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.

from the emotional stress, the

two days already, and there was no improvement to report. Those who had been keeping a close eye on

biologists were extraordinary. It turns out they’re

it truly comes down to it,

attention

Just as she had finished her examination

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

healers, charlatans, and even Reiki therapists all made their appearances,

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

“Please, save me, please…”

was a

all these people just going to stand by and

Finally, Catherine took action.

forward with a commanding presence that compelled the experts surrounding

his

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

result, the deeply ingrained concepts of male dominance and female subservience held

women touching a man’s chest or anything above

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

understanding the situation, Catherine cast a cold, disdainful glance at the servant who had attempted to

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

Henry’s life was on the line,

had no time for further discussion with the servant. She unbuttoned Henry’s shirt, revealing his emaciated

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

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

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

breathing to gradual relief and a less

minutes later, Henry was able

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

he looked at her

remained unresponsive, wearing an aloof expression as

felt the sting of embarrassment