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?”

not that Henry did not trust Philip.

see a ray of hope, only

money do you

we might not be able to give you a return on

His heart was pounding.

that he remembered just how

way Philip’s expression changed slightly when he heard that amount made Henry’s heart skip a beat

condition. Turner’s Hospital’s Riverdale branch must only have a contract with Beacon Pharmaceutical, and

suddenly said,

that moment, everyone in the room was

George Thomas stayed calmly drinking his tea without

really was not that

statue of Confucious on

could give

could not allow others to bully

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

was so shocked that his hands were shaking. Hot tears filled his eyes and he said excitedly, “You’re amazing, Mr. Clarke! I accept your

right here and now, his blood was rushing through

such a boon for the domestic

boon, the likes he

the room had all jumped to their feet and respectfully raised

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 all of you can dedicate your minds to your research and come up with the best results, so that we can slap those foreigners

The applause was rapturous.

fill of food and wine, they decided to

coincidence awaited him when he passed

out to