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.

that, apart from the emotional stress, the rest of

was no improvement to report. Those who

turns out they’re just

down to

paid no attention to the idle

expression remained cold and distant, like an island of serenity amid turmoil. Just as she had

attendants were in a panic, urgently

and even Reiki therapists all made their appearances,

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

“Please, save me, please…”

was a

stand by and watch his life slip

Finally, Catherine took action.

the experts surrounding Henry to part and make way

to unbutton his shirt. Henry’s servants attempted to rush forward to stop her, but Withal intervened

woman, you’re

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

rules against women touching a

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

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

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

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

further discussion with the servant. She unbuttoned Henry’s

carried with her. After returning home the previous

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

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 speak

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

her and said, Thank you,

unresponsive, wearing an aloof expression as she carefully

felt the sting of embarrassment as they witnessed