This Doctor Is Too Wealthy-Chapter 456 - 422 Du Heng’s bad taste

"For educational background, there’s no specific requirement as long as she is literate and can do basic math. As for work, it’s fine if she works on the farm, goes out to work, or even better, has a formal job." 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

These requirements sounded like no requirements at all. It seemed easy to find someone who met them, but this kind of situation could actually be the most difficult. This was just like how free things are often the most expensive.

Zhu Fanzhong was a bit confused after hearing these requirements, not knowing whether Du Heng was sincere in looking for a wife or just trying to appease his elder brother. Given Du Heng’s own circumstances, if he really wanted to find someone like that, it was hard to say if he himself would be satisfied, let alone if his elder brother would approve.

Just as Zhu Fanzhong was about to speak, he suddenly felt his foot being stepped on. He turned his head to see his daughter’s mouth pouted like a pig’s snout, looking very upset.

Zhu Fanzhong merely gave his daughter a faint glance, pretended not to notice, and continued talking to Du Heng, "President Du, please be serious. If you are, I’ll ask around and help you look."

"Brother Zhu, I’m serious," Du Heng replied earnestly.

However, Du Ping, Du Heng’s elder brother, who was beside the table, promptly kicked Du Heng in the calf. "Serious? What serious? I think you’re just trying to spite me."

Putting down his chopsticks, Du Heng couldn’t help but rub his calf.

Du Ping’s kick had been a real one.

"Big Brother, I’m really serious."

"Just stop talking and eat your meal."

Du Ping glared at Du Heng, then his face instantly transformed into a smile as he turned back to Zhu Fanzhong and began to discuss Du Heng’s requirements for a wife in detail.

While speaking, he couldn’t help but be puzzled by the expression of the young girl beside his daughter. He frequently glanced at the girl, who was constantly picking at her food but barely eating anything, wondering if the dishes his wife made today tasted off.

Meanwhile, Du Heng no longer paid attention to them. Once Du Ping and Zhu Fanzhong started their detailed chat, he lowered his head and focused on eating.

He also found it amusing. The New Year holiday wasn’t even over—it wasn’t yet the seventh day of the new year—and already two families had been lined up to introduce potential partners to him.

Actually, none of the three Du family males present—the two adults and one child—noticed or understood the subtle emotions behind Zhu Minyan’s behavior.

However, the two women of the Du Family were more perceptive and both vaguely sensed something.

But their interpretations were completely different.

Zhang Sumei thought that someone like Du Heng would be very attractive to such naïve young girls. However, after a while, once these girls had seen more of the world, they would forget about him. Right now, it didn’t matter much; it would pass with a laugh. There was no need to delve into it or expose such things.

Du Xuejing’s thoughts, on the other hand, were in a completely different direction from her mother’s. She was just thinking her Little Uncle was so impressive, actually managing to attract a young girl! As for whether this girl was the same age as her, she didn’t consider it much, because she already saw herself as a grown young lady.

Feeling like she had discovered something very amusing, Du Xuejing would giggle from time to time, even while accompanying Du Heng to the Health Clinic the next day.

When Du Heng asked her why she was laughing, she just looked at him with a smile, not revealing the reason.

After she reacted this way—almost neurotically—twice, Du Heng lost patience. After dropping Du Xuejing off at the Health Clinic, he drove straight to Provincial First Hospital.

Starting today, he was to begin an acupuncture treatment course lasting a minimum of three days and a maximum of one week. His goal was to use the fastest method possible to restore blood circulation in Wu Shengnan’s lower limbs.

When he arrived at Wu Shengnan’s hospital room, only the young caretaker for Sir Wu Zhong was there.

"Where are your dad and mom?" Du Heng asked casually, chatting with Wu Shengnan while preparing his needle utensils.

Wu Shengnan’s mood wasn’t very high. It was unclear whether this was due to the injury to her leg or because her family hadn’t come to accompany her that day.

"They’re very busy people. I’m already happy that they were able to accompany me for two days."

"What about your grandfather? He’s not working, so why didn’t he come to take care of you?"

Although Wu Shengnan was lying flat on the bed, she couldn’t help but roll her eyes at Du Heng. "Is there something wrong with you? My grandfather is over seventy years old. Do you really expect an elderly man like him to come and accompany me every day? I wouldn’t even dream of asking him. I’m not as shameless as you."

Du Heng snorted, ignoring Wu Shengnan’s words. "What about your boyfriend then? It’s been three days, and I haven’t seen him at all. Did he just take off when he heard you needed an amputation?"

Wu Shengnan felt a lump in her throat, choked with anger; she suspected Du Heng might be saying this on purpose.

Du Heng finished laying out the needle utensils he would need and continued to ramble, "I’m only saying this to you because we’re friends. I wouldn’t say it to anyone else.

"Look at you—you have good looks and a great figure. Although your personality isn’t the best, it suits your job. With your prominent family background, you can’t be with a man who has no sense of responsibility or commitment. He’s just after your body.

"Now that he’s gone, just kick him to the curb. It’ll save you trouble later."

Wu Shengnan initially felt stifled, but as Du Heng finished speaking, a slight flush appeared on her pale cheeks.