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.

the emotional

improvement to report. Those who had been keeping a

out they’re just using

comes down to it, she can’t

attention

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

seemed that he was on the brink of death. The attendants were in a panic, urgently calling

their

His eyes bulged, and he stared at

“Please, save me, please…”

a

people just going to stand by and watch his life slip away before their

Finally, Catherine took action.

presence that compelled the experts surrounding Henry

of everyone, began to unbutton his

Highness! You lowly woman,

as a result, the deeply ingrained concepts of

were strict rules against women touching a man’s chest

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

Catherine cast a cold, disdainful glance at the

him in a frosty tone, When His Highness’ life is hanging by

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

no time for further discussion with the servant. She unbuttoned

with her. After returning home the previous night, she shared

today, she had brought the silver needles with her, not expecting that they would be

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

and a less pallid complexion

was able to

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

looked at her and said, Thank

remained unresponsive, wearing an aloof expression as she

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