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 his

no improvement to report. Those who had been keeping

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

see! When it truly comes down to it, she

paid no attention to

of serenity amid turmoil. Just as she had finished

in a panic, urgently calling upon various

therapists all made their appearances, but they were all equally

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

“Please, save me, please…”

was a heart-wrenching

these people just going to stand by and watch his

Finally, Catherine took action.

that compelled the experts surrounding Henry to part and make

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

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

Ravenloth, it was still an era of monarchy, and as a result, the deeply ingrained

were strict rules against women touching

violated, it was believed that the man would face

a cold, disdainful glance at

life is hanging by a thread, are

had pointed out, Henry’s life was on the line, and at a time like

discussion with the

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

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

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

transition from labored breathing to gradual relief and a less pallid complexion was a relief for

Henry was able to

was returning, and upon seeing Catherine, he recognized her. Yesterday, when Catherine made her appearance, he had been present and knew

her and

wearing an aloof expression

earlier now felt the sting of embarrassment as they witnessed her