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.

from the emotional stress, the rest of his symptoms were

had been there for two days already, and there was no improvement to report. Those

It turns out they’re just using the title of ‘Doctor’ to

it truly comes down

no attention to the idle

serenity amid turmoil. Just as she had

on the brink of death. The attendants were in a panic, urgently calling upon various

their appearances, but they were all equally helpless, providing

overwhelmed by anxiety. His eyes

“Please, save me, please…”

a

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

Finally, Catherine took action.

with a commanding presence that compelled the experts surrounding Henry to part

knelt by Henry’s side and, in full view of everyone, began to unbutton his shirt. Henry’s servants

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

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

women touching a man’s chest or anything above

man would face ill fortune, and the

the situation, Catherine cast a cold, disdainful glance

His Highness’ life is hanging by

out, Henry’s life was on the line, and at a

the servant. She unbuttoned Henry’s shirt, revealing his

home the previous night, she shared

at the palace today, she had brought the silver needles with her, not expecting that they would be put to use

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

to gradual relief and a less pallid

minutes later, Henry was able

returning, and upon seeing Catherine, he recognized her. Yesterday, when

at her

wearing an aloof expression as she

felt the