All Her Secrets By Chestnut

Chapter 485 The Secret

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.

apart from the emotional stress, the rest of his symptoms were

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

out they’re just using the title of

truly comes down to it, she can’t

attention to

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

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

therapists all made their appearances, but they were all equally

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

“Please, save me, please…”

a heart-wrenching

by and watch his life

Finally, Catherine took action.

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

side and, in full view of everyone, began to unbutton his shirt. Henry’s servants attempted to rush forward to stop her,

of them shouted, “Release His Highness! You lowly woman, you’re not allowed to touch His Highness’s noble

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

strict rules against women touching a man’s chest

that the man would face

a cold, disdainful glance at the servant who

is hanging by a thread, are you still concerned about his fate? Is that

words. As Catherine had pointed out, Henry’s life was on the line, and at a time like this, adhering to

no time for further discussion with the servant. She unbuttoned Henry’s

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

needles with her,

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

and a less pallid complexion was a

Henry was

he recognized her. Yesterday, when

looked at her

aloof expression as she carefully put

who had mocked her earlier now felt the sting of