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.

examining him, Catherine found that, apart from the emotional stress, the rest of his

already, and there was no improvement to report. Those who had

It turns out they’re just using the title of

see! When it truly comes down to

no attention

amid turmoil. Just as she had finished her examination and turned around, Henry suddenly convulsed, frothing

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

made their appearances, but they were all equally helpless, providing

a state of complete breakdown, overwhelmed by anxiety. His eyes bulged, and he stared at the onlookers

“Please, save me, please…”

was a heart-wrenching

going to stand by and watch his life

Finally, Catherine took action.

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

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

shouted, “Release His Highness! You lowly woman, you’re

was still an era of monarchy, and as a result, the deeply ingrained concepts of male dominance and

strict rules against women touching

rule was violated, it was believed that the man would face

cold, disdainful glance at the servant who had

a frosty tone, When His Highness’ life is hanging by a thread, are you still concerned about his

had pointed out, Henry’s life was

further discussion with the servant. She unbuttoned

the previous night, she shared her research findings with Mr. Theo

she arrived at the palace today, she had brought the silver needles with her, not

one silver needle after another with precision into the

relief and a less pallid complexion

Henry was able to speak

recognized her. Yesterday, when Catherine made her

looked at her and said,

expression as she carefully

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