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

a ray of hope, only to have it dashed

do you

Also, we might not be able to give you a return on

His heart was pounding.

his initial celebration that he remembered just how enormous

when he heard that amount made Henry’s heart

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

suddenly said,

in

stayed calmly drinking his tea without a word at

billion really was

national statue of Confucious on Mount Fuji, he spent

he could

could not allow others to

he still made sure

that his hands were shaking. Hot tears filled his eyes and he said excitedly, “You’re amazing, Mr. Clarke! I accept your condition, no

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

boon for

he never dared to dream

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

not act lofty, either. He said calmly, “There’s no 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 all of you can dedicate your minds to your research and come up with the best results, so that we can slap those foreigners in the face with what we can do. Show them

The applause was rapturous.

of food

unfortunate coincidence awaited him

called out to him