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?”

that Henry did not trust Philip.

to see a ray of hope, only to

do you need?” Philip

some difficulty, “Two billion. Also, we might not be able to give you a return on

His heart was pounding.

initial celebration that he remembered just how enormous a sum two billion

he heard that amount made Henry’s heart

you four billion, but on one condition. Turner’s Hospital’s Riverdale branch must only have a contract

suddenly said, completely

in the room

his tea without a word at the

was

then, when the young master built a national statue of Confucious on Mount Fuji, he spent almost ten billion

could give them the

others to bully his

a hundred years had passed since then, he still made sure to pay

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

but right here and now, his

a boon for

boon, the likes he

all jumped to their feet and respectfully raised their glasses

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

The applause was rapturous.

food and wine,

coincidence awaited him when he passed by the

called out to him loudly