death. The attendants were in a panic, urgently calling upon various experts, mystics, and even

their appearances, but they were all equally helpless, providing

eyes bulged, and he stared at the onlookers in

“Please, save me, please…”

a heart-wrenching

to stand by and watch his life slip away

Finally, Catherine took action.

compelled the experts surrounding

his shirt. Henry’s servants attempted to rush forward to stop her,

woman, you’re not allowed to

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

strict rules against women touching a man’s

was believed that the man would face ill fortune,

Catherine cast a cold, disdainful glance at the

by a thread, are you still concerned about his fate? Is

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

further discussion with the servant. She

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

had brought the silver needles with her, not expecting that they would be put to use so

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

relief and a less pallid complexion was a relief for

was able to

upon seeing Catherine, he recognized her. Yesterday, when Catherine made

her and said,

wearing an aloof expression as she carefully put

mocked her earlier now felt the sting of embarrassment