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.

see a ray of hope, only

money do you

difficulty, “Two billion. Also, we might not be able to give you a return on your investment within five

His heart was pounding.

that he remembered just how enormous a sum two billion

changed slightly when he heard that amount made

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

suddenly said, completely

in

stayed calmly drinking his tea without a word at

billion really was

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

could give

others to bully his

years had passed since then, he still made sure

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

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

such a boon for the domestic medical

he never dared to

had all jumped to their feet and respectfully

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

The applause was rapturous.

their fill of food and wine, they decided

an unfortunate coincidence awaited him

out to