This Doctor Is Too Wealthy

Chapter 1064: 709 Do you still dare to threaten me?

"So what if I don’t give you face? What can you do about it?"

Qiao Zhenghai’s eyes were red as he muttered, "You dare hit me? You’d offend my Qiao family for this farmer?"

Hearing this, Wu Shengnan’s elder brother burst out laughing. He laughed so hard he bent over, gasping for breath. Pointing at Qiao Zhenghai and then looking at Du Heng, he laughed until tears streamed down his face.

"The Qiao family? A farmer? Hahaha, hahahaha! What the fuck am I hearing? Xiao Heng, you’re wrong. This kid isn’t just spoiled. I was wrong, too. This isn’t a case of new money going to his head and him being unable to handle it; he’s got mental issues. Hahaha..."

Wu Shengnan’s elder brother laughed so hard that Du Heng could only look on helplessly, while Qiao Zhenghai’s face was etched with terror. He didn’t understand how such a seemingly normal statement from him could provoke such horrifying laughter from this man. Was what I just said really that funny?

Having laughed his fill, Wu Shengnan’s elder brother, seeing Qiao Zhenghai still hadn’t reacted, slapped him again with a crisp sound.

Then he said coldly, "A farmer? You look down on farmers? Are you even qualified to look down on them?"

Zhang Zhenghai, somewhat intimidated by Wu Shengnan’s elder brother’s aura, took a frightened step back.

"Still talking about the Qiao family? Fuck your Qiao family! You have less than 0.3 acres of fields to your name and barely three people in your household. Don’t even talk about three generations back; twenty years ago, your old man was still scrounging for food in the fields! And now you fucking dare to pretend you’re from some prestigious clan in front of me? The Qiao family? Sure, your dad’s good at bootlicking, but he doesn’t even call the shots for that piddling family business! Are you brainless, trying to act all important in front of me?"

"You... you... you insult my father! Just you wait!"

"Huh?" Wu Shengnan’s elder brother paused, taken aback. "You want me to wait? Wait for what?"

That single remark instantly ignited Wu Shengnan’s elder brother’s fury. Anger flared in his heart, and malice surged through him. He lunged forward, grabbed Zhang Zhenghai by the collar, and expertly executed a shoulder throw.

THUD.

Zhang Zhenghai was flipped directly onto the sofa.

Wu Shengnan’s elder brother had moved too quickly, and Du Heng himself hadn’t expected his brother-in-law to cause such a commotion. For a moment, he was stunned and couldn’t react.

But his brother-in-law was on a roll. He turned and kicked Zhang Zhenghai, who was still dazed on the sofa.

While kicking, he yelled, "You fucker, you dare threaten me? Who gave you the balls? Your old man wouldn’t even dare fart in my presence, and you’re trying to act tough with me? Speak up! What am I supposed to be waiting for?"

After a couple of vicious kicks from his brother-in-law, Zhang Zhenghai let out a piercing shriek, which finally snapped Du Heng back to his senses.

Seeing his brother-in-law still kicking, Du Heng quickly rushed over to pull him away. "Bro, Bro, don’t be angry! It’s not worth it!"

Wu Shengnan’s elder brother gasped for breath, his face contorted with rage. "Did you hear that? This fucking bastard actually dared to threaten me! It’s infuriating!"

He struggled, trying to lunge forward again. "Let go! Let me kick him a couple more times!"

Du Heng wouldn’t dare let go, desperately dragging his brother-in-law backward.

This is my office, after all. If something serious happens here, it’ll be a huge mess.

He hadn’t even finished that thought when the office door was suddenly pushed open. Kang Zhirong rushed in, looking anxious. "Dean, what happened?"

Du Heng’s expression darkened. "Get out. Don’t come in unless I call for you."

Kang Zhirong stared blankly around the office, clearly confused about what was going on.

But Du Heng urged him again, "Get out, and close the door behind you."

Once the office door was closed again, Du Heng continued to persuade his brother-in-law, "Bro, calm down. We’re in my office."

"Alright, alright, let go. I won’t hit him anymore."

Wu Shengnan’s elder brother gently broke free from Du Heng’s grip. He then raked his hair back in a rather imperious manner and straightened his clothes, which were impeccably free of wrinkles.

