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, the rest

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

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

When it truly comes down

attention

like an island of serenity amid turmoil. Just as she had finished her examination and turned around, Henry suddenly convulsed, frothing

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

even Reiki therapists all made their appearances, but

in a state of complete breakdown, overwhelmed by anxiety. His eyes bulged,

“Please, save me, please…”

a heart-wrenching

by and watch his life slip away

Finally, Catherine took action.

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

to unbutton his shirt. Henry’s servants attempted to rush forward to stop her, but Withal intervened

lowly woman, you’re not allowed to

result, the deeply ingrained

women touching a man’s chest

was believed that the man would face ill fortune, and the woman responsible would face

Catherine cast a cold, disdainful glance at the servant who

His Highness’ life is hanging by a thread, are you still concerned about his fate? Is

pointed out, Henry’s life was on the line, and at a time like this, adhering to antiquated customs was utterly

for further discussion with the servant. She unbuttoned Henry’s shirt, revealing

home the previous night, she

had brought the silver needles with her, not expecting

one silver needle after another with precision into the acupuncture points, Henry’s condition appeared

breathing to gradual relief and a less pallid complexion

Henry was able to

upon seeing Catherine, he recognized her. Yesterday, when

her and said, Thank

aloof expression

felt the sting of embarrassment as