The First Heir

They needed at least two billion in investments this time!

Henry could afford that much himself, but he could not possibly contribute so much at once. He would require approval and red tape from all parties.

That was why the medical developments in the country could not keep up with those from overseas.

Now that Mr. Clarke had agreed to invest that amount, though, that would speed up domestic research by at least five years!

Five whole years!

That would take so much blood, sweat, and tears from so many diligent medical personnel.

Henry Turner knew very well how much every medical researcher toiled away behind the scenes, doing what looked like mundane and meaningless experiments.

That was why he was so grateful.

It was not just him, either. His students in the room were extremely excited too.

They knew that their teacher had brought them here and treated this man to a meal for a reason.

They needed to find someone who was willing to donate two billion.

That was not a small sum by any means.

Who would ever want to invest in a medical project that could go five or even ten years without a tangible result?

Everyone was getting emotional, and they all cheered to Philip’s health.

It took a while before Henry finally calmed down. He ventured carefully, “Mr. Clarke, we need an astronomical amount of funding this time. Are you sure you’re willing to invest in us?”

was not that Henry did not trust Philip. He was

of hope, only to have it dashed

much money do you need?”

might not be able to give you a return on your investment within five

His heart was pounding.

remembered

heard that amount made Henry’s heart skip a

Turner’s Hospital’s Riverdale branch must only have a contract with Beacon

said, completely

everyone in

calmly drinking his tea without a

billion really was not that

young master built a national statue of

he could give them the

not allow others

had passed since then, he still made sure to pay the oppressors back for their humiliation of his

shocked that his hands were shaking. Hot tears filled his eyes and he said excitedly, “You’re amazing, Mr. Clarke! I accept your condition, no problem! On behalf of medical workers everywhere, I thank you with all my heart. Please… Please accept my

Turner was already old and gray, but right here and now, his blood was

was such a boon

he never dared to

doctors in the room had all jumped to their feet and respectfully raised their

need to go that far, everyone. I’m just doing what I can for the local medical scene. Right now, the bigger countries are dominating the area and limiting our access to medical technology, refusing to share their knowledge with us. I’ve gotten quite sick of that. All I ask is that

The applause was rapturous.

food and wine, they decided to

unfortunate coincidence awaited him when he

voice called out to him loudly