"Hmph. Zhang Zhenghai, is it? When you get back, tell your old man exactly what happened here today. I want to see your father tonight. If you dare try any tricks on me, I’ll show you exactly what ’just you wait’ means. Now, get lost!"

Zhang Zhenghai didn’t dare to breathe heavily and immediately bolted.

Du Heng quickly shouted, "Take the money on the table too!"

Zhang Zhenghai hurried back, snatched the scattered money from the table, and then fled in disgrace.

Watching Zhang Zhenghai’s retreating figure, Du Heng just couldn’t figure out why this kid would do such a thing. He knew who he was up against, yet he still dared to make threats. Fine, he made threats. But even when the big BOSS was coming, the kid didn’t run. Not running was one thing, but he didn’t even dare to fight back. And if he didn’t dare to fight back, why did he still have the nerve to make threats? Du Heng was starting to wonder if this guy’s head had been so turned by money that he thought it was omnipotent. Or was there actually something wrong with the kid’s brain? An intellectual deficiency? But then, after thinking it over, Du Heng felt the kid’s behavior was just as his brother-in-law described it: a case of ’new money going to his head and him being unable to handle it.’ The type who overcompensates for a deep-seated inferiority complex with an inflated ego, trying to use outward displays to bolster their fragile dignity. It was contradictory, yet it made perfect sense for someone like that. Because, simply put, this kind of person was, in a way, suffering from a type of mental illness. And in the world of the mentally ill, they were capable of doing anything, no matter how outrageous or unreasonable.

Wu Shengnan’s elder brother let out a comfortable sigh. "Alright, leave this to me. You don’t need to worry about it anymore."

"Sorry to trouble you, Bro."

"We’re family, no need for such formalities. Next time you run into a kid with this kind of mental illness, just take care of him yourself. Don’t be afraid. As long as you’re in the right, it doesn’t matter if you break his legs."

Tsk, tsk. Such dominance! Truly a Third Generation Official; his confidence was solid, and he handled things with such an air.

Wu Shengnan’s elder brother patted Du Heng on the shoulder. "Let’s go. It’s noon. Let’s have lunch together."

Du Heng glanced at the time, thought it was about right, and agreed. They left the office together.

But just as the two of them reached the main gate, Du Heng saw a sight that left him dumbfounded.

The people whose banners and broken basins had been confiscated that morning... Du Heng had assumed that without their props, they’d quiet down for a day or two.

But he never would have imagined that right now, these same people were back, holding several big signs high, carrying a few X Display Stands, and continuously parading and shouting at the hospital entrance.

The words on the big signs were identical to those on the morning’s banners. The X Display Stands, meanwhile, featured both text and images, narrating their version of events.

Wu Shengnan’s elder brother stopped, watching curiously, then teased Du Heng, "No way. You’re known as the Divine Doctor, how could something like this happen?"

Du Heng looked a little helpless and could only briefly explain the situation to his brother-in-law. freewebnøvel.com

Once he finished explaining, Du Heng, his face dark, walked straight towards the hospital entrance.

He truly hadn’t expected these people to be so thoroughly prepared, with so many tactics up their sleeves.

"Confiscate them! Confiscate all of it!" Du Heng roared, his expression grim as he reached them.

But, just like that morning, these people completely ignored him.

Du Heng waved his hand, and the security guards at the gate, who were already eager to act, immediately rushed over, preparing to seize the signs and display stands.

However, these people didn’t resist in the slightest. When they saw the security guards approaching, they simply handed over the signs.

The man named Ren stepped forward. "You can take them, but we can keep printing more."

He looked Du Heng up and down. "You can use your power as the Dean to oppress us, but we will definitely get justice for my nephew."

Du Heng was once again disgusted by the shamelessness of the man named Ren.

But his extremely ’righteous’ voice and ’grief-stricken’ expression made the onlookers, who didn’t know the truth of the matter, start pointing fingers and murmuring about Du Heng and the hospital. freēwebnovel.com

Du Heng gritted his teeth and said, "You really are a scoundrel."

The man named Ren, with an expression of utmost righteousness and sorrow, replied, "As long as I can get justice for my nephew, I’m willing to be a scoundrel